Visible Origami – April 1, 2025

God Poet Transmitting…….

So… now we are being told that Hitler actually migrated to Argentina where he had a cozy little life and a couple of children… yadda yadda. I didn’t get past the headline for the same reason that I never bought a copy of The National Inquirer in my life. I don’t know if it’s true, and I don’t care. It might be further proof that Epstein didn’t kill himself by a rather oblique inference, and maybe no one else did either, BUT… I still don’t care. That guy with the wild hair who is in charge of Argentina is another one of those cut-outs that gives the impression that conditions and events are now going in another direction… until it all cycles back to The Same Old Same Old.

It’s all noise to me. It’s like the chatter of woodland creatures that I would hear when I would sit in the woods… or the cries of gulls at the seashore. Some people want to understand the language of animals. Once again, I see no possible use for that unless you are a vet or you run into a bear, and communication skills might be of some help.

If I was sitting on the pier at Ocean City, New Jersey, and I understood the language of birds, what would I hear? “Hey, Clack Clack! See the fat kid on the red shirt? He just came out of the stall, and he’s got a whole plate of French fries!” I doubt you would hear anything like, “Well, no… I do not think that Kant’s work was ever exclusively a statement on Rationalism or Empiricism, I… yadda yadda, I… I… I.” It wouldn’t matter to me in either case. God had a reason for making seagulls. If he’s happy with the result then so am I. I’m not interested in listening in on their conversations.

I do see birds and animals in the faces of most people if I am inclined to indulge in a physiognomic read, but… I usually don’t find that very compelling anymore, either. It tells me something about the people with animals or birds in their faces; animals tend to indicate the nature of their appetites, and birds the character of their thought as influenced by the imagination, BUT… none of that takes me any deeper than that. I already know enough about human nature to be… by turns… deeply pessimistic or hopefully optimistic. Everything seems to operate according to wavy lines. You get straight and wavy lines from The Sun, BUT most people don’t have any great interest in that… when they have so many other things to think about.

The Genocide in Israel is horrific, but that horror pales in comparison with the rationale and justifications I hear about why it was necessary to burn the village (and its occupants) to save it. However… there are even worse horrors in The World at this time. Here’s a real beauty. I can find oodles more. Believe me! I can turn you off to the whole idea of life and the human race if I were so motivated, which… I… am… not.

You either have to develop the necessary detachment, or you will make yourself very unhappy thinking about these things. I have developed the ‘thousand-year stare.’ It is like the thousand-yard stare, but you get another kind of PTSD from it.

There are several camps of thought that contain millions of souls. In one of them, you have the people who wring their hands over the injustices in The World. Then there are the people who don’t care one way or another cause it’s just business, nothing personal. Then there are the people who recognize… without actually knowing it… that it is all out of their hands, and there are subsets and a great variety of other perspectives that have come up with their own necessary rationalizations for why shit happens, and there is nothing they can do except to keep moving on.

I notice that Change has gotten serious now; The Globalist agenda concerning Le Pen… the street war on Tesla (which isn’t having the effect The Deep State was hoping for.)… the ubiquitous wigging-out of The Gender Twisted Coalition… the general polarization of society between those losing ground and those who have the wind at their backs because… that is the direction Change is moving in. Change doesn’t care one way or the other about the players on either side. It’s not a matter of right or wrong. It doesn’t mean The Good Guys are finally going to win because that… never… happens, not in any complete sense. In the manifest sense, you are always going to get shadows.

Sure… there are ages of greater light and ages of greater darkness. They cycle back and forth through tremendous reaches of time. If you are fortunate enough to be in a period of greater light, well… whoop de do! If you happen to be present in a time of greater darkness, oh shit! Of course, there are reasons for you to be there… in either location. You’ll find out what that means at some future time.

The truth is that there are planes of being where conditions are always in a greater state of light and planes where it’s pretty dark all the time, and there are levels within each of the stages; call them degrees on The Dial. You WILL gravitate to that plane that best reflects your state of mind… your behavior… and your intentions. It’s math. Everything is math expressing in patterns of form that is temporarily assumed to reflect a particular combination of numbers. Just wait until The World finds out what that means! Yeah… we are moving, s-l-o-w-l-y and inexorably, toward a state of greater light. This means there will be periods of great turmoil. It means some people are going to be deeply unhappy and other people will feel however people feel when they finally see some daylight ahead.

Some factions like things the way they are and they are going to be increasingly more and more unhappy. Heads are going to roll. Reputations are going to be ruined. Truths long concealed are going to be revealed, and that is also going to make some people deeply unhappy. Some people are going to want to keep sleeping and dreaming. Those states will automatically be adjusted on a case-by-case basis.

Change doesn’t care about Donald Trump or Macron The Maricon. Change doesn’t care about George Soros or Bill Gates, and it doesn’t care about Instagram or Competition Mud-Wrestling. If you get in the way of Change, Change will steamroll right over you and never give it a thought. If you are in line with Change, then Change will carry you on its back. It’s like surfing and… either you know what you are doing… or you do not.

Yesterday, for the second time, X flagged me for hate speech that wasn’t hate speech. Every day, I see many… many much more egregious examples than what I said. At first, I was confused because their complaint made no sense. Then I realized it doesn’t have to.

Back in the day when I didn’t write too much about God, so as to annoy the atheist webmasters, and Patrick Willis was doing audio-visual compilations of my work, I would notice that this one got 80,000 visitors, and that one got 120,000 visitors, and… a week later I would see that YouTube had adjusted the numbers to 4 or 5 thousand. This was routine. I was Change… short of the necessary force… to get around the wardens and hall monitors.

Now, I see that X is systematically reducing the number of people who follow my account. At regular intervals they lop off a few because otherwise, the algorithms get affected. I asked Grok about why this was happening to me and it was because of the positions I take and the things I say. What I say is not acceptable to the people who make sure that X never stops being Twitter… where I never bothered to go… back in the day. I also have a low rating. You can ask Grok about your rating, and Grok will tell you. The thing is… I don’t care. I don’t care even a little bit. I do what I do because it is what I do, and it goes where it goes until it goes somewhere else. An attitude like this makes the whole experience tolerable and even enjoyable on occasion.

You have to do what you do because you love and enjoy doing it. Otherwise, you won’t be inspired and you won’t do it as well as the people who do love and enjoy it. Now… this may not always be the case, but… it is a general rule. When you love and enjoy what you do, it doesn’t matter if anyone else is having the same experience. That doesn’t enter into your concerns. You would do it regardless of whether anyone paid attention to you or not.

There are much larger audiences in and out of The World than most people suspect or have any idea of. This is how you get invisible friends, by addressing them through the mediums of your art, by making your passions sing. I used to go and sit in the backyard or on the porch with my guitar… and start singing… and the birds would soon join in. We were speaking the same language. I already speak the language of birds and beasts because Love is The Universal Language. All hearts respond in sympathy with Love.

If you can reach and touch The Invisible, and… everyone can do this, The Invisible WILL respond, and not just invisibly. The whole idea of being successfully alive is to be able to come into tune with everything else. Harmony is the self-sustaining medium of Joy in perpetuity. No one starts out as a great dancer. They had to work at it. The same rule applies to everything you might ever wish to be capable of, and Love not only makes it possible and easier, it will also make you really good at it, and…

…one last thing.

End Transmission…….

Today’s Original Song is;

The Young Suffer and Long and The Old Regret.

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