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Reflections in a Petri Dish \u2013 Aug 22, 2020<\/strong><\/h1>\n
Dog Poet Transmitting…….<\/h5>\n
I had an unusual experience today. I was meditating this morning, as I do every morning, for an hour to an hour and a half from 6:00 AM on. It was a remarkable meditation in any case. It appears that my friends on the other side, in the wider and more refined reaches of the bandwidth, know that today is my birthday and that was a wonderful present. It doesn’t get better than that. It can get more intense, deeper, and more profound. It can amplify and expand but it doesn’t get better. Love and ministrations from The Celestial Realm cannot be improved on, only increased.<\/h5>\n
This morning, while I was meditating, the thought of, the image of Dax Shepard came into my mind. I didn’t even know that was his name but I knew who he was because I had seen him in films. He reminds me somewhat of Owen Wilson in his style of humor and I enjoy both of them. Most entertainers are peripheral to me. They are off to the side. There is only one celebrity that is directly in front of me and that is the various personifications of The Ineffable, as he appears in whatever guise he assumes… for… The Purpose of Demonstration.<\/h5>\n
Having finished my meditation, I came inside and went into the kitchen to fix my second cup of Morning Thunder tea. My life moves in a ‘somewhat’ clockwork fashion these days. There are certain routines. The Big Pot of Morning Thunder is one of them. It came into my mind that I would like to hear, \u201cIndependence Day\u201d<\/em> by Bruce Springsteen. Rarely do I listen to music at that time and if I do, it is usually Gospel or Worship Music. Those are wide banners for me and under them are songs that many people would not categorize as such. As I went to the Alexa (constantly eavesdropping) Box, the image of Dax Shepherd came up and there was a brief mention that he had spent 7 hours at the hospital due to a motorcycle accident.<\/h5>\n
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Wow! I don’t know if that just happened or if it was in reference to another time. I haven’t looked into it BUT… he came SO CLEARLY into my mind during the meditation. Hmm… That sort of thing doesn’t ‘usually’ happen to me. Does this presage some new ability? I often get a metaphysical present (or two) on my birthday, especially lately. That would be interesting.<\/h5>\n
I’ve managed to detach myself (pretty much) from expectations. What comes, comes. What goes, goes. I’ve had some revelations of late that have transformed the day to day for me. One of them is the mindset that there is no me. The presence of ‘Me’ hinders the presence and passage of The Divine. I can either be aware of me or The Divine. In the process of practicing this in every moment that I can remember to, which is… often, I have come into some understanding of The Operation of the Sun. It is often termed, \u201cThe Operation of the Sun and Moon with the aid of Mercury.\u201d In the procedure, my job is the fixation of ‘my Mercury’ upon it being in operation. That is my ONLY task. I DO NOT accomplish the work myself. That is done, entirely, by The Guardian Angel. It proceeds as long as I DO NOT HINDER IT.<\/h5>\n
This came to me in visceral fashion, as if to say, in the words of John Milton, \u201cthey also serve who only stand and wait.\u201d<\/em> Milton was not referring to this. They say it was about his blindness. Hmm… interesting. Given that this could be about my blindness too. Milton was a towering figure in his time, much like Ben Johnson, Victor Hugo, Charles Dickens. There are a number of these historical icons and that has little, or perhaps nothing to do with the subject of this post… digressing… digressing…<\/h5>\n
I was ‘told’ that in all the time when I am not interfering, the process will proceed.This is what we do. We get in the way. We work contrary to our best interests, through the larger portion of our lives. ALL MOTION is God’s, whether it be personal or impersonal, the power to move comes from God. Thought and feeling are motion too. The Tarot Card, The Chariot, exemplifies the posture of one who permits the unhindered passage of The Divine.<\/h5>\n
