Smoking Mirrors – Feb 17, 2020
Dog Poet Transmitting…….
A person could write more books than any sane person could imagine to be possible, like Flaubert, for instance. One could write the most convoluted and intricate works on philosophy, like Emanuel Kant. You could write exhaustive and pointless fiction like James Joyce and wind up being celebrated by poseur, pseudo-intellectuals, for… possibly… hundreds of years but… like the other two… you’ve been dead a long time now. No telling who you are at present. Did any of it help anyone… at all? Did it? Certainly it accounted, in the tale of Joyce, for the years of pain experienced by his secretary, Samuel Beckett, who insisted on wearing the same size shoes as his hero, even though they were of a smaller size. He should have written, “Waiting for the Podiatrist”, or better yet, “Waiting for the Psychiatrist”, instead of “Waiting for Godot”
Then there are the world reavers, the Khan’s and Tamerlane’s, Attila’s and all the rest. There have been high and mightys and low and dull and sometimes drunk and disorderlies. There has been a considerably larger amount of the latter than of the former. The amount of pimps, punters and performers that have come and gone here is staggering. Most of them are repeat business, over and over and over. Most of them haven’t learned much and they aren’t looking to either. The facts are that people come here for different reasons and if they get a taste for something, they tend to go to the well again and again.
I have read where illumined souls have said that hardly one in a million is motivated to the true search. It could be what the writer(s) meant was that scarcely one in a million perseveres to the goal. When I saw that number I was stunned. I thought; ‘surely there are more?’ As the Steven Crane poem states about the road to truth, being composed of sharp knives, disguised as blades of grass, “Doubtless there is an easier way.” There is no easier way.
All these people who have come and gone. Where are they now? Who were they then? They are forgotten. The people who remembered them are forgotten. They lived lives of trembling pleasure and heart-stopping pain… all forgotten. Their parents are forgotten. Their children are forgotten. They are forgotten. Of all the forgotten lives they lived, which of these was real? In which life were they authentically expressed? Rolodexing personalities, striving in contention, with millions of others of their kind, all forgotten. The kaleidoscope turns and the colors and shapes blend and go and come back again. What is the mystery of the colors, when only the screen upon which they were projected is real? Are we really colorless, odorless, invisible in our essence? What are we? I dreamed I was a man dreaming I was a dolphin that dreamed I was a man.
Entire civilizations have come and gone, all forgotten. Surely they are recorded in the Akashic Records but… who can read them? These cultures… some of them were advanced beyond anything we know today but which… perhaps we shall know tomorrow, if we survive. These civilizations had their Mozart’s and Rembrandt’s. They had their Buddha’s and Christ’s. Where are they now? Who remembers them? Forgotten. All forgotten. The entirety of existence can be described thusly; an incomprehensible, indefinable and immeasurable being desired to know itself, so… it expressed outward into space an environment of interplaying opposites and then shattered its essential being into countless mirroring parts, in order to generate a quest, a pursuit through Time, Space and Causation.
It manifested a game of Hide and Seek so that it might discover itself. It is the spirit in search of experience. It generated the atmosphere of a dream and created Desire as the Agent of its Will. It created an endless series of objects and states, in a dance of electromagnetics and concealed itself within the separated minds of the particles it generated to search for itself. The ultimate joy and the reason for the construction entire, was to be found in the experience of Self Realization; the universe when it knows itself as God.
The solitary seeker exists in a wasteland of unexamined lives and must, as was once urged by a great teacher, ‘be as wise as a serpent and as harmless as a dove.’ The sincere seeker is the Ugly Duckling. The sincere seeker must ‘walk in all ways contrary to the world’, without calling undue attention to itself. The self that is being sought is the self that is found in that place where one’s heart and treasure is. The Ugly Duckling is always in danger of being pecked to death. The duckling is not a duck, it is the Paramahansa.
Life has only one objective and that is FREEDOM and FREEDOM is found in Self Realization and no other place. (Self Realization is a ticking time bomb BUT… you can turn the clock ahead.) Everything else is forgotten. The pain of separation and the hunger of longing both end, when one finds what is missing and that which is missing, is what propels them in the pursuit of it. God’s not dead, he’s merely hiding. You can see him in the morning when The Sun is Rising.
