Smoking Mirrors – Dec 1, 2020
Dog Poet Transmitting…….
Before we get into it today, let’s start out with some lighthearted fun. This was probably necessary before they begin to install elevators and garage door openers.
Let us PRESUME that The Apocalypse is REAL. Let us PRESUME The Awakening is REAL. Let us acknowledge that we are now in the opening moments of The Aquarian Age. An age lasts 2,150 years, give or take. Some (like me) say 2,200 years and people who suffer from Anal Retentive Math Syndrome want to round it off to 2,000 years because it doesn’t make their brain hurt. A Great Year is comprised of 26,000 years and since that clock goes backward, we can PRESUME that the most recent Great Year started with The Piscean Age. This might account for Jesus THE Christ being The King of Kings. I’m reaching here, but I’ve learned to TRUST my Intuition.
Let me say that the ticking watch of Cosmic Time is much like a fine contemporary watch, where gears of various sizes turn at different rates of revolution. In the cosmic sense, let us look at the seasons, which breaks up each year into demarcations of ‘4’. A year is composed of 365 days and because of fractional concerns, they add a day every ‘4’ years. This is determined according to the movement of The Earth in relation to The Sun. I’m not going to refer to The Sun rotating around The Earth. You know, how we say, “The Sun rises and sets?” Occasionally, I will be confronted by A.R Syndrome people who object to my using terms we all use, and which I use because we all understand the matter a certain way. It doesn’t make it right, but NOTHING goes wrong in any ACTUAL sense by the mention, since SOME OF US KNOW what the truth is. Oh never mind!
You can go smaller than the seasons and you can go much larger than The Great Year when we bring in factors like the movement of our Solar System in respect of the Milky Way. What all this adds up to is that TIME is an artificial measuring tool that seeks to inscribe itself upon ETERNITY. That is how much time we really have and might account for why so many people think nothing matters and there is no hurry. In a sense, they are right because no matter what, you will always wind up where you are. Does that make sense (grin)? It’s kind of like, “How can you be in two places at once when you are nowhere at all?”
I toss all of this out as reference points to our general fabrications of assumption, having to do with all the coming and going; our historical references, which… not surprisingly (to me) don’t go back very far. We have whispers of civilizations that were present BEFORE the one we presently find ourselves in. Before them were other civilizations and before that and before that. See… there is ALWAYS a playing field when we are in a ‘Day Period’. We have The Day of God and The Night of God. Each of these is a Kalpa in length and The Hindu Tradition says that they are EACH around 16 million years. Everything is going on in the day segment and nothing material is going on in the night segment. It begins to get complex when you see that there are ‘4’ different Kalpas. They call the smallest segment a REGULAR Kalpa (why THEY do that I don’t know. It sounds a lot like so many things that make me ask, “Why do they do that?”) Okay… there is the Small Kalpa and that is composed of 1,000 regular Kalpas. Then there is the Medium Kalpa and that is composed of 20 Small Kalpas. Then there is the Great Kalpa which is composed of ‘4’ Medium Kalpas. We are talking about serious time at this point.
Let’s include what Buddha had to say on the matter of a Great Kalpa;
He used analogies to give you a picture of it, ‘imagine a huge empty cube at the beginning of a Kalpa, approximately 16 miles in each side. Once every 100 years, you insert a tiny mustard seed into the cube. According to the Buddha, the huge cube will be filled even before the Kalpa ends.
Imagine a gigantic rocky mountain at the beginning of Kalpa, approximately 16 x 16 x 16 miles. You take a small piece of silk and wipe the mountain once every 100 years. According to the Buddha, the mountain will be completely depleted even before the Kalpa ends.
In one instance, when some monks wanted to know how many kalpas had elapsed so far, Buddha said, “If you count the total number of sand particles at the depths of the Ganges river, from where it begins to where it ends at the sea, even that number will be less than the number of passed kalpas. Does this give you an idea of what we are dealing with? Keep in mind that The Soul is Immortal.
Here is an excerpt from Wikipedia, which can be trusted as far as I could throw an Indian elephant;
“In Hinduism (cf. Hindu time cycles), a kalpa is equal to 4.32 billion years, a “day of Brahma” or one thousand mahayugas, measuring the duration of the world. Each kalpa is divided into 14 manvantara periods, each lasting 71 Yuga Cycles (306,720,000 years). Preceding the first and following each manvantara period is a juncture (sandhya) equal to the length of a Satya Yuga (1,728,000) years. A kalpa is followed by a pralaya (dissolution) of equal length, which together constitute a day and night of Brahma. A “month of Brahma” is supposed to contain thirty such days (including nights), or 259.2 billion years. According to the Mahabharata, 12 months of Brahma (=360 days) constitute his year, and 100 such years the life cycle of the universe. Fifty years of Brahma are supposed to have elapsed, and we are now in the Shveta-Varaha Kalpa or the fifty-first. At the end of a kalpa, the world is annihilated.”