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Bota Deck, The Chariot<\/p><\/div>\n

Its descriptor is, \u201cIntelligence of the House of Influence.\u201d It represents, ‘Triumph in the Mind’. I read that as one who successfully stands guard at the Gateway of the Mind. One who has stilled the Reactive Mind. One who is able to step aside and let the Great Life Spirit, change personas like we might change from one set of clothes to another. Think of Arjuna in the chariot with Krishna driving. Think of the Sphinxes like a team of horses. These are powerful horses and they can take you galloping down the road or, should you lose control of them, these mind senses, take you crashing off into rough terrain.<\/h5>\n
The Chariot has always been symbolic to me of my personal life challenge. There are 3 cards and they are in a row; The Chariot<\/span><\/a>, Strength<\/a><\/span>, and The Hermit<\/a><\/span>. My life is supposed to be a transit from the one, through the other, to the other. Once one has triumphed in the mind, one takes control of ALL subhuman forces= Strength and then one, naturally, attains union with the Supreme, Indwelling Self= The Hermit. I suspect that each of us has a series of cards (archetypes) that we transit through on our particular, personal route up the mountain. It either gets ALL OF YOUR ATTENTION, or… you will depart from it… that window will close AND the default dream of your life will follow to death and then rebirth, death, and rebirth, until THAT LIFETIME when you’ve had it with death and rebirth, not to mention the ‘little chat’ you have in-between appearances.<\/h5>\n
There is the little life that each of us occupies till the tape runs out and there is the greater life of all of us, collected in a common time frame. Some doubt the existence of the one I call, Mr. Apocalypse. Briefly defined, that would be God in a particular outfit and he is VERY MUCH in action at this moment<\/span><\/a>. The whole of Kalifornia is under the spell of a cabal of kindred types<\/a><\/span>. Here is what one fatuous lunkhead had to say about the Trump engine they want to derail, \u201ctheir coroprste (sic) lobbiests think they be in control.\u201d<\/em> This is a white guy, culturally appropriating with, \u201cthink they ‘be’ in control.\u201d<\/em> He just fell into the elevator shaft of my measure of esteem. This is ALL the work of Mr. Apocalypse! The fires… the OVER eleven thousand bolts of lightning that hit in a short period<\/a><\/span>. The extreme high heat and tinder conditions. The homeless epidemic. As James Baldwin said, \u201cthe fire next time\u201d<\/em>. Kalifornia is a case study in irony and mutually clueless self-destruction. Judgment is being done.<\/h5>\n
We are only in the preliminary stages of Judgment. The Avatar is sweeping the inner planes and driving all of the long-entrenched powers and principalities of negative intent, OUT INTO MANIFESTATION for Judgment. This is ‘how he do’. The steaming load of hypocrisy demonstrated by John Cusack and his ilk has made its malodorous way to Heaven’s Gate. An appropriate response HAS BEEN SCHEDULED.<\/h5>\n
In the mean and in-between times, each of us is occupied with those duties or attractions that compel us to our waiting destinies. They are the stuff of our Fate and ‘most of us’ are blind to the implications that they portend. Life… IS DEMONSTRATING before our eyes and… as ever… \u201cthere are none so blind as THOSE WHO WILL NOT SEE.\u201d Each of us is presently engaged with our version of what we think is important and… \u201cas a man thinketh, so is he.\u201d I am ASTOUNDED at what I see unrolling and unraveling at the moment. I am further astounded and astonished that seemingly intelligent people DO NOT SEE what is in the Event Horizon.<\/h5>\n
