Reflections in a Petri Dish – Aug 31, 2022
Dog Poet Transmitting…….
As Yeats prophetically stated; “Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,” Every bit of that is true now. Every day… while I dumpster dive through the news of The World… I see this. Everyone engaged in self-deception defines this to themselves in a different way. They put the blame on something outside of them. They place it on people… conditions… events, whatever is at hand.
Blaming anything outside yourself certainly explains your part in it because yours is The Mind identifying it. The Fact is… it is all programmed on the planning boards of those who sit in the offices above the foundry at the manufacturing department of The Cosmos. Most of the time, Winter brings one state of conditions and Summer brings the opposite, with Spring as the intermediary channel between them. Spring might feel I have down-rated its value; I’m claiming poetic license.
What’s trending these days? Hmm… well… seemingly healthy people are dropping dead by the thousands around The World. Food and Energy are under threat of being in dire need over a wide reach. We’ve been hearing about these (and other) concerns for years now. This year we are looking right down the barrel. Will a masked superhero appear in the sky? Will it be holographic Jesus? Will it be The Saucers and Green Room Aliens?
No one knows what shape it will take or how far the atmosphere will reach. Lots of different experts who were wrong last time are going to be wrong again… because no… one… knows.
I see signs of positive change in every direction, but… I’m a- half-full kind of a guy. I see the other signs as well. Here is what I notice most of the time, no matter what direction I am looking in; people are losing their minds. Some mysterious force is pressing from within, e-v-e-r-y-w-h-e-r-e. It’s manifesting out of the area of greatest weakness, AND… (much less noticeably) greatest strengths… across the board… with humanity… at every level of existence.
Those going down are encountering the residents and the conditions on the level they arrive at. Those going up are doing the same. The Invisible World is presently filled with invisible weather and weather conditions. There are tornadoes and hurricanes. There are whirlpools and rip tides. There are earthquakes and tidal waves. I… will… tell… you… this; when invisible weather conditions are such, it is not too long before external weather comes to mimic these conditions in real-life-situations; AND… we are seeing some of that already, in Pakistan and other places.
Rivers and streams are rising everywhere. I am not speculating or spitballing here. Waves of tension have been pouring through The Human Conditions, in increasing waves of severity… for some years now. On the visible and manifest plane we have been seeing fires… mudslides… sinkholes, AND all kinds of new diseases along with changes in human behavior that show ever greater degrees of madness and alienation.
It seems that a couple of volcanoes are meant to be the trigger-points for massive global change.
People who were never tightly wrapped to begin with, are much less tightly wrapped now. The spawn of helicopter parents roams like neutered bands of Minions through the social framework of The Culture. The disaffected are now that much more affected by the… widening… gulf… within. The ranks of the time-lapse-decomposing sex freaks are swelling by the day. The science of modern-day Frankenstein has rendered rational science into dog food for devolutionists.
Animal Farm is becoming the hottest new tourist spot in the human mind. People are trending toward the totemic animistic, which is what happens when a culture goes into free fall. First, the decadent materialism got more and more decadent, AND tasty, so that the moral nature is eaten up by astral termites who attack the more subtle locations of the human form. Sexuality has been bestialized. When the idea of God is forced out of the human consciousness or… transformed into anthropomorphic mockeries of the timeless Sun-worship (that is the enduring template of true religion) things… fall… apart, AND the… center… cannot… hold.
This is a natural thing that happens in the course of human events, when… certain aspects, personified in certain groups of people, are composted for the next wave… plowed under, and made useful where… they… were… not… before. Other long-hidden attributes in humanity come into play. They are (metaphorically speaking) dusted off and sent into action.
Nothing is new. It was all active in times out of memory, YET… cosmic memory is the repository of all that has ever been, and will be again. Meditation is a way of fishing on the banks of The Celestial Quarry. There you can pull up all that has ever been… in the form of a fish that contains the characteristics, hidden there for the use of those intrepid souls who would seek after them.
The Personality is a… temporary… construct. The Light that CAN shine through it is not temporary. EVERYTHING that you see and hear on the sensory bandwidth is an adaptation of SUNLIGHT. Everything around us… and ourselves as well… is composed of SUNLIGHT. The idea… as it occurs to me, is to consciously inhabit The Body of Light…The Body of Glory.
Now… whether that is something that has always been present and merely obscured OR… whether it is something constructed by The Angel… is not for me to say. I SUSPECT that… like everything else, it’s yes-and-no. It is so and it is not so… simultaneously.
