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It's an interesting curiosity; the many differences between the East and the West. In the West, the cow is seen as the source of dairy products, steaks and burgers. There is nothing divine about the cow in the West. It is just a commodity and an ill treated one at that. Whatever happens to a cow is for the profit of those employed at bringing the product and parts of the cow to market. The conditions in which a cow is forced to live and the treatment of them is nothing short of reprehensible. The slaughterhouse abattoirs are something out of a nightmare. Beef is big business and the men at the top have big influence in government so that now when someone tries to expose what goes on behind closed doors, it is a felony to attempt to secretly record these things. These things have been going on for a long time. Upton Sinclair wrote a powerful book about all of these doings called. “The Jungle.” That was awhile ago. It's not just the cows. It's bad for all livestock in the corporate zone. This is not about the other animals at the moment. It's about the cows. If it weren't for government supports, a hamburger would cost well over a hundred dollars.
In the East, in India, there is a whole other attitude and to the culturally conditioned westerner some of the practices and beliefs of the Indians are considered bizarre, if not insane. Western medicine kills more people than it cures. That is an established if unpublicized and much denied reality. In India they have an ancient system of healing called Ayur Veda. It is pretty impressive in its way and addresses causal concerns rather than symptomatic issues. Of course they have symptom cures as well ...but that is not the essence of the science. Western allopathic medicine is largely symptomatic and very much a captive of the massively profitable AMA-Pharmaceutical Complex, where the West is being poisoned and its youths' brains turned to mush. What will be the result of this? It is hard to say. The destiny of a given time is one thing and the inspired efforts of a handful quite another. The most important feature is the degree of power expressed through that handful who have found it possible to get out of the way. The world has always been positively transformed by a minority of souls, working for the spiritual education and edification of the majority. Lately what we see the most of is that minority that is working to the detriment of all. There are reasons for the appearance of this.
Unknown to most, their souls struggle in an agony of darkness in hope of light. They lumber and list and shift from side to side in this carnival of errors. It is a nightmare of illusion but the pain is real. It hurts. Few know why it hurts and the pain is truly multifarious. It seems to be attached to nearly every event and condition in life. Sometimes the pain is immediate and sometimes it is a cumulative result of bad habits, perpetuated to that end. Irrespective of manner and means, it arrives. Essentially all pain is the fruit of attachment. Attain true detachment and you are free of it. I don't know why it works like this. I only know that it does.
It seems to me that one either comes to recognize the futility of their own efforts and failed awareness of their state or... they learn to, or comprehend the need to, give up their fealty to the one who has usurped the place of the true indwelling divine. We host The King of Pain in the obvious spaces within and have marooned our real self in the trackless wastes somewhere behind. We have made ourselves into a habitation of demons. We don't recognize how many of them there are. Whenever I sneeze, I always say, “Go to Hell! Bless me Lord.” This shocks some and amuses others but I believe this is one of the mechanisms by which we cast them out. We acquire them through the blandishments and performances of our appetites. They come into residence and they are the ones who eat our food and spill our wine. We acquire them through our desires and it is the quality of our desires that determines whether we host the demonic or are attended by angels. It is as if there is some endless ladder that has its roots in an opaque murk and whose upward swing curls into light and whose end cannot be seen. There is a demarcation point; a line of sorts, where below it, one is in descent and above it one is in ascent.
There is another feature to all of this, where the strength of the draw is amplified in one direction or another, due to the times in which one finds themselves. If you are in a time of material excess, the effort upward that is required can be exceptional but everyone has access to power to achieve, through the grace of those who have stored up such grace for this very purpose.
Perhaps I am weak and so I have needed the assistance of those. Perhaps we are all weak and have come short of the glory of god. I am past debating whether I could have met the demands of the course on my own, or not. In my experience I have not been able to and so I have had to cry for help and help has come and I have surrendered my needs and aspirations into the hands of those who wait in the invisible for anyone and everyone who is brought to the places I have been brought to. It is no easy thing, even with help. It takes all you have and if you are selfish or unwilling, you will fail.