All that meaningless pain, torment and struggle for a handful of sand, running through the fingers. The epic sorrow that is contained in this… ah… it is past expressing. This is the nature and origin of True Art and the reason why the agents of the enemy have been at such an effort to suppress and hinder true artistic expression in these times. Man created a bogeyman mask, composed of impure and toxic desire, which overlays the face of the angel. Angels are the manifest expression of God’s will, personalized to the tasks he completes through them. Devils are the face of our Fears and Hungers. They are our appetites personified. Indeed, you will find this to be so in their job description.
Angels are God in Action. Angels become devils in the mind of the profane. Angel or Devil, they both (intentionally and unintentionally) urge us to FREEDOM and God feeds them both. It is God’s ceaseless meditation upon existence, which holds the universe entire in place, for the Purpose of Demonstration. Were he to stop for an instant, it would all disappear. That is how close God is to every one of us. It is God that holds us in place and God that is THE ACTUAL LIFE IN US. Celebrate the Presence. That is all you have to do. Everything else will take care of itself. What is it that hinders us in this?
Angels and Devils both, serve God. God is beyond Good and Evil and weaves them both into the endlessly unfurling Grand Tapestry of Life.
In times of Apocalypse, the dream fabric frays. The light begins to seep through the openings. This infuriates the agents of darkness, who run about sticking their fingers into The Dyke of Darkness but they soon run out of fingers. Oh how they scurry and scramble now. THE LIGHT IS COMING!!! THE LIGHT IS COMING!!! It is this light that is the force which exposes what has been hidden. It is the light that reveals! It is the light that uncovers! It is the light that awakens! It is a conscious light. It is an awareness and we ALL HAVE ACCESS TO IT!!!
A Golden Age is coming. Once the wreckage is cleared away and the collective mind set right, or recycled, it will appear in the Event Horizon. There has NEVER been a time so critical for one to work upon themselves. It is a simple matter actually. You don’t do anything at all but surrender and become contrite. You become like the dirty child who fell into the mud and scraped his knee. You cry out for The Mother and she will come and clean you up and heal your wounds. It was your idea to go out into the world and dance in the mosh pits of depravity, It was your idea to force your will upon the world, along with the billions of others, to no enduring reward other than experience. It was all your idea. What was your mother to do? She loves you so much she had to let you go. And, like everyone else, you made a mess of it but all is not lost. She will take you back into her arms with nary a thought of your behavior. It is you who must forgive yourself. God has already forgiven you. Jesus Christ went out of his way to make the greatest statement ever made.
The love of God is a consuming fire. Let it consume you! Let the Telesma… the Quintessence, the Spiritual Fire, awaken in you and purify you completely. Of course this is not the labor of an afternoon but The Lord sees the Prodigal Son coming from far off. Can you feel the joy of The Father at your return? Breathe in the pranic component of cleansing and let it radiate throughout your being. Court the Telesma. Court the Quintessence. Court the Spiritual Fire. Be the eager suitor, consumed with the single divine passion for union with the one and your sincerity will act like such a powerful magnet that no angel, nor deity can resist the attraction. God is a slave to Love.
End Transmission…….
Today’s Rendering is, “In Search of Rest”
“What’s he got in his Pocketzies? Golum golum (sound made in throat). That thief Baggins!!!” And then there was Pocketnet.
In a word, cogent. Two more words, as usual.
I really needed that. Thank you. I am so tired of this reality.
Great article Les, as always. I really needed to hear (read) that. Love and Light -Nick
They are “all forgotten”, indeed but not all things are forgotten because of their insignificance, in fact historical memory of humans can be painfully short… we forget that evil forces are hard at work to mislead us everyday, we forget that Satan is an open enemy to us all and he knows our psychology very well. He and his minions of Djinn have lived for long enough to know how to fool mankind and they have been opposing prophets of God since the beginning. They know how to rot a pious man from within, how to infiltrate kingdoms, religions, revolutions, hearts and minds!
If you recall the movie “Edge of Tomorrow”, Tom Cruise somehow gets the alien ability to reset time upon his death to a particular point in past. After countless deaths, going back in time and repeating again and again, he become better and better, not making his previous mistakes! Accumulating invaluable historical experience and memory to advance further.
I ask myself what is the best way to keep a memory alive in a world that people at most live for 90 or so years and many have shorter lives!? Should we write books to keep the memories in it for the next generation? Should we draw pictures? Even if we record speech and upload it in today’s age still how many people would bother to read or see and think, let alone be motivated by it?
