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Reflections in a Petri Dish – April 13, 2020

Dog Poet Transmitting…….
There is a silly song, I can’t remember much of it right now, except for the key lyrics, ♫I am my own grandpa♫ I think Willie Nelson did it. It got me thinking about REINCARNATION again.
I thought about the ’50s, as life evolved from Norman Rockwell into Ozzie and Harriet land, some American man was living The Formica Life in Harmon Cove Secaucus with his wife and two normal children and one happy dog …and then? It was the tumultuous 60s, with all that passion so raw and new that got homogenized by Disco and The Metrosexuals in the ’70s, which led into the decade of Greed and Cocaine, which was the 80’s …and then? It went sideways into Whinerville, accompanied by a soundtrack of dissonant music, where all the musicians were on Heroin; that was the 90’s … and then? It’s been Rap, saccharine crap and sexual dysfunction for the last 20 years; a nation that had most definitely lost its way but… it’s all been a progression as Materialism went into its death throes.
How is it that so many similar souls showed up in each decade and were either the trendsetters of the culture or the unconscious mimics by reflex and reaction? Did it happen by itself? Was it orchestrated by The Boys in the Back? It was probably a combination of both, under the baton of The Divine Conductor, as the planets rubbed up against one another and set the vibrational resonance of each singular movement, in the endless symphony of the manifest. They plays the music and we dances to it. That is what the planets do. They send out powerful signals of perpetual change and… there is a point to it but the objective is well past the understanding of any particular life so… IT DOESN’T MAKE SENSE in the limited context of a single incarnation.
People come here and they have the programmed life experiences that are the fruit of previous visits, where they got what they wanted but more often did not and then returned for another go. In most cases, it’s scripted and the actors seldom have the objective awareness that allows them to step back and wonder about what it all means. It’s a tightly wound spiral that rises imperceptibly, as the hand of evolution SLOWLY… SLOWLY shapes the consciousness toward that far off moment of epiphany.
How come so many people with similar perspectives, form into group think collectives and then hash it out through that particular lifetime with those who arrived with a different agenda? Then it shifts direction as The Sun radiates into the planetary forces and sets yet another tone, across a specific time period, until it changes yet again. Local conflicts and global conflicts come and go and ALWAYS… there are trends coming in and trends fading out and it’s all a result of the lifeforms reacting to the intricate clockwork of planetary changes, as they endlessly rub up against each other in new ways.
Obviously, we are here to learn and conditions are presented that force us to do so. For some… an amount of learning does take place and their next appearance contains all the elements for continuing education. Then there are those who have not learned and they are then presented with the same lessons in a divergent setting; maybe this time it will take. If not… then new adaptations appear and will continue to …until the lesson is learned. Karma is all about arranging situations to demonstrate the realities of Cause and Effect.
Sometimes the power of desire and appetite is so great that the one possessed by it is willing to bear the costs of the encounters. On other occasions, the life force says to itself, “It’s just not worth it.” Sooner or later, clarity will arrive. This is a large and complex world and if you take the time to study what is going on, you can see people trapped in vicious spirals of behavior everywhere you go. This level of perception requires cultivation to see it as it is.
Simultaneously people are living at a wide variance of experience from one another, even while engaged in the same patterns of experience and expression. It is all about the different levels of control that people have over themselves, or DO NOT HAVE, as the case may be. There are people who make the Pillsbury dough Boy look like he’s anorexic. There are people eating in a sane manner. There are people having sex with dozens of partners every day and those abstaining altogether. There are people having a glass of wine or two with their dinner and those who start the day with a pint of Old Overcoat, or that perennial favorite, Winner’s Cup. There are no winners at the bottom of the Winner’s Cup.
There are people living in palaces and people living in storm drains AND EVERY ONE OF THEM put themselves where they are and it is very likely that those living in the storm drains were previously living in palaces because that is how Karma and Reincarnation operate. It’s all about the lessons and the key feature is to learn your lessons AS FAST AS YOU CAN. I had a rough go with some number of permutations before Clarity appeared. In no way was it a walk in the park but I count all of the difficulty and suffering as of no account now, given the results of the moment.
