Reflections in a Petri Dish – June 24, 2022

Dog Poet Transmitting…….

Massive changes in the Material Realm are in motion. On various sides of… For, Against, Indifferent, and Clueless… are people who want to run The Show, stop The Show, could care less about The Show, and… have no idea there is a show. Otherwise, they would not be exposing themselves to school children in the park.

As a result… we have all kinds of reports coming out from all kinds of people, making and not making shit up. A lot is at stake. A great deal appears to be at stake. They fabricated a pandemic and shut The World down for a year… in some places… in the densely crowded spaces… where the regimentation goes on apace with… madness.

I am getting a sense of something. I don’t know how credible it is. It is based on my own observations, BUT… I see political and financial heavyweights gathering off The Visible Grid to strategize The Future.

On the one hand, here’s what I see happening. The Republicans are going to take both houses of congress. They may even be near filibuster proofed. Then Ron DeSantis is going to win the presidency and, perhaps, appoint or at least anoint Donald Trump to be Speaker of the House. I don’t know if DeSantis can simply do it on his own or whether Congress has to elect him by majority vote. I do know that you don’t have to be a member of congress to be The Speaker of the House.

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the ones backing the present economic holocaust and making expensive laws that can’t be enforced… except among The Stepford Catamites, and The Bendover Boys with their special negotiation teams… they find themselves in fearsome disarray. They are tripping over each other, playing touchy-feely in the dark. It’s the Gang that Can’t Think Straight, so they can’t see straight. And… they are not straight in any way, having bent themselves out of their natural shape. This is ALL Mr. Apocalypse’s doing. He is INSIDE their minds. He is at the controls like Beavis and Butthead trying to ‘score’ in formless space.

I see it kind of like The Keystone Cops in real life. Once… any of these players might have been competent AND capable. Now… they are neither. Think of it like this; you are in a serious car wreck… and then you find that the person you crashed into was yourself. It’s part of Mr. Apocalypse’s technique. He’s got a style. All the major players… the archetypes… have got a certain style… ♫ s-u-a-v-e ♫

The reason I am saying it like this… besides the fact that it is true… is that you have no reason to be concerned or worried… unless you have been concerning or worrisome. Karma goes around very quickly these days… even though it is glacial in some theaters, BUT… that is because the stage is being set for major league denouements and thrilling climaxes, AND they take a great deal of time and planning. The kind where the hero says, “I’ll be back” but it means something else entirely… because that guy is no hero, He just plays one on TV. There IS a difference in competence, AND outcome… when you have to show up in real life.

Most real heroes are unsung in this location. They are more about getting it done than about taking accolades. Sometimes The Cosmos singles you out as a good example. God knows we could use more of those. We are in a time when weakness and excess are celebrated, especially when you are living your own truth, while The Truth gets hammered in your every thought, word, and deed. That’s okay and par for the course. You can hammer The Truth all you want. It is yourself that you are shaping while you are doing so. The Truth is not affected… nor do you match up well against it.

Well… personalities come and go. You can get them from The Subconscious Vending Machine on a wall inside your head. It’s a form of invisible Pez dispenser. They can be a delight and they can be a cross. Mostly… they are a cross… because you haven’t learned how to stay out of The Scrum in The Combat Zone… the endless conflict in the war for supremacy. Nobody wins The War, BUT they get confused and ambitious when they win a battle… and think it was the war. What you did instead was to paint a target on your back for the next attack.

Even Achilles wasn’t invulnerable. Once he dragged Hector around the walls of Troy, his days were numbered. Some would say they were always numbered for The Purpose of Demonstration. IT IS ALL for The Purpose of Demonstration, so long as you are in the contested territory of win and lose. The justifications never end, and they always look absurd to those paying attention, and… life as usual for those who are not.

People like being fooled and entranced and entertained. God himself likes being entertained. I’ll tell you a little secret. Maybe Demosthenes knew it. I am certain that all true artists and initiates know it… BECAUSE… they are aware of the source of the inspiration.

If you go into the wild places with your guitar or whatever you can carry; if you go with only your voice, and you sing to the heavens, and mind-finger-walk your way up the trees, and out over the leaves, across the rocks in the babbling brooks and streams… into the water itself, and the darkness of The Earth below… into The Wind that carries everything along the timeless slipstreams of space… round the mountains… over hill and dale… it will find its way to Your Father’s House.

It will be heard in the meadows where God takes his tea… and… it will delight Heaven and be heard far and wide in the invisible kingdoms. Every day of your life and in every moment of your life, you are performing for a very large audience that you cannot see. I can assure you of this. You will get heard where it really counts. Lady Nature and all of her subjects will hear you. It is no small thing to win her favor. Let me see… your health and well-being on the physical plane are very much in her hands. Your fortunes; all kinds of things she has a hand in, AND… she is well-disposed to you if you treat her right.

I cringe sometimes concerning what some believe they have gotten away with… the remorseless wheels of Fate and Justice… “I’ll grind his bones to make my bread.” Observe what happens to people!!! Entire nations are brought to ruin. It has happened again and again. Do not put your faith in the works of men. You will be gravely disappointed. Look at how individual destinies are resolved! The cruelties of the medical community are widely known. Their general incompetence is not. We live in a false front Hollywood town. It’s all fake. All the award dinners at The Rubber Chicken Buffet WILL NOT keep death away.

Look at the fools who built an empire of dust only to watch it crumble away; to be RSVP’D for that very period of unfortunate change. Magically made present by The Lords of Karma. You do HAVE TO come back and deal with what you brought into being. The French and Bolshevik Revolution… The Spanish-Marrano Inquisition… Rwanda… The Battle of The Somme… Nero’s Rome… a cast of thousands upon thousands showed up to be in each episode of… The Show. Oh! The dramas that played out!!! The betrayals and… “The Horror! The Horror!”

Interesting times… living in interesting times… The Chinese curse of interesting times. Is it any wonder that The Wise retreat from The Spectacle… from The Show? We are all actors acting out, AND… it has to be this way, AND it doesn’t have to be this way. Did you audition for the part? Did you help construct the stage? Hmm…

I watch life demonstrate in front of me, in the near field and far afield. The World… is VIRTUALLY at our fingertips these days. You can get more information now than at any time in history. If only you knew what to look for, AND… of course, everything of value can ONLY be found within. All else fades away at the appointed time.

No matter how many times you tell people these things, and no matter how many times they experience them… again, and again… lifetime after lifetime… for reasons that defy sanity and logic… there they go, right down The Garden Path, again, and again, and again… and… it does not lead into The Garden. It leads OUT of The Garden. Oh well… it was all arranged to get us out looking, cataloging, and identifying… right up close and personal, right up until we find out that we don’t have to do these things. Fear and Appetite made us. The Devil made me do it!!!

So… on and on it goes… time and circumstance flowing by like a river… always the same and never the same… BUT.. regardless of which side of that argument you put yourself on… it can’t be found outside of you, AND… once you do find it or it finds you… you fall head over heels in love, and it falls in love with you. Everything is easy after that. Love makes it so.

End Transmission…….

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