The Body of Light is The Body of Glory. Many arcane texts speak of building/constructing The Body of Glory. Yet… other texts say that it all has to do with remembrance. It is a concealed memory because we still are what we ever were; covered and obscured by The Karma that exists between your real self and the machinations of The Personality, which… is… the… origin… of… Karma. Hmm… it all seems to fit together nicely. (grin)
Along the same lines is the occult process of rising-in-the-planes or… climbing Jacob’s Ladder is another way of putting it. I SUSPECT this is a very real thing that countless impostors have pretended to engage in. The first thing you have to consider… when making a name for yourself, is to create the legend first OR… at the very least, as… you… go along; provided you can pay the architects of your fantasy.
I am reminded of this exchange from Henry the Fourth;
“Glendower: “I can call the spirits from the vasty deep.”
Hotspur: “Why, so can I, or so can any man;
But will they come, when you do call for them?”
It is one thing to posture and pretend to be something, and there are those who’ve learned a few tricks and magic stunts, BUT… WHEN THE TIME COMES, and… come… it… will, and you have to demonstrate The Goods; can… you… do… that? Actually, no! You cannot. However… The Life Power within- AKA… God can… should you be savvy enough, and capable enough, to step out… of… the… way.
Every one of us is watched, often to the great amusement of The Watchers that compose the countless numbers of invisible entities, from both The Supernal and The Infernal Realm. You don’t get away with nothing. And… YOU… DO… NOT… GET… THROUGH… THE… DOORS into The Sanctum unless you are invited. You cannot steal Heaven. Heaven has a police force. In fact… everything we see acting out on this plane is represented in other locations out of The Bandwidth of your sight: as… above… so… below.
So long as you are determined to fool yourself… it will continue. Unless there happens to be an apocalypse showing up. THEN… ALL… BETS… ARE… OFF! You are going to be seeing things that you never imagined might be… AND… whatever the movie is that happens to be playing in that theater near you, it will have been tailored to the necessities of the location for… The… Purpose… of… Demonstration.
Be aware! Awaken sleeper.
End Transmission…….
The Second Coming (W.B. Yeats)
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
It always reminds me of Shelley’s Ozymandias
There won’t be any links today. For some reason I didn’t get around to it OR… there was nothing to report that wasn’t the same old same old; not that that has stopped me before.
GAB=
Light is temporary; darkness can go on as long as it wants but is harassed by light. What if darkness grudgingly agreed to allow a “Universe” for a while? The light comes out to play but the parents can always call it back in
Visible said it’s “The enduring template of true religion” : )
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B4diugMg5kQ
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For those who believe that the universe is not created (intelligently, and for a purpose), then that does not automatically mean that humans are the product of evolution…
I mean, might there be a creation phenomenon nested within a Big Bang starry vault?
Could there be gods that are derivative of a Big Bang event?
Maybe these gods evolved to a point where they conduct experiments with life, or do outright “deus ex machina” creation for their own amusement, or some other motivation along the malevolent/benevolent spectrum…
Maybe we are one of those experiments…
Regardless, any act of creation entails positing an ontological exercise for a reason, for an outcome—-or curiosity about an outcome of certain behavior…
This means that something is done toward an end—-or away from a beginning—-or even both.
The cynical option is that the universe is an accident, a purposeless “big bang”; a decompression event from an unstable singularity…
This eventuality tends to decapitate individuals from self-determination, i.e. living life without purpose…
But expanding on this cynical option—-once established as acceptable—-we might see the “big bang” conceptuality as being the product of psychopathic geniuses; if you have no conscience, it seems consistent to view life as having no purpose—-allowing genius to fill in the void by having an answer for everything thereby voiding all curiosity!
Ironically, Christ—-being the son of the self-acclaimed Creator—-obviates/abrogates any debate between evolution and creation because Christ’s reality as spiritual savior of humanity is greater than the more debatable reality of his Father as solitary Creator.
It changes what matters to us individually, not us as a race or species.
Christ is not as easy to dismiss as giving-his-life-for-others as it is to dismiss creation as the cause of the cosmos.
His intent is no assurance of intended outcome, but factoring in a mind-boggling array of miracles (which animated super-hero powers pale in comparison)—-including those empowered to do miracles on his behalf (disciples)—-his penultimate self-sacrifice likely had an outcome that was consequential beyond just his self-interests (part of a bigger picture that entails some entity that sent him).