I just heard about someone I know who allegedly got around 200,000 pounds through donations that he had requested and someone was excoriating him for this, saying he was very vague about his reasons for getting them. He had said some things. I haven't inquired beyond what I read; yet. I read the article but I'm not going to link it. My reasons are that the article seems very haphazard and accusatory without there being any real information; yet. I don't care for accusations, unless there is a body or a smoking gun and the accusations seem premature to me. I also know the guy, have met him and at one time I thought of us as friends but he's not a really easy person to be friends with. That's okay. I don't expect everyone to be my friend and I would prefer that most people were not, because our values are so contradictory. I prefer to just get along with people as much as I can and then leave before it gets to that stage of intimacy and acknowledgment that is more than most can handle.
I explain it like this, “With some people you can say Hello and that is it. With some people you can talk about the weather or ask them how their kids are and that is it. With some people you can have dinner and actually want to see them again. All the while you are watching them to see where their buttons and beliefs are. You learn not to probe too much because everything reveals itself in regular time. Somehow, out of the mix, you might find a friend but it is necessary to be cautious because you can hurt people's feelings without meaning to. A lot of people talk the talk and don't walk the walk. You have to know how far to go and how much to expect from anyone and the best thing is not to expect anything at all. Most importantly is to have a light touch, to understand the metaphysical nature of 'catch and release'. You do the best you can, You do not go beyond that. All things in time.”
I realize from this incident and from information that has come my way about Zen Gardner and some number of people who work in the general area that I work in that I am without a doubt the poorest individual working in this sphere. I've wondered about that. Is it because on occasion I have given the appearance of being insane? That's possible. I have certainly alienated potential patrons during my residence here in the virtual world but it can't be that because I am certainly less crazy that any of the rest of these people and no one can provide evidence of corruption or venality on my part. It just doesn't exist; temporary behavior outside the usual spectrum of human engagement, sure ...and it's been intentional and I make no apologies for it but... that aspect has been at an end now for some time. What I believe is that we have exactly what we need and that has been the case with me. Mr. Apocalypse can be very stern and that means with seeming good guys and seeming bad guys both. He plays no favorites. In the end it is better to be free of the profits of self interest, or the scandals that can destroy a hard earned legacy. We will be paid in the currency we seek and in my mind there is no question about the currency I seek. I make it through every day. I have shelter. I have food. I have the tools of my trade. I have clothes and I don't have 200,000 pounds (grin).
Nothing said here is a judgment on anyone. This is a polemic with the intention of making certain points for us all. One should never value their efforts based on the amount of money that is realized out of them; look at the Kardashians and so many examples that can be given and are already known. Money is not the arbiter of value. Value is what endures and the longer it endures the more valuable it is. There are levels of value. Some are only relevant to the moment and some exist through time immemorial. It is up to us what we consider worth pursuing and worth having. I will leave that in the hands of all.
Tuesday, August 30, 2016
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Monday, August 22, 2016
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Wednesday, August 17, 2016
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Greetings my dear friends on this auspicious day. All days are auspicious when the ineffable is the centerpiece of your existence. I woke up to a strange new world today. Something is very different but I do not know exactly what that is. It has a lot to do with the way I am experiencing it. The day might be the same as any other but the way I am perceiving it has changed. The ineffable is much closer than before. I have come to believe that if you have spent the larger part of your life in pursuit of and admiration for the ineffable, as an adjunct to the false appearances of the aging process, the ineffable begins to burn away every veil and extraneous distraction. The time will come when your sincerity has been proven because you are still at it and the ineffable knows that you will continue to be at it and that you have come too far to go back. At this point the ineffable becomes more and more pervasive and starts to take over every aspect of your existence. This is a certainty and all you have to do is to persist in your end of the equation. That is all that is required of you and it is vastly accelerated, if you comprehend the meaning of the greatest commandment and employ the greatest commandment as comprehensively as you are able. This tandem, while employing relentless focus and industry, puts the whole process in Turbo mode. This is what you want.
