Visible Origami – June 17, 2020

Dog Poet Transmitting…….

It’s simple really. It is so simple that it cannot be explained. It is an experience, like diving into a pool. The most gifted writer could devote pages to describing the event but it would never equate with actually diving into the pool. This is how it is with the presence of God, with experiencing God.

Pundits, scholars, intellectuals and assorted cognoscenti come in various colors and containers. For the merely intellectually curious, they may serve for an explanation; after all, they get paid a lot of money to talk about what they don’t know. They sell lots of books and all manner of paraphernalia. Some of them get really serious about it and wind up wearing costumes and performing in churches; the whole ball of wax that is formless in the beginning, just like God is …but which is then shaped into the object of our desire… for devotion, adoration and supplication.

There are stages in the God journey. At the bottom of the ladder is the whole theatrical bit, with rituals and ceremonies and my God can beat up your God and you will be going to Hell if you don’t worship my God, or you will convert to my religion or we will cut off your head. That is on the bottom rung. The next stage is when one becomes dissatisfied with the dogma and cant and the tedious hymns and uninspired sermonizing and homilies by those talking about what they don’t know. Sometimes this dissatisfaction is brought about by trauma or grievous loss. This is a point where nothing one knows will answer, where one’s life has been rendered meaningless by catastrophic event. One goes within.

Generally at this stage, testing occurs, to establish whether one is sincere or not. Should one prove to be sincere, a teacher will appear, externally or internally. There are then other stages to follow. What I have given you so far is a ridiculous, almost comical sketching out in brevity; whereas the descriptions given by those who have not dived into the pool and do not know what they are talking about, go on and on forever and anyone who does know what they are talking about, is more likely to say, “I don’t know” than anything else. This is because those who have dived into the pool most often find that there are no words to explain what they experienced. It is not that they don’t want to tell you about what happened to them, it is that they are not able to do so.

I have posted the following several times and no doubt will post it again; “These three are difficult to obtain in this world and depend on the mercy of the gods- the human birth, the desire for salvation and the company of the great souled ones.” I have experienced and continue to experience all three of these, though I do not qualify the desire for salvation as such. For me it is an abiding and insatiable desire for the presence of God. Whether it was the fruit of other lifetimes or a matter of divine serendipity, I have accomplished the presence of God. I have dived into the pool and continue to do so. There is nothing remarkable about what I have done. What is remarkable about it is how few there are who do it.

Perhaps… for most and this is what I suspect, diving into the pool interferes with what they would rather be doing and with that… you have the summation of the whole world; what it is and what happens there. It is that place we have all come to, (were compelled to come to) because it was Karma that brought us here, the fruit of all of us doing what we would rather be doing until we find out what it is that we REALLY would rather be doing and we find that out, once we have become disappointed with everything else. There is a great deal out there to become disappointed with and the ways we go about becoming disappointed are what results in our Karma. Karma also comes as a result of engaging in what disappoints us, depending on how we behaved, according to the laws of cause and effect.

I try not to discuss myself in any way that might indicate an exaggerated opinion of myself. It tends to put off the audience and to diminish the opinion they may have formerly had concerning me. I REALLY don’t want that to happen (grin) BUT… when one has lived an extraordinary life of both positive and negative events and one intends to tell the truth, then the truth, to paraphrase the worthy Holmes, no matter how seemingly improbable must be the truth. Upon reflection… that statement appears not to make a whole lot of sense, well… it will have to do.

No one speaks directly to God. It is always going to be an angel, a burning bush, or an illuminated soul who speaks to you. The power of God is such that it would generally incinerate anyone who got near. So angels, burning bushes, and illuminated souls are steps down in power, in a similar fashion to what an electrical transformer does.

I spoke to God through the whole of my life. Initially, it was a cry for mercy and protection against the abuses being heaped on me. My childhood was an uninterrupted horror show. I didn’t have one and subsequently when I left home a week after I turned 17, to join the military, I was no more than 12 years old as far as maturity went and it took some time and a lot of psychedelics for me to be raised by invisible forces, until I was able to have some semblance of the ordinary, even if it was only camouflage.

It was only about eight years ago when God began to speak back to me, sans psychedelics, through whatever medium he chose to use. At first it was sporadic and it has been just in the last couple of years that it has become a regular event. Why I got picked for this I cannot say. It is not because of any excess of virtue on my part. It might have had to do with an exceptional amount of zeal and passion. When one exhibits a reckless disregard for their own life in the pursuit of the ineffable, it counts for a great deal with the residents of Heaven. When they know that you know that they are there, it sets up a dynamic for communication. At that point, a course is determined and if the one following it is able to continue, regardless of whatever circumstances occur, the end result is guaranteed. At least this is how it happened for me.

Those who have been following these blogs for a few years know that many of the conditions I have spoken of have come to pass. Many of you have also had experiences that have confirmed the reality of what goes on here. For the skeptical and the naysayers I care not one wit. I only do what I do for the benefit of kindred souls. I bear no rancor for anyone else. I wish all souls well on their roads to eventual epiphany but not everyone is inclined to accept the validity of another when they do not conform to the expected template. As I said in a recent video; for many people, if it isn’t happening to them then it couldn’t be happening to you. And people of a certain mindset (and there are many of them) have a preformed image of who can and cannot be legitimate, even though God, historically, has picked the outcast, the simple-minded, bizarre and eccentric to be his representatives.

There are so many examples of this that it is not necessary for me to itemize them. Here we are at this point in the post and surely Visible has a reason. Surely he is taking us somewhere? As a matter of fact…

Everyone, one way or another dives into a pool (whichever and whatever that pool may be) but… most of the time, there is no water in the pool and hence the pain and hence the disappointment. Of course, this is all metaphorical but it is LITERAL in its result, no matter what form it takes; whether it is a pool half full-half empty, or a swamp, or an empty pool, or any experience resulting from a misdirected passion, we are all diving into pools all the time and the point at which it’s over for you is when one is diving into the same pool again and again… and expecting a different outcome.

The pool I am talking about, you don’t just get wet. You get changed forever and there is no going back… ever. Just as you cannot step into the same river twice, the same person does not come out of that pool who dived into the pool.

The Avatar is coming and the world goes into fast forward mode at his approach as conditions materialize to accommodate his arrival. Prior to his very noticeable appearance, he will appear in every heart where a previous resonance has been established. One will find themselves on a Cosmic Conference Call. From there, this resonance will extend to everyone within the parameters of those already engaged in the conference call and it will then expand across the Earth like the ripples caused by a stone thrown into a still lake. EVERYONE will be impacted to a greater or lesser degree and some will be sent running in search of dark harbor, where they can hide from the light. NO ONE will be able to achieve that and there will be an automatic and spontaneous restructuring of POWER and access to POWER. The world and everything in it will be set right. This will come as a cause for great rejoicing in some quarters and a cause for fear and trembling in others.

This is what I have gotten in my internal conversations. As to the veracity and accuracy of any of it; WE SHALL SEE.

End Transmission…….

Today’s Song is; ♫Cast Your Music on the Winds♫

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