The Game Theory exercise about there either being a creator/God or not, and the consequences of either believing in Him or not, is best applied to the historically real Christ…
If we accept that—-if not exactly the son-of-God—-he is a derivative of some greater reality/entity (in order to explain his being miraculously consequential on-the-ground and on-the-fly between the Wedding at Cana and his ascension), then he either did what he did for us or for some other reason, and that there must be consequences for us personally if we accept it or reject it…
Even if we don’t believe in his resurrection and ascension, even his enemies (the Jews) believed he routinely and effortlessly did miracles—-indeed, that is why they plotted against him; he was stealing the thunder of the Pharisees and Sadducees by driving out demons and bringing back people from the dead! They feared him because they KNEW that he was doing exactly what he appeared to be doing!
So, why would a truly miraculous human suddenly be out-of-tricks/trinkets/and-what-not when his jealous enemies finally caught up with him?
If they really believed he could bring people back from the dead, how did they correctly guess that he would not lift a finger to protect himself?
They did not appropriately fear him based on his demonstration of power over everything…
Or maybe they made a sociopathic calculation based on his predilection for helping people, not harming them…
Mob-think can “smell” submissiveness/goodness, just as evil can sense weakness/innocence.
Psychopathic psyches are finally-tuned machines for detecting self-limiting goodness…
When you are absolutely sure someone is “good”—-when you yourself are cynically-sure that there is no real goodness—-then that someone can be trapped by their own conscience.
Hence the current state-of-the-world—-a civil war between technologically-weaponized sociopathy (mob-think) versus good individuals!
The reason this is happening now is because Christ’s presence has been made irrelevant by the ascendancy of technology (from TV to smartphone).
We are all at the mercy of the wizards of technocracy to whatever extent we spend more time with the false gods of technology than in communion with the real God that Christ is…
Into this slipstream of Christ’s withdrawal will come all the negative energies (across the fear/loathing axis) generated by the frustrated-life which gave “value” to the currency that fueled this technocratic proliferation.
Those who accept the cursed U.S. dollar cannot escape culpability in all the frustrated/lost-lives conscripted in the valuation of that currency (through Federal Reserve debt enforcement since 1913).
The potential energy of sacrificial innocence is always stored in our natural surroundings reaching a natural limit after 2000 years.
A coordinated outflow is scheduled to happen soon, of course for the purpose of demonstration…
Whom is the Falcon flying in a widening gyre and who is the Falconer at the center who cannot be heard? Is the Oligarchy the Falconer -things are certainly falling apart at the center. Now we are learning their are no records from independent sources or historians that the first coming never happened, If there is no first there is no second coming- “The best lack all conviction, the worse are full of passionate intensity” more like -the best suspend all belief, the worse are full of hubris. Finally we learn that the sphinx has the body of a dog, not a lion. Maybe the Dog with the head of a man is the dog poet. Second coming? – just another Hollywood movie script composed of Jewish messianic malarky.
‘Blaming anything outside yourself certainly explains your part in it because yours is The Mind identifying it. The Fact is… it is all programmed on the planning boards of those who sit in the offices above the foundry at the manufacturing department of The Cosmos.’
I blame nobody but myself for the petty judgments and opinions that can sour my mind while out on the streets of Toronto. I have a particular revulsion and repulsion towards the corpulent and tattoo-laden white women. The hopelessness and despair wrought by the opioid demons has invoked a tangible psychic blight in the forest of concrete and steel. I constructed a ‘mantra’ in the spirit of the Great I AM to help me and perhaps the dear reader as well.
‘I AM that vivifying power, love, radiant illumination and divine grace of universal intelligence. Harmonizing, healing, and effortlessly GIVING and receiving all that is conducive to love and well-being.’
Given the visual assaults of advertising, despair, hostility, lingering Covid ‘protocols’, divisive multi-culti etc one has to keep their attention focused within and take ‘meditation’ out of the living room and into the streets.
Thank you for your tireless output, Les.
The Truth Will Always Be, Pat Metheny.
https://youtu.be/2DxfuGI_DaM
Give a listen to the undisputed living master of the Stratocaster, Jeff Beck, in his cover of ‘Nadia’. Listen to the flawless vocal-like 1/4 tone nuances at 1:20. Ridiculously gorgeous guitar tone.
https://youtu.be/YpqlwRvGeDA
Visible also said:
“EVERYTHING that you see and hear on the sensory bandwidth is an adaptation of SUNLIGHT”
For those with a bent for physics, Miles Mathis takes that statement many steps further:
http://milesmathis.com/best2.pdf
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I would like to address michaelpaulbo but that would be my 1980s
The ‘usually suspects’ praising themselves gratuitously for the alleged catastrophe that they singlehandedly prevented.
https://twitter.com/DHercegovacki/status/1363019947375554560?ref_src=