The Return of the Son of Twitterhead with Blue Forceps Marks

Smoking Mirrors — Nov 17, 2013

Dog Poet Transmitting…….
May your noses always be cold and wet.
Regardless of the dire potential of the world of our time, that doesn’t mean that laugh out loud absurdities are going to stop chugging along any time soon. This little item is made logarithmically more amusing when you find out who this chipmunk with heartburn’s parents are. If you don’t find this amusing and as a result, do not find me amusing (even if I do)- grin, you’ve probably fallen victim to the PC virus. It’s going around. Find one of the commercials here for a product called ‘Enbrel’ and listen to the contraindications at the end of the commercial. I have never heard anything to that extent before, concerning the varieties of ways you can die or become permanently disabled. I was truly impressed and… just for curiosities sake (so I can marvel at them) I would love to see someone who has heard the commercial and also takes this item. They would become for me, the poster child of western cultural rot and the celebration of ignorance. “Give it to Mikey, he’ll eat anything.” Hmmm, with that in mind, send him on down to the diocese once he’s finished breakfast.
Yeah… there are people, hit and run artists, those frustrated with their own considerable lack of accomplishments, the ill made, the fearful faithless and external blame artists who object to my hammering on external conditions but… it wouldn’t matter what I said or what the subject is. There is that portion of the population that has the burning worm of anger in their belly. They may be unaware of the motivation on their part but I’m not, nor do I think any reasonably aware observer would miss it either. We live in a time of massive and collective frustration. The weak willed, the self indulgent and generally self centered are having a rough time of it (It will get worse and should) or… they are riding high on the hog but these should keep in mind that the pig is an omnivore. I try to temper my posts in the second half with positive exhortations, useful introspections and a general parting ambiance that I hope has been a helpful transformation in the way visible handles his daily chore.. Otherwise, the massive misdeeds of the moments, the general trend of the 1%, the “darkness at the break of noon”, the colossal Twitter-fest of fools marching into the wilderness as opposed to voices crying in the wilderness… hmmm, does that mean eventually the one will hear the other? Stranger things have happened.
Anyway for the sake of interest, for the sake of entertainment, for the sake of justice; at least on the mental plane, which eventually finds it’s way down here (so that’s another reason) and… because I am provoked in both directions for the sake of a comprehensive perspective and… if you don’t like it, there’s the door (grin). No wait! That’s a window and we’re 20 stories up. Where was I?
Waking up has jumped another arch bridge across the canyon of sleep and gather groups are manifesting at key issues all over the place. The Twitter Snark, initiated by J.P (jerks and pricks) Morgan, Chase (them down and bind them) was hilarious; skewering by wordsmiths. In various cities around the world people are massing for all sorts of intelligent reasons to express their dismay and resistance to the hideous and banal lies that have been the general public’s daily bread for so long. Obviously it’s all gone up a notch in recent times. War was avoided in Syria. Who knows what else is going on behind the scenes?
Mr. Apocalypse is hard at work, bringing to each living thing whatever is necessary for the resolution, judgment or perfection of it within the period of summing up. Each of us has a track record and each of us has a main intention that defines us in terms of our strongest drives and objectives. Where the track record reflects a negative intent toward the collective good, or is parasitical in nature, the entity is pressed into the fulness of whatever travesty they have developed into. There’s a special room with all the necessaries that accompany the fate of every specific snowflake (every one is different) personality or larger rooms for collectives where is applies. Some share a common fate but even in the same room there are variations in coloration, intensity and personal reaction. Basically, there is a mysterious cosmic mean and we all vibrate to it. Some of us resonate in harmony and some of us vibrate, with different degrees of dissonance. What the experiences and circumstances of life are all about, what all of these lifetimes are all about, is to bring us into harmony with the essential tone of the universe. We may be a different note than our fellows but this is irrelevant as long as we are in sync with the cosmic dial tone. If this is the case, we are in harmony with all the higher harmonics and continuously, potentially in harmony with everything and everyone, via the capacity to make intuitive adjustments to the environment.
Revolution is inevitable because of things like this. Not only does the one percent think that the present situation is equitable but they feel they are still being cheated and put upon, even though many of them pay very little tax, they feel that they should receive gratis out of the public coffers, more and more and more, along the lines of that quantitative easing and too big to fail bank bailouts. Their psychopathic greed and indifference to the needs and welfare of others is remarkable. This theft and predation upon the collective human state is only a part of the ills they are bringing. Besides this less than delightful quality of theirs, they are laying waste to the environment in pursuit of profit. They are instituting a police state in order to hold on to their sense of privilege and entitlement, not to mention their ill gotten gains, which they amassed through force, trickery and outright criminal actions. They know what despicable characters they are but they think that’s just fine and an expression of the survival of the fittest, which is what they believe in. They are contemporary representatives of those acolytes of The Gospel of Wealth who existed back around the beginning of the 20th century. It’s much worse than that though. In the Gospel of Wealth it’s more what they are not saying ,but rather implying. They believe God made them rich because they were deserving and the poor poor because they were deserving. Our present exponents of universal privilege and elitism are much more despicable creatures.
Madness is truly afoot in the world. This is all manifesting for the purpose of demonstration. We are meant to see and hear about these things for the purpose of education. Wars, calamities, plagues, terrible inhumanities, the whole gamut of those things that took flight from Pandora’s Box are meant to teach us the meaning and value of things. So long as our values are upside down, we will suffer. So long as we cause others to suffer, we will suffer. So long as we are indifferent concerning the status of the unfortunate, which is worsening with each passing day, we shall continue to exist under the jaundiced eyes of invisible judges who… like a GPS system are mapping out our routes according to our acts and intentions. This is actually taking place and it takes place all the time. It has always been taking place. We might be unaware of it. We might not care about it or disbelieve in it’s presence in our lives but… it’s there alright, ticking away, gears and flywheels spinning as constant adjustments are made… “instant karma’s gonna get you”, or the slow and certain karma will get you; “if the left one don’t get you then the right one will.”
Some things are fixed and some things are not. As long as there is breath there is hope. Humanities innate resistance to change is an ancient retardant. It’s all the worse for our inability to see it. You notice it immediately when you set out to change. You might have been just cruising along, same as you ever do, without any resistance until… you try to change and then? Out of nowhere there come all of these difficulties that were not there before. It is always hardest when you are trying to change. The biggest problem is our resident uncertainty concerning our full commitment to change. If you are fully committed to stopping smoking it’s accomplished with no great difficulty. If you are not fully committed, it will be near impossible. This is the case with anything, which is where that saying comes from, “if you do anything, do it with your whole heart.”. This is the whole point of a focused will. You can accomplish just about anything with a focused and unified will. It is the primary secret of the magical art and the key to success of any kind. It’s one of the reasons one is advised to love what they do. If you love doing it, it is effortless and enjoyable as well.
Right! I forget to mention the seminar coming up this week in London
End Transmission…….
I must apologize for no radio show. Due to Vodaphone having their head up their ass, I have no internet on my big machine and am on the laptop. This has created too many difficulties for me to ‘want to surmount’ (grin). I’ll be back at it next weekend.

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Smoking Mirrors

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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