{"id":260156,"date":"2022-10-21T07:23:42","date_gmt":"2022-10-21T07:23:42","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.thetruthseeker.co.uk\/?p=260156"},"modified":"2022-10-23T07:04:58","modified_gmt":"2022-10-23T07:04:58","slug":"its-a-more-strident-alarm-for-the-ears-attuned-to-the-sound-of-the-birds-going-silent-and-the-wind-holding-still","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.thetruthseeker.co.uk\/?p=260156","title":{"rendered":"&#8220;It&#8217;s a More Strident Alarm for The Ears Attuned to The Sound of The Birds Going Silent, and The Wind Holding Still.&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1 style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Visible Origami \u2013 Oct 20, 2022<\/strong><\/h1>\n<p>Dog Poet Transmitting&#8230;&#8230;.<\/p>\n<p>Life has its hard candy sides, sometimes it has a hard center too. When you know the&#8230; general&#8230; why&#8230; most&#8230; things&#8230; happen&#8230;if you are of a philosophical bent&#8230; and not just bent because your plumbing went&#8230; bad, and the wiring set the house on fire inside your head&#8230; then you can appreciate the hard side of things&#8230; BECAUSE&#8230; YOU KNOW&#8230; what happens when you go soft. Some things should be soft and some should be hard and the problem arrives when you confuse them. That kinda changes the message of&#8230; \u201chard cheese, old man.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>The little warning signs of a coming tilt; malfunctioning world weather of The Hive Mind&#8230; ratcheting tension&#8230; general disorder coming soon&#8230; to a sidewalk near you&#8230; is sounding a more strident alarm for the ears attuned to the sound of the birds going silent, and The Wind holding still. That moment of awesome cessation&#8230; of the inhalation&#8230; is upon us, almost like a gasping for breath on the periphery of a panic attack; right&#8230; when&#8230; you&#8230; could&#8230; have&#8230; caught&#8230; it&#8230; BEFORE it caught you.<\/p>\n<p>It changes the whole dynamic&#8230; when you are able to wave the cape and step aside&#8230; rather than ride the horns of the bull into a gored selfie. All drama queens get their moments of real drama, just like The Boy Who Cried Wolf. Gaining control over yourself is a gift that just keeps giving; no more into the fray, you live to fight another day. The spirits of conflict and contention are looking for easier meat.<\/p>\n<p>\u201c<em>Yes&#8230; I knoh&#8230; I knoh<\/em>\u201d; you wish you could do something, BUT&#8230; you will only make it worse or&#8230; it turns on you in a fury of rage. Empathy is a grinding irritation. Perhaps you will create a pearl? Meanwhile&#8230; The World goes on, no&#8230; matter&#8230; what&#8230; you&#8230; do. Every single day, those without conscience, collect money for people in need, AND&#8230; they are the people they are collecting it for.<\/p>\n<p>They do&#8230; not&#8230; want&#8230; to&#8230; cure&#8230;Cancer. There&#8217;s too much money in it. They don&#8217;t want to cure any of those diseases. Those diseases are their livelihood. Cockroaches do not want to clean your kitchen. Rats are not babysitters. Evil is an abandoned construction zone, like the road to Marbella. Evil is all the leftover building supplies and refuse that were generated in the construction of something good. Everything has its purpose. Using a hammer to pound a screw is similar to not following your own dharma.<\/p>\n<p>Something is coming. It&#8217;s big&#8230; but it&#8217;s stepping quiet. The Emergency Broadcasting System is engaged in radio silence. Something is creeping, BUT&#8230; everyone is sleeping, AND&#8230; even if you are looking directly at it, you can&#8217;t tell what it is. No one&#8217;s ever seen Change up close. Oh&#8230; they see the results of it all the time, BUT&#8230; Change itself? That&#8217;s very much like seeing The Wind.<\/p>\n<p>Some will be running wild. They do&#8230; not&#8230; want&#8230; it&#8230; to&#8230; touch&#8230; them! Otherwise&#8230; THEY&#8217;LL BE CHANGED!!! Some&#8230; of course&#8230; will embrace the change. They&#8217;ve been waiting for it their whole life, and&#8230; probably before that too. It will warm some and it will burn some. It will cool&#8230; even chill&#8230; others. It&#8217;s going to be EXACTLY what you need, whether&#8230; you&#8230; like&#8230; it&#8230; or&#8230; not.<\/p>\n<p>Everyone has called it up in their rituals of thought and feeling. It is a kind of invocation. Everyone has been building it in&#8230; invisible space. If you were to talk to The Wider World, their eyes would glaze over soon enough. It&#8217;s the Krispy Kreme one-stop-shop for the cotton candy minds. These are the people who took LSD and all they saw were the groovy colors. You could hit them on the head all day long and still&#8230; all they would see are the colors.