Visible Origami – July 2, 2023
God Poet Transmitting…….
We are now approaching a main crisis point. Those captured by the delusions of personal power are increasingly beset by Mr. Apocalypse AND Lady Awakening, which are pressing upon the consciousness of ALL life… as Life transitions to the next wave… and next level of operating consciousness. Desperation is becoming increasingly palpable… to those who could not feel anything previously… other than the surging heat of their own misguided ambitions.
In the former times of the previous age… malefactors got away with all kinds of vile nonsense. They grew comfortable… complacent… and confident in their abilities to harm… offend… and force others to submit to their will. They were ‘to the manor born.’ The rest of us were serfs and sheep in their eyes. Now their whole fragile house of cards is coming down around them.
They are driven by an intensifying fear of loss… a cumulative sense that it is all slipping away from them, AND… IT… IS. What do they say? “Desperate times call for desperate measures?” It’s something like that.
Those who hijacked the traditions of mystical Egypt in the later days of Free Masonry. Those who perverted The Sacred Magic of Abramelin The Mage… who reversed The Kabbalah… so that they could disport with demons because the angels would not bend to their twisted plots. The same who have taken control of the seats of temporal power. They know… they know the change is coming.
They are possessed… and they are obsessed… with getting beyond the transition before it takes hold… with the intention of shaping it to their will, that they might command conditions for the whole of the next age. IT… IS… NOT… GOING… TO… HAPPEN. Because of the degradation of their spiritual nature… they hardly understand physics anymore… much less metaphysics.
Do they not realize that the only reason they were able to take hold of the previous traditions and institutions… was because they were already on the way out, and they were PERMITTED to lay waste to them… in order to set the stage for what is to replace them?
When a house falls into disorder… be it a real house… or a metaphorical house… rot invades the timbers… the previous pointing leaves the bricks. The cellars grow cold and damp… and mold appears. The roof leaks. The paint fades and curls. The porch falls in, and weeds invade the garden. No one cares to attend to it anymore.
This happens with clockwork precision in every age. The best of that age carries over. The rest is composted to become nutrients. Evil is a nutrient when properly handled.
There… is… never… a… time… when Evil gains the upper hand across The Earth… except in appearances… for a brief time… at the time of transition for… The Purpose of Demonstration. “These are the times that TRY (read test and trial) men’s souls.” We are in such a time to see what we shall do under the force of the inflowing inspiration OR… the pressure of mounting fear.
Do we master the conditions within us, OR… do we buckle and give way before the weakness of our nature? That is something for each of us to handle according to what we value. Kirk Cameron is doing his part, and he is inspiring others. We… the good and decent defenders of The Family Unit… and the core principles that have guided Humanity through many a storm and trial are The Many. The destructive and degenerate are The Few.
Caught between these two poles of possibility are a not insignificant number who only want for examples and guidance. Some are rising to the call, as… is… ever… the… case. Matt Walsh is doing his part, and many others are hearing him.
I’m not trying to rah-rah The World with things you’ve already heard from The Boy on The Burning Bridge… or Henry V on St. Crispin’s Day… John Paul Jones, and others. I’m just stating the facts… Mam. There’s nothing new going on here. It’s pretty much the same thing every time. A few of us do great evil. A few of us do great good, and the rest are swayed by the rhetoric of one side or the other.
In times of great villainy… heroes rise for The Purpose of Demonstration. Theseus… Perseus… Jason… Ulysses… Hercules, and many another… all have their counterparts in these modern times. At the moment… a number of them await instructions. A number of them do not yet know that they are heroes, or… that they are awaiting instructions.
Believe me! The whole thing is scripted to an irrevocable outcome. Unlike material conditions seen here and at a wider reach. In The Invisible Realm… the battles… and the war are already over. The results of that are now precipitating onto the manifest plane. It takes longer for conditions to appear on the physical plane than to think the thought that shapes and becomes them.
In the couple decades that I have been engaged in this phase of The Work, I have heard the dogs barking many times. I have seen them in the rearview mirror as the caravan moves on. I’ve heard the snide commentary from those who are not capable of The Work. I’ve heard the excuses and encountered the varieties of opposition, BUT… I KNOW… among the very few things that I do KNOW… that The Divine is in control of EVERYTHING at ALL TIMES… NOW and FOREVER!!!