In honor of this being a special day of transition we are going to do a temporary reversal of the usual template and start out with the spiritual and then move to the material, instead of the other way around as is the norm round here. Of course, in my mind it is all spiritual and only appears as the two because we have divided the world in our minds. We want to unify ourselves, not divide ourselves. The agents of darkness have the division agenda as their primary concern. Most of us believe that we have an independent mind; that all of us have an independent mind and after a fashion this is so ...but in truth, in the comprehensive sense, there is only one mind and we individualize it. It is as if there is a vast ocean and our individual consciousness is an inlet out of the greater sea. Realized masters exist in the ocean itself as their persona and this is how they come to resonate with one and all.
So, we will go from the seeming spiritual to the seeming material and then loop back again. First up is this lovely example of zombie think. You cannot be unaware of the zombie trend in movies and other media; certainly there is an army of zombies in the contemporary music business. There is nothing accidental about this. As you will note in the article, this kind of thing has happened before. There are a number of designer drugs going around at the moment that are geared in this direction. Most people don't know that Little Georgie Sorrows owns Tavistock. Yes... Rothschild poster boy front man owns Tavistock and Tavistock... MKUltra and the CIA umbrella are behind the chemical composition of a lot of these designer drugs. Back in the 80's I had the pleasure of taking REAL MMDA. It was utterly remarkable. Please forgive me for talking about drugs in this brief moment but I am trying to make a point where drugs are only an analogy. MMDA/Ecstasy was made illegal at a certain point around that time. I believe this first happened in Texas and one must understand the power of the California Board of Regents. They were that organization where research into the benefits of X/MMDA was going on. They made sure that they were allowed to keep on keeping on. I won't get into all the legal speak about it but I followed it. Shortly after this, the Israelis took over the Ecstasy market. This you can prove out should that be important to you. Take my word on it. From that point on, you couldn't get the real deal anymore and I have never seen it again.
They get you engaged in certain substances and then they alter the chemistry of it and it becomes something far different than it once was. It is at Tavistock and these other Satanic think tanks where they experiment on people to see the results of their perversion of the original chemistry and how it matches up with what they are after.
Today... being not like any other day, I am doing something I have never done before; instead of watching a movie or one of the NFL pre-season games, I am watching “Keeping up with the Kardashians” and “I am Cait.” Wow! I knew it would be demonic and lame at the same point. It is meeting my expectations. What fascinates me is not the main players but all those sidemen that are on the sidelines, jockeying for face time because it is as important as the candle flame and the light fixtures are to moths, with, I think, the same result. I have never seen any of these programs before. Truly, “evil is banal.” I think it was Hannah Arendt who said that. I seem to remember it had something to do with Eichman. Of course, she was/is a Tribe apologist and reality shisk-kabob chef. That is irrelevant. Even a busted clock keeps time twice a day and out of the mouths of demons can come angelic commentary; not for long but it can happen.
We live in an odd world, in an odd time and odd things happen. It is almost as if the truth and reality are an inadvertent result that inexplicably comes out of every effort set against their appearance. This is the wonder and beauty of Mr. Apocalypse. No matter what you do, or how much money you have, or how skillfully you orchestrate the lies that are created to make you rich and powerful, the truth leaks in. Mr. Apocalypse is unstoppable. Mr. Apocalypse is 'the bomb', literally. Here is what I advise anyone who might have an interest to study and then accept with a whole heart; appearances tell us one thing and for the same reason over and over again. So it seems that the forces of darkness are far more powerful than they actually are. At NO TIME has the almighty not been in charge of everything. When the almighty decides that the time has arrived for anything that the almighty wants to have manifest, it is a done deal, period. All the almighty has to do is think something and it is a reality, period. When the divine decided to manifest as Mr. Apocalypse, that was/is that. Nothing is going to stop Mr. Apocalypse and everything attempted or done by any or all of the agents of the infernal realm will turn to the fulfillment of the will of the almighty. No matter how duplicitous, or Byzantine, no matter how labyrinthine or complex might be the plots of the fallen, they all work to the completion of the cosmic will. The cosmic will is behind everything that has ever been. By this I mean it precedes it. The Cosmic will is at the furthest edge of the future, looking back on the moment, far in advance of anything that transpires on the way to that point and whenever the planetary destiny comes to that point, the cosmic mind and will are once again at the furthest possible point beyond looking back AND at all times the cosmic mind and will are immersed in the present, in fact IS the present, is the environment, the performers and that objective witness apart, simultaneously and forever, within the moment deepening beyond the reach of any mind but the cosmic mind.