THEY… whoever ‘they’ may be, have decided that they will, AT ANY COST, prevent the sitting president from being reelected. This, they have decided, no matter what the cost, to ‘pull out all the stops.’ Most probably don’t know this but that phrase is based on the nature of the pipe organ; the ‘stops’ on a pipe organ. It means to ‘make every possible effort’. This is what I mean when I say, AT ANY COST. What this SHOULD TELL YOU is that there is NOTHING they will not attempt in the process. It is as if their very lives were at stake and… perhaps they are. Certainly, their plans for a REAL HORROR SHOW are on the line. So… what is going to happen when Push and Shove get into that Steel Cage Match? We will surely see. Mr. Apocalypse WILL determine the outcome. The plans of everyone and anyone are of no consequence, except as they apply to the result intended by Mr. Apocalypse.<\/h5>\n
It IS in motion. Are you in some state of HINDERING or… are you NOT HINDERING? Hindering can involve all kinds of complications. Not hindering is simplicity itself. The pressure WILL INTENSIFY. The pressure will intensify like rising wind. Whatever you are holding on to is going to bend and your grip is going to weaken until the force becomes so great that one can no longer hold on. There is pressure without and pressure within. IF what you are holding on to is holding on to you, the outcome may be different. It also may be that the wind will not be at a fury everywhere and it may be that the pressure within and the pressure without is no pressure at all in some locations. It just may be equal to the degree of the pressure we put on ourselves with our resistance to the overflowing fountain of everlasting love.<\/h5>\n
God is merciful beyond human understanding. At ANY point, one may relent, one may repent, one may cease their hindering. The Presence of The Divine, within each of us, IS WATCHING AND WAITING. People are going to be spinning like tops. Each of us has a weakest link. Our opposition CANNOT stand against the superior force of Mr. Apocalypse. Will you surf the wave or will it crush you? The power of irresistible change is growing by the hour and the Dance of the Headless Chicken is about to commence. My prayers are with all of you at this time and most certainly with the unfortunate residents of Kalifornia. A great many souls are trapped in a nightmare they are only now beginning to comprehend. May God’s mercy release the living waters of his light.<\/h5>\n
End Transmission…….<\/h5>\n
Today’s Song is in the process of being recorded;<\/h5>\n
\u266b Let me stand in the living waters of the light
\nLet me go where I\u2019m led until you find me
\nCall it God or love, it\u2019s something you can\u2019t name
\nNo matter how it comes, it will always be the same<\/em><\/h5>\n
You can\u2019t find it in religion or the money that they make
\nThere\u2019s no fish to feed the multitudes, no lady in the lake
\nAnd dressing like a vulture well, that can\u2019t be where it\u2019s at
\nWhat kind of wisdom comes from a man who\u2019s dressed like that?<\/em><\/h5>\n
You can beat a man with words but the Bible\u2019s not a club
\nYou can change another\u2019s heart if you enter it with love
\nAll that dogma\u2019s just confusion; You can argue there all night
\nI\u2019d rather stand inside the living waters of the light<\/em><\/h5>\n
I went looking everywhere, I opened every door
\nIt got so sometimes I forgot what I was looking for
\nAnd now I\u2019ve just forgotten what it was I meant to say
\nMake sure you travel light and you will find it on the way<\/em><\/h5>\n
CHORUS-<\/em>
\nLet me bathe in the water- In the waters of the sun
\nThat flows out of the heavens to wash over everyone
\nLet me swim in the water that is everywhere in space
\nAnd the never-ending source of the smile on my face<\/em><\/h5>\n
For all the things that happened and none of them were real
\nIt\u2019s a world of smoke and mirrors where you don\u2019t know how to feel
\nBad magicians in the shadows, it’s a prison world of night
\nLet me stand in the living rushing waters of the light<\/em><\/h5>\n
If God is everywhere then why is he so hard to see?
\nThey say God is invisible. He’s not invisible to me
\nIf he’s hidden in your heart is that why he’s out of sight?
\nLet me stand in the living waters of the light<\/em><\/h5>\n
Let me bathe in the water- In the waters of the sun
\nThat flows out of the heavens to wash over everyone
\nLet me swim in the water that is everywhere in space
\nAnd the never-ending source of the smile on my face \u266b<\/em><\/h5>\n
Oh… what the heck… after all;<\/h5>\n

\u266b Mr. Apocalypse is Coming<\/span> \u266b<\/em><\/a><\/h3>\n