I can rest… in absolute confidence… in this unchanging truth. It matters not to me what those who will not join in common brotherhood might say. What they say defines them. It… does… not… define… me!
I am not concerned about the Halloween spooks that jump out of the shadows crying, “Boo!” I do not fear the creatures of The Dark that I know with certitude are deathly afraid of The Light. I do not listen to Chicken Little crying about this… that… and the other thing. None of these self-generated fears… of what has not yet come to pass… move me at all. I’ve been through the wars. I know what I’m up against.
I also know what I’m not up against. I’m not up against ANYTHING that I don’t water with my negative attention… paranoid concern… or fear of the loss of something material. There are immaterial things that I would choose not to lose… BUT… as it so happens… they are part of me… and cannot be lost because they are part of God as well.
The way The Dark Side controls The Hive Mind is through The Atavistic Backdoor… through button-pushing appearances… and through Wormtongue commentary whispered in your ear… or clarion-cried from The Conning Towers of Temporal Deceit.
Some people will stay on the sinking ship because that fear holds them in place. Some will lock their doors against the enemy… when the enemy is locked inside with them. Some will listen to liars or be consumed with rumors of potential gain. Nothing is worth having that compromises you… that steals your integrity… which then blinds you to what is… and to what you are.
There is no difference between life and a movie… that is also a dream in The Mind. Life is longer than a movie. One might say it is… potentially… many movies strung on a strand… one connected to the other. For some it is a chaotic transition that… at the end… leaves one no better than they were before, and sometimes even worse.
For others… it exhibits an ever-dawning clarity and unity that resolves into an eternal present… where both past and future flow in and around the one who remains unmoved… and unchanged… by either.
God commands everything… including Time and Space… and every law and rule he has set into place, he can set aside as it pleases him. This does not mean he needs to do so because they are time-tested and true, BUT… He can. He can. His powers are limitless and he desires… deeply… to share this with you. It is the purpose of existence itself. God is in search of boon companions. Imagine how what you see around you must make him feel.
HOWEVER… in every age… across the endless stretch of change… that is the definer of this plane… he does… now and again… find a boon companion, and it pleases him mightily. He can barely contain his joy at having found someone to play with. He’s like a child in that regard. Living outside the prison house of time… causes you to become childlike. It’s how it works.
You’ll see. I don’t know how long it is going to take you, but… you will see.
End Transmission…….
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Wow!
“Those captured by the delusions of personal power are increasingly beset by Mr. Apocalypse AND Lady Awakening.”
Well, this could apply to me, but I’ve very little power, apart from my gobbing on here, and it’s questionable, as to how many can read my ramblings, but going on AI bot replies, no one agress with anything I say, but my opinions are as valid as anyone’s.
The next point. Mr Apocalypse, is just a state of mind. I don’t see a nuclear world war as a bad thing. This is a thicko sheeple choice. A more serious bioweapon pandemic could kill huge numbers, but all by thicko sheeple blessings, because this has been well understood for 40 years and more.
If we look at the 12k catastrophe cycle, this is just part of nature. Nature isn’t just trees, grass, waterfalls and Meerkats. Nature is the universe, not just what sheeple see in BBC wildlife films. When the Sun fries this planet, it’s just normal.
As to the awakening, this is just an alternative media trope. I read and listen to all the awakening shit, and most of it is deeply flawed. The two party illusion, the so say climate change deniers, just the flip side of the climate (anthropogenic) change nutters. Or those who bring themselves to accept the fact the West are just Nazis in the NWO sect.
Time is up. We’re in that point of the game, when time is up, we know the clock says extra time is up, but the whistle has blown. This is strange time, but wakey woke time it’s not, and if its the ‘apocalypse’, you just overslept. lol
A snapshot of dog-poetry in action…
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Absolutely profound! I could read this 10 times!
Thank you Les. Thank you. I really needed this today. Can’t believe how you hit the nail right on the head. It’s like you were in my living room over the last 24 hours.
We are already shifting into 4th dimension, a full shift takes app. 200 years, creatures from the past can be encountered.
Those who gather materialism, money, possessions put themselves in a catch 22 where the more they have, the more they have to worry about losing, so they fight for more which only increases their desperation not to lose it. And yet there’s no doubt they will lose it all at the end.