CHANGE IS AT ITS HARDEST IN THE BEGINNING. There are invisible entities that have an investment in your habits. They do not take kindly to their sustenance being cut off. They will make a racket. YOU let them in and YOU have to kick them out. However… you are ALWAYS stronger than they are. You evict them by standing guard at the gateway of your mind and refusing them entrance. This is how they accessed you in the first place. First the fire was lit in your real or metaphorical belly and then the advertisement appeared in your mind. As long as you are a victim of these forces, you are crippled and confined. Once you have taken back the throne of your kingdom, you are master of all you survey and of which 99% is best left alone from thereon; IN THE WORLD BUT NOT OF IT.
Nothing is worth having but the peace of mind you experience from not wanting any of it. Tranquility and Serenity comes when the jabbering entities of your appetites and desires have been silenced. It’s hard work, which is why, in this age of convenience and immediate gratification, few are moved to embrace it. There is light at the end of the tunnel but it is dark along the way.
There are REAL vampires that do not fit the usual descriptions, though… if you could see them they would assuredly scare the shit out of you. They DO NOT have a pleasant appearance. They look like what they are. The function produces the form. If you are at low energy and confused, they are the responsible parties. Meanwhile, they are shadows with no substance. It is only by feeding them for a period of time that they gain substance.
As soon as anyone begins to make the effort, helpers appear but you still have to walk it and that is why so many falter on the way. If the means were understood, one could turn the whole process over to the helpers but you have to know how to do that. If you cannot properly visualize the help you need, The Sun is right there and can be befriended by emulation. Most people think The Sun is just a ball of fire in space that lights the place up each day. It is far more than that. It is a CONSCIOUS BEING, with a formidable army of angels at its command. It is also the source of ALL manifest life and form. It is the material evidence of the Spiritual Sun that placed it there. Is there anywhere a greater symbol of confidence than The Sun? Yet… you have access to a power within that is equal to it.
Why is there such a mass of hypnotized zombies populating this Earth? What is it that has hypnotized them? It is Desire and Appetite. One who has made themselves independent of these persistent forces is FREE. There is nothing wrong with sampling life as you pass by. There is everything wrong with having it sample you until you have run out of samples. People are being literally eaten alive by the fires of Appetite and Desire. They worship at these altars and everything they do is directed toward feeding these monsters, who like fire itself, NEVER HAS ENOUGH.
Anyone who takes a day and watches TV can see what the force of Materialism is all about. Observe The Media and consider the message. It is non stop. “They Live” was not just a movie. It is a reality. It was poorly written, directed and acted but the point was made. WHO stopped John Carpenter from remaking it? It was announced that he was doing it. Now that has been erased and IMDB has said, for a long time now, “it’s in development”; no details whatsoever.
The Devil is The Mind. It is your worst enemy but potentially your best friend. Stand guard at The Gateway and let NOTHING in until The Real shows up. It’s there alright but its behind the clutter of furniture, broken toys and whatever else makes up the present jumble of perpetuating confusions that passes for your mind.
End Transmission…….
Today’s Song is; ♫Some Lovers♫
The bullet-ridden signpost up ahead says… Pocketnet.
Some thoughts from Swami Vivekananda on- It’s a bit long but WORTH IT.

IMMORTALITY

“What question has been asked a greater number of times, what idea has led men more to search the universe for an answer, what question is nearer and dearer to the human heart, what question is more inseparably connected with our existence, than this one, the immortality of the human soul? It has been the theme of poets and sages, of priests and prophets; kings on the throne have discussed it, beggars in the street have dreamt of it. The best of humanity have approached it, and the worst of men have hoped for it. The interest in the theme has not died yet, nor will it die so long as human nature exists. Various answers have been presented to the world by various minds. Thousands, again, in every period of history have given up the discussion, and yet the question remains fresh as ever. Often in the turmoil and struggle of our lives we seem to forget it, but suddenly some one dies — one, perhaps, whom we loved, one near and dear to our hearts is snatched away from us — and the struggle, the din and turmoil of the world around us, cease for a moment, and the soul asks the old questions “What after this?” “What becomes of the soul?”

 

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