Terribly Hungry and Fumbling in the Dark as Things go Bump in the Sacristy

Smoking Mirrors — Oct 23, 2017

Dog Poet Transmitting…….
I was on Feet 2 the Fire radio last night for something over an hour and had a long and involved conversation with James Jancik. It felt great to be able to do this and I hope at least some of it proves useful to the reader.
Well… the Z-List reality TV Tribe actors are continuing to speak out on those issues dear to all of our hearts (grin). I don’t see how the pernicious influences of a small segment of true bottom feeders can be mistaken in their real intentions. Conditions in this culture have really come to a terrible pass. Have they not?
I was moving around the internet a couple of days ago and came across the biggest radio host (Howard Stern) by far these days …and besides talking about Harvey Weinstein, he kept calling out for Cardi B. who happens to be one of the most incredibly untalented individuals I have ever seen. It makes you wonder. I don’t know how it is that I wound up there, watching a portion of his segment. I don’t think I made it even to the halfway mark, given how I loathe the man and certainly have come to loathe Cardi B. I’ve seen this kind of thing before, where someone comes out of nowhere and all the talking heads begin a unison chant of praise for someone who doesn’t have the chops for an open mic performance, much less up on the big stages but most of everyone I see for short bursts of distaste these days, does not fill me with a sense of the rightness of it all.
The world has gone haywire. There’s someone down in the orchestra pit, like there used to be in the old days, who calls out cues for the lines being forgotten by the usually intoxicated actors on the stage. This person is stage whispering what the producer wants to have said, even if it wasn’t on the script initially. They’ve been reduced to making it up as they go because… all the stuff that was supposed to have happened got sidetracked somehow, like the recent Clinton presidential campaign. They are still not past getting over that and it isn’t going much better for them in Syria, or those Eastern European countries that they were so sure they were going to steamroll right over.
In the minds of the continuously driven and mislead, it is all disarray. The voices they were supposed to be hearing in their heads are there but somehow another voice has come into play and this is proving disturbing to the Satanic, criminal overlords. As mysterious as this may appear to be on the surface, at least to those who are having their intentions stymied, it is a simple matter. We are in an apocalypse. An apocalypse is not a driverless car being run by unseen drone-style operators in some Quonset hut in Wyoming. It’s not even a cobbled together prototype, created to disperse a general atmosphere, the way a soundtrack does in a movie. An apocalypse is an ancient process that is set in motion like the seasons following one another. It has stages, anti-climaxes, climaxes, denouements and a whole collection of stops and starts and stutters, which are not the product of hurried, approaching deadline, chaos. It is a force, manifesting as a chariot or a car or some kind of amphibious vehicle, directly engineered by a host of events and conditions that are meant to trigger an apocalypse, by running off the road and spinning their wheels in a ditch for… (drum roll) the purpose of demonstration.
When life goes choodlin along, there will be progressions of religious change, with the driving intent of becoming incredibly rigid and stratified, accompanied by an orchestra of ringing cash registers and wars that come and go, bringing all the things that war brings and leaving all those other items that war leaves in its wake. The religious figures don new garments and discard the old. New versions of old religions appear and depending on the technological level of accomplishment, arrive dressed in pseudo-science and fantastic shake n’ bake histories that speak to an ancient provenance that never existed in the first place but… so what?
If you can get the public to buy it and there are coupons for all the desired dispensations and two for the price of one indulgences specials, you’re going to be good to go, even if you don’t do exactly that, which would be far more preferable to the rest of us who aren’t salting away Joel Osteen sized fortunes for the declining years, when you are going to need extra cushions on the rocking chairs and maybe it would be that much nicer if they were hand stitched by nine year old boys in Isfahan.
We got a little sidetracked when we walked off in another direction, after mentioning the movement of religions upon the face of the water of the cultures, mirroring the desires of the ever hungry masses who never get enough to eat because the more they eat, the greater the hunger becomes until they eat themselves and are no longer visible. Across the centuries as religious systems come and go… become ever more refined about the art of making money, fabricate ever more ridiculous costumes and do all those things in the dark of the night as things go bump in the sacristy, it’s usually business as usual. Sometimes people get burned at the stake and sometimes they go to the tower to wait for the fateful day of beheading. Sometimes they are simply excommunicated. It’s a process that can be extreme and occasionally even benign for a time but the one thing you are probably not aware of is the presence of God. We hear about the presence of God in the original scriptures that always have to do with the life of the founder. This is followed by an endless litany of amendments, codicils and angry bulls running through endangered China shops, enraged by red flags and red herring and such but… except for right there at the beginning, you don’t hear that much along the lines of, “Hey… I saw the almighty in an aisle at Sports Authority this morning…” or some variant or another.
Yes… for a time you get the occasional new headliners like Paul …and Islam is full of internecine conflicts between followers of one latter day headliner and another latter day headliner and a lot of people die because of doctrinal schisms and such but you don’t see God, which is a rare event indeed. Hearing about God is the flesh is more likely but there isn’t or hasn’t been much of that either. This is one of the unusual features of an apocalypse; God starts to show up- not necessarily right before your eyes but more so in the occurrence of inexplicable events where a ‘hidden hand’ seems to be at work but you can’t see what the hand is attached to and very likely you cannot see the hand either. What you see are the effects and results of the hand at work. That is one of the consistent biggies of an apocalypse. God begins to appear without actually appearing …but you get the sense of the divine’s presence in natural and otherwise events of a mysterious kind that do not fit into the usual categories.
Oh my goodness! What do we have here? 
Mr Apocalypse is here and is one of the hands of God, in the same way that an angel is a direct expression of the will of God that is specialized for specific work to be done. Angels, the larger and more powerful angels, are often embodiment’s of a quality of the divine. They also appear as a perpetual force, like sight and hearing, as they exist in all of the life forms making use of them. You hear people saying here and there that they ran into an angel or an angel appeared to them but when I study their tales about what happened, I become skeptical. I have encountered angels and what I noticed most was the POWER. The power was so great that I could not even look up and see the angel. I wasn’t able to do it. I was overwhelmed and bent over in submission. This was the case each time I had such an experience. There was no variation in the sense of the power that was present so… unless I hear something similar, I tend to doubt that it was an angel that was involved.
I bring this up because I tend to doubt a great many things that appear in my windshield; meaning I doubt what I am told is what happened. I doubt the listing of who is said to have been involved or behind whatever it was that took place. I do not doubt the presence of Mr. Apocalypse or the recent impression that the divine is on the scene and I mean all over the place. This is going to increase in both power and frequency. It is going to start happening faster as time speeds up and we come closer to that great signal event that is going to happen, or that breathtaking series of events that are going to happen. I find myself in a waiting state. Surely there are those small duties of life which I must attend to but all of what I thought I was supposed to be engaged in has been placed in abeyance because something much like that rough beast whose hour has come round at last is shuffling toward some metaphorical Bethlehem to be born. I’m not sure I got the phrase in order but I suspect you know what I mean.
I tried to talk about how I am affected and how very changed I am from the person I was during last night’s radio interview with James. I am curious as to what some of you may think about what is moving into view and precipitating into form, whether it be some actual being taking shape before us or whether it is a spontaneous awakening in the human heart, which I am certain is going to take place. I don’t know how widespread of dramatic it is going to be but something like it is going to occur and forever change us and the world in which we imagine we live.
End Transmission…….




Smoking Mirrors looks at much of what the mainstream media ignores. While in Profiles in Evil, he seeks to expose those shrouded in darkness to nature’s most powerful disinfectant, light.

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