<\/p>\n<p>Humanity exists in sectors of awareness. If it weren&#8217;t for Mr. Apocalypse and The Great Awakening, they&#8217;d all just ride the see-saw Biorhythms&#8230; and call it Good and Bad by turns, depending on what they like and what they don&#8217;t like. Go around the corner and the reasoning is reversed. That&#8217;s because most people confuse Logic with Reason. With Logic, you can prove and justify ANYTHING. It&#8217;s not supposed to work like that with Reason, BUT&#8230; you know&#8230; it&#8217;s part of the times we are living in.<\/p>\n<p>Boys and girls in arrested flight are frozen on Grecian funeral urns. They will never catch each other. They will only think that they have. It&#8217;s like the legendary lovers who call to one another over impassable space or an angry ocean. Longing&#8230; never&#8230; ends. The World is a product of desire, and it is not The World that is seen by those whose desires are woven into a single cable. What you are chasing is not what it appears to be. What you are chasing is your own imaginary tail.<\/p>\n<p>One day you will grow still. All that is cycling by you will also pause. You can then step in and out of it at will. The whole of Nature is filled with remarkable sources of wisdom and fulfillment. There are spirits who live in trees. There are others in the air, the water, and the Earth. All of them would gladly share what they know, if&#8230; you&#8230; knew&#8230; how&#8230; to&#8230; ask. Angels circle out of The Sun through the endless day, as The World turns through its seasons.<\/p>\n<p>Now&#8230; Change&#8230; such as we have not seen in many thousands of moons is coming upon us. It is almost as if Truth were raindrops falling and&#8230; the contact resulted in every sentient being&#8230; suddenly seeing themselves as they are. For some, this would be a priceless blessing. For others, it would be torment itself, as if it were personalized, which&#8230; indeed&#8230; it&#8230; is. That from which there is no escape&#8230; is that which is revealed to you in your own mind through an irresistible awakening to it.<\/p>\n<p>It is The Prodigal Son amongst the swine. Those of the rakshasa mindset, have no desire to return to their far home. They like it just fine where they are, BUT&#8230; some events cause the sense of pleasure to depart. Some events change the way of things. Change is coming.<\/p>\n<p><em>buddha&#8230; buddha&#8230; buddha&#8230;<\/em> snarls the machine-gun scream;<\/p>\n<p>&#8230;the ironic<br \/>\nvacuous banalities<br \/>\nand fecundities of redundancy<br \/>\nlike the be-ata-tat-tat-tat-titudes<br \/>\nof&#8230; scripture&#8230; looking&#8230; to&#8230; score\/<br \/>\nblessing the cannon fodder meek&#8230;<br \/>\nwith the prospects of war.<\/p>\n<p>Unknown and forgotten they bloomed on their own<br \/>\nlike Kudzu growing up through a broken cell phone.<br \/>\n&#8220;<em>Yeah&#8230; she might be buried around here, we&#8217;d never know.&#8221;<\/em><br \/>\nsaid the fat detective with the crime scene clipboard<\/p>\n<p><em>&#8220;They&#8217;ll be wanting authenticity, which is why they&#8217;re filming here.<\/em><br \/>\n<em>This is the last place anyone saw her disappear.<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Apparently&#8230; she liked to do that sort of thing.<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Made her feel like people loved her, but&#8230;<\/em><br \/>\n<em>this time we don&#8217;t know;<\/em><br \/>\n<em>usually&#8230; within the week&#8230; she would show&#8230;<\/em><br \/>\n<em>been gone two months now&#8230; or so.&#8221;<\/em><\/p>\n<p>and so it goes. Change is coming. This is one of those times when you REALLY want to BE&#8230; THE&#8230; CHANGE, by not&#8230; disturbing the waters. They&#8217;ll be plenty roiled without your oar intruding. We are not referring to that fatuous canard by the feckless&#8230; former&#8230; leader, which actually meant, \u201c<em>Be the same old same old.<\/em>\u201d Martha&#8217;s Vineyard will now be producing basilisk vinegar.<\/p>\n<p>Here&#8230; on the precipice, my friends&#8230; it is wiser to reach up and in&#8230; than it is to jump out and down. The Dark Splendor is shining with a million winking lights&#8230; welcoming you to Babylon and beyond. It is there that every appetite is satiated and then leaves you a junkie in search of the elusive facsimile fix&#8230; \u266bain&#8217;t nothing like the real thing baby\u266b Wow!!! Look at all the colors!<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>End Transmission&#8230;&#8230;.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Some few links and such at GA B=<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/gab.com\/visible\">https:\/\/gab.com\/visible<\/a><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.visibleorigami.com\/2022\/10\/its-more-strident-alarm-for-ears.html\">Source<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Gaining control over yourself is a gift that just keeps giving; no more into the fray, you live to fight another day. The spirits of conflict and contention are looking for easier meat. 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