God is the be all and end all of everything. If it takes you ten million years or a moment so quick it cannot be measured, you will find this to be true. There is no escaping that the divine is all things all the time. As is said about Jesus Christ, and I am paraphrasing; 'same today same tomorrow, same forever'. That is the gist of it. Some see this as a dictatorial posture, something unbearably inescapable; What about what I want?!! What you want is what god wants. Desire is the agent of God's will. In the totality of it, the love of and surrender to the almighty is the ultimate freedom. It appears as a contradiction so long as the false self holds sway. Once the true self has come into residence, you realize that you are that. It is what you are. God is the perfect expression of your own true self. There is no other and it is the same true self that exists in everyone but which is expressed through that unique and particular stained glass window of the personality, which is that common and all pervasive light, refracted through the individual expression of it. It's not that difficult. I was extremely fortunate. It happened to me with such force that I had no defense against it and in an instant, I agreed and complied for all time. Certainly there has been suffering in the process of a surrender into the unavoidable assimilation ...but that only brings tears of joy so sweet that only the experience of it can define it. There is no other vehicle in words, or music or gestures or thought that can come close to the unspeakable experience of it. You are changed forever.
Let us close by updating the journey to come. Because of the response, the state of Washington is now on the map and in the next few days I will list the states we will pass through. Keep sending in your contact info and location so that it can all be added into the mix. This should be fun.
Much love to you all!
Radio broadcast still resident in the ethers.
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Friday, August 12, 2016
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Hmmm... Jim Sinegal is at it again, trying to improve the world. The guy is in his 80's but he is tireless. What he has done with Costco over the last couple of decades is impressive. I'm not all that much into material things but I appreciate excellence and every effort that has the good of the human race at the core of it.
Then there are the usual suspects, getting away with it at the moment. I've been thinking about the Avatar meme, which is supposed to be prominent in these times. More and more it seems to me that the avatar is the sum of its parts and not some individual force as has been the case in earlier times. Way back, civilization was confined to a few locales and all of them interplayed with each other, as was the case when the teachings of The Christ made their way to Rome, or the teachings of the Buddha migrating to China. Then there is the curious projection about Pontius Pilate being born in Scotland and you can find theories that Christ came out of the UK and had some connection to the Arthurian legend. I used to have a TV show in New York and these two fellows would appear on it now and again and with charts and graphs and what all, they would argue about how the whole Christian tradition came out of the UK. They were pretty well armed with all sorts of theories. I used to roll my eyes on occasion. I wasn't very polite (grin).
In any case, like we just said; 'the sum of its parts' and that is why I have always speculated that LSD was one of the attributes of the avatar; an item held in one of the avatars four hands. It certainly changed the face of modern cultures, influencing the arts and nature of the communications of the time. The other main feature of recent times and generations is, Mr. Apocalypse. He is to be seen ripping the camouflage and coverings off of all that has been concealed for so long. Long standing trends of applied confusion, the shenanigans of the high and mighty; lies, lies and more lies, being torn out into the antiseptic daylight of a world in transition.
We have mentioned what we have today to point out that no one knows exactly what happened at any particular time in history. When we look at the blatant lies that are the main product of the media these days, how can we have any certitude about what happened a hundred years ago, or a thousand years ago? Not all lies are constructions of malice or dedicated self interest. Sometimes it is the result of a faulty imagination or a poorly functioning intellect. We are not so luminous as once we were in former yugas. We are in the Age of Head up the Ass. These days when some important toadstool shakes some nickels out of their millionaire and billionaire pockets it is all about; “Look what I did for you!”
There was a time when Bill Gates was handing out 5000 dollar checks for playgrounds and whatever the Hell his wealth apology was and the press finally decided to go after him for being a cheap sonofabitch. Following this bout of bad publicity, The Gatester decided to give all his wealth away but only after he is dead. Of course, he has been dead for some time, so I don't know just how the math works out in this regard. Fast and furious followed on the heels of this as Warren Buffet and all the rest of the avuncular, sweet uncles of prosperity followed suit. Any fool would know that this is all some kind of tax dodge and by the time they get around to it; who knows what the final result might be.