Imagine how many mistakes were made in the past that hindered God’s path and postponed God’s help and deliverance and the formation of Divine Rule? How many prophets were killed and how much injustice was inflicted upon man? If we are to prevent bad history from repeating itself, we need a very long historical memory and not just any historical memory but a vibrant detailed one, a very personal one that touches our hearts so we can come back to it again and again and experience it as if our own experience, only then it won’t be forgotten. Only then it will ensure that next time we won’t make the same mistakes.
Satan and his minions were there when all those evils happened, when the course of history was changed and when righteous men and women were martyred in the cause of God. Shiites have very detailed, vivid and supremely emotional historical memory of life experiences of Imams passed on generations after generations. With ceremonies involving chest beating, crying and morning. One of the neglected human sides is crying, if it is pure and spiritual it will act like a nuclear power plant, constantly purifying and motivating the soul while also preventing arrogance to take root in favor of humbleness. To the contrary after such practices people are not depressed, in fact they feel a lot vitality.
Every year first 10 days of month of Moharam is a mourning period with climax being on 10th which is the Ashoora day, and then 40 days after there will be Arbaeen pilgrimage involving very long walks, over 20 million people from all over the world come to Karbala forming the biggest religious gathering in the world (unlike anything you’ve seen), this is much bigger than Hajj. All food is offered freely and no one remains hungry, some people sell all they have to provide food for the pilgrims out of love. This has no media coverage in the west. The amazing part is this is not a religious order and if one does not attend it is not considered a sin. All of these people come out of love! This is the real preparation for Imam of Time to take leadership in order to establish divine rule. Without such unique mechanisms in place, bad history would repeat itself and the Imam of Time would be weakened and even martyred as happened countless times throughout history.
We do not live in vacuum, you can’t fix the world without God and considering what was promised to our ancestors and what they promised back! God deals with each soul individually and every soul is important to God, however the real fix is divine rule and for that to happen humans are expected to persevere “together” under the banner of a divine leader. A lone wise man praying in a cave is good only if he returns back to his people otherwise he might as well burn in hell. God can’t bypass the covenants that our ancestors undertook after all we are offspring of our ancestors and if we are any good today perhaps we can thank them too.
So one can’t blame Khomeini for starting a revolution that has shook the world, he could have gone to a cave and enjoyed his time alone with lord but that’s not the way. As he said: “Our religion is our politics and our politics is our religion”, the whole point is to show the world that power does not corrupt. Power gives responsibility, a corrupted heart is so with or without power. Once again “Freedom” is the slogan of Satan, it is given while on your knees, but “Power” has to be earned while standing. And thus a religion that does not or can not empower its people must be fake. The real power of Iran’s revolution is not missiles or nukes, it is the ability to train powerful human beings. At the top one clear example was Martyr Qassem Suleimani. A society observant, aware and strong for Divine Leadership. This is not going to be easy and as God has promised if a people fails his covenant, then God will choose a new people instead and deliverance will be delayed for later in future.
Perhaps the ultimate goal is to have Reason infused with Emotions, after all reason/logic alone does not provide motivation and elsewhere I clarified in detail the differences and similarities between belief and knowledge. Indeed Knowledge is a misleading term, in truth human mind either can “witness/see” or can’t! Acting upon some knowledge whether you can see or not requires a degree of belief and here the importance of “Blind-Belief” can be shown unlike Blind-Knowledge that can be hidden in the books, belief is a product of human heart and mind, it has direction and motivation, it is not neutral. So don’t waste your time giving knowledge more importance than there really is. You can memorize knowledge but still you can’t “see”. If you act on it, it requires a degree of belief. On the other hand you may not “see” God but you can smell him or feel the need for him, so you blindly believe and move towards a direction you deem to be his way. Here the importance of prophets can be clear to guide mankind.
To conclude, higher levels of belief needs emotions and reason fused together. Without either wings it fails to fly. Both blind-belief and blind-knowledge can be good or bad depending on the context.
Dear مقداد وفائی,
Thank you for your informative post. We have much to learn from Iranians.
You’ve given us a worthy addendum to Visible’s already excellent window onto the true world that awaits us all.
Peter
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“God is Beyond Good and Evil and Weaves them Both into the Endlessly Unfurling Grand Tapestry of Life”
Yep. Tolkien’s Silmarillion at the beginning very eloquently describes this in “The Music of the Ainur” :
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