That is directly contrary to other information I already included. It doesn’t matter anyway because it is all far too immense for anyone to get their head around and you certainly don’t have any present points of reference; BUT… BUT… Dr. Visible, or Count Visible (which, given the material being discussed here, is probably more suitable), what about The Eternal Now? Yeah… what about it?
Why did I load up the wheelbarrows of the mind with all this heavy, sedimentary material? Maybe we shouldn’t take ourselves so seriously. No doubt someone will think that the link that opened the post is racist. Do you really want to be a pinball for the next million or so years or more? Of course, by comparison, that is not much time at all. I should point out that certain eastern scriptures state that some people live million(s) of lives. That is considerably more, AND that is no time at all either, by comparison.
When I was a teenager, I was reading a book that I think was called, “The History of the World.” Maybe it was “The Story of Mankind.” I’d gotten it out of the library, where I was a constant visitor. Somewhere in the book, the author shares an anecdote about Time. He said, NOT VERBATIM; “far out in the ocean is a rock, one hundred miles high, and it is a cube, one hundred miles in all directions. Once every thousand years, a solitary raven lands on it and sharpens its beak. When the rock has been completely worn away, one day of Eternity will have passed.” I guess I was somewhere between 12 and 14 years old. It had a lasting effect on me.
Later, when I was 18 and had been away from home for about a year, I was living in Washington D.C. I was working at The Library of Congress in the Division for the Blind. I mailed out talking books and braille books everywhere in the country. When I wasn’t working, I would be at the library on New York Ave. It was there that I used to listen to Lord Alfred Drake recite The Rubaiyat. I had been working in a gospel mission before I got the job at The Library of Congress. My job there was to sign in alcoholics, drug addicts, and the mentally ill for their 3 days a month stay. Some of them were highly intelligent and had been ‘somebody’ of note before the drink took them. This one fellow used to recite The Rubaiyat to me and the moment that I listened to the first quatrain, the hair on my head, literally, stood right up. I remember trembling.
So… I found a recording at the library and listened to it until I had memorized the whole thing. It had a profound effect on my mind. It was there also that I read Nietzsche and then Aldous Huxley and many more. I remember looking at the collection of Huxley’s books on the shelf and seeing one of the titles, “Antic Hay” and it came into my mind that, he and others wrote those books to provide me with footprints to follow. That had nothing to do with the title of that book. I can’t remember if I even read that one. I was so thirsty for knowledge. I inhaled Freud and so many others. Even then I knew that he was crazy. I wanted to learn so badly. From the time I could read, I just read and read and read; anything to escape the constant misery of my life that went on for all the years of it until I was able to get away.
Then… probably a year after I had been haunting the library, I took a hit of Sandoz LSD. It came in these little ampules and you had to break the top to drink it. As the psychedelic came on, it dawned on me that all of the time I had spent in Western thought was NOTHING. All my fears, apprehensions, and insecurities were NOTHING. Realization after realization dawned on me that day and I am certain I lived several lifetimes in those brief hours. I spent that time laughing and laughing, I couldn’t stop. In all the time since I haven’t really learned anything new. It’s always been the same thing, approached from another angle. Love is Supreme and God is REAL. That I learned and so it shall, probably, always remain.
I learned that no one really knows anything at all, and whatever they were telling me was simply their opinion, their point of view. Then I met that Man on the Beach, who was God, and… what did he keep saying, OVER AND OVER? “I don’t know.” It’s all been scripted for me, and soon, I shall have that moment toward which the entire drama has been directed from the beginning.
What I have learned, AND AM STILL LEARNING is to be kinder to people and to give them someone through whom they can pour their sorrows and frustration, and FEAR. It’s taken a long time to learn to be patient and to not interrupt, BECAUSE… the most valuable and lasting thing you can do for anyone is to REALLY listen. When you do this, God is listening in you and attends to the matter. Maybe not right then, BUT… sooner or later. Listening ATTENTIVELY is a truly healing enterprise. People need to pour themselves out into compassionate space, AND… once they do? They begin to see that all these things they imagined were so important, were not important at all.
You don’t have to look for God. God is right there. All you have to do is acknowledge it and ACT ACCORDINGLY. As time passes, and you don’t interfere, God comes more and more into PRESENCE and there is less and less of you. That’s a good thing because You and I are the problems that we suffer from. Once that’s gone… no more problems.
The most recent discourse from The First Church of the Presence of God is still there and hopefully replaced soon.
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