Hypocrisy seems to be one of the more bountiful fruits being reaped these days. A good example is Prince Charles with his World Wildlife Protection scam. They just shoot and kill and drink and bugger but since it is the public on the receiving end and they are senseless, I guess it's okay. I think it was that great humanitarian bulldog, Winston Churchill who said that the British Navy was founded on buggery and the lash; no telling which one came first. If you are a student of history, you know how truly cruel the English have been; to the Irish, during the Opium Wars, in the time of Dickens and certainly of late in the gratuitous murders of hundreds of thousands abroad, at the behest of London bankers. I try to grasp the import of these things and so many another horrific slaughter from Rwanda, Indonesia to Leopold of Belgium. East Timor, The Sudan, Idi Amin, Pol Pot... the list is much larger over the last handful of decades. Here's a list. God help us.
The sheer scope of the misery is beyond the imagination of most all of us. Then there are the plagues and terrible political escapades of Mugabe and so many other world assassins. There is the Mossad, at work in countries around the world, who are engaged in the sport murders of so many and always... there are the lies and justifications that do that Lady Macbeth hand washing thing with all those, “perfumes of Arabia.”
I try to see beyond it all to that glimmer of the hope of light approaching. Only the ineffable can bring about the necessary changes in consciousness. It is beyond the scope of any soul here, save for the invisible rishis, who are always at work in the backdrop behind the veils of appearances. We are seldom aware of all the selfless and compassionate souls who labor in unified harness for the salvation of this tormented world. The hands of the cosmic clock go round and round, while the painted harlots go up and down (with apologies to Joni Mitchell).
These days, the worst of us are worse than we might ever have imagined they could be and the better representatives are either afraid or distracted. There is no measure of right and wrong anymore, unless you are not 'connected'. Then we have some variation on 'too bad for you.' The bad guys, well... they got the wind of vultures beneath their wings. They have a carrion scented deodorant. It is as if something really did crawl up and die there. One reaches out and one reaches in but there is no sustainable purchase in either place. One's hands come away and stink of putrification is on them. It is like trying to hold on to a zombie well past their sell by date. You have to move silent and in solitary directions, hoping that either night, or the darkness of collective ignorance will conceal your flight.
I wonder sometimes what I am doing, calling attention to all of those things that few want to hear about. I should be traveling with the circus I think, or operating as an usher in a revival tent. I'd like to preach the message of Jesus Christ but I see what it got him and I see what happens when you are not after the money. Seriously, I don't know what happened to Jesus Christ. I've heard a lot of theories and I don't trust the historical record. If all they have done is lie, regardless of whether it is William Shirer or Bertrand Russell... I'm trying to recall someone who did tell the truth. I'm guessing Martin Luther would qualify and Solzhenitsyn. You really have to use a trained discrimination to come to any objective awareness anymore. The truth is a troublesome conveyance. Whatever fear attends your piggy back ride avocation, you're going to find yourself at a disadvantage.
My friends, I will cut it a paragraph or two short today. I've got something on my mind but I won't know what it is until I step away from this. I might not know then either but at least I'll have the advantage of less interference. May you find shelter from the storm in these times of trial. Surely the light will break at some point.
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Sunday, August 7, 2016
Religion is necessary within cultures, during those times when the general consciousness is incapable of being aware of the instinctive truth of being. One need only read Lao Tzu to see how it can be in times before the general human interplay, sank into the morass that we see today. In times of material darkness, sometimes you need certain glues to hold the whole thing together, even if the best thing is for it to fall apart. It's one thing to say something should change period and it is another thing to be in the middle of it when it changes. I am no revolutionary in that regard. My only revolutionary impetus is a revolution in consciousness and once that is effected the world is of no concern whatsoever. The world as we think we know it is a projection of our minds. Change the way your mind sees and identifies and you change the world; at least that portion of it that you inhabit.
Most people probably think of it as a romantic tune. For me it is the embodiment of my love affair with the ineffable and one can get the sense of this in the first two lines of the song. It doesn't get mentioned again but it sets the tone for my own understanding of it and which leads to “make me do for love what I would not do.”
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Wednesday, August 3, 2016
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