Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Dinner with the Devil and the Patanjai Method

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

May your noses always be cold and wet.

The power of the obvious is as great or as muted as the mind of the perceiver. You see what you see based on what you permit yourself to realize, to the degree that that realization puts you in danger of estrangement from your colleagues and the world around you. The world is sick and you are sick, to the extent that you accommodate it, for the purpose of the sensation and appearance of operational harmony and a security in the freedom to maintain your place in it.

England and principally London and more specifically, The City, is the financial center of the planet. Decisions of life and death the world over are made in The City and the will of The City dictates the policy of the House of Lords, the House of Commons and #10 Downing Street. MI5 and MI6 are the leashed and unleashed Doberman Pinchers of Commerce. The Black Nobility of the Royal Family and the debauched aristocrats who use the Magna Carta for toilet paper every day, are with loving and fearful fealty, bent low to osculate, possibly in the manner of the French, the central locus of the devil’s rear end. It’s a religious experience. The first line of offense is the international bankers. Chief among them is the Satanic Rothschild dynasty, whose main focus is the spread of dissension, discord and the promulgation of wars for the purpose of financial profit and geopolitical advantage in the pursuit of financial profit. Until the primary source of world wide oppression and discontent is rendered impotent, there can be NO JUSTICE AND NO PEACE.

The idea that any other cause might be the source of planetary ills is pure delusion. The bankers ARE the problem. In the legend of Jesus Christ, his moment of greatest wrath and outrage was directed at the moneychangers and these were the origin of the plot to crucify him. They controlled the Sanhedrin and every manifest religion, except for the occasional schism niche here and there is simply another arm of the Globoctopus Banking creature. The comparison is apt; given their tendency to finance and spread an inky darkness of lies as their defense in the process of literally sucking the life from the public, as well as their strangling grip on the fortunes and welfare of humanity.

When terror by any name and under any flag raises its head, Bankers are financing it. When children starve in war torn countries, Bankers are financing it. When esoteric efforts at reversing the Kundalini potential in everyone as well as false teachings and bogus techniques, are initiated through the camouflage of free sexual expression, or any other medium, Bankers are financing it. When a depression occurs, Bankers have financed it. When inflation comes, Bankers have engineered it. When famine comes, Bankers have orchestrated the policies that led to it. When truly absurd laws go on to the books, lawyers who work for bankers have written them. Shakespeare was precise; “first we kill all the lawyers.” Without lawyers, Bankers could not conduct their business. When are lawyers of the greatest importance? It is in the time when the rule of law has been subverted to serve the interests of the rich and powerful, to the detriment of the people. Then you need lawyers to fold, spindle and mutilate whatever stands in the way of their free enterprise and performance of personhood, which, dripping with irony means, the enslavement of the populace.

The number one banking family are, consciously devout Satanists and they are joined by the other 12, 13 being the number for a coven. Rumor has it that there is always an extra seat at the dining room table for Satan. This and just about anything else of a depraved and perverted nature is certainly 100% true because; “By their works ye shall know them.”

Do you want to insure that your life results in the highest possible benefit to you? Make that quote your motto and leave good footprints.

Let us now turn to elementary logic which... is inarguable. Everyone believes in the devil, despite that popular polemic that the greatest whatever that he ever did was convincing people that he didn’t exist. I am not here to argue whether there is an individual entity that is red and has horns and rules over the Inferior Kingdom. I am not here to argue whether there is a luminous force that rules over the supernal superior kingdom. What is indisputable is that we live in a world of opposites. Without that there could be no magic, white or black. Without that there would be no lies crafted for the purpose of confusion and control. Ergo; one opposite, logically and mathematically confirms the other. This is a no brainer. Query just about any atheist and they will ultimatly reveal that their reasons for such a posture has to do with the temporal side of the equation; the international churches whose preposterous interpretations and legacy of offenses against humanity is also inarguable. The only thing that proves is that (in Kali Yuga) the lord of the inferior realm controls the policy of organized religions; “BY THEIR WORKS YE SHALL KNOW THEM!” Ball... basket... swish... nothing but net, which I might add, doesn’t catch anything and that is a deep metaphor for what is under discussion.

You can learn all that it is possible to know, simply by utilizing The Patanjali Method, subsequently bypassing The Peter Principle. Cosmic mediocrity can be measured fairly precisely by the degree to which one is influenced by lies. The success of the 1% is due to their cleverness in manufacturing and disseminating lies. Human nature is not all that complex and depending on the age, the general population is either more, or less, stupid. The manipulators do not have to control the entire bulk of humanity. All they need is a certain percent, who are, to a workable degree, influenced by ignorance, fear and the prospect of personal gain. Imagine a carrot on a stick attached to a horse’s neck. This is an exact metaphor... or a hamster on a treadmill and this is all made possible by debt and the pursuit of things that are very often elusive and sometimes hard to acquire. By the control of a particular percent, the other percent is set against that percent and there are, seemingly some number of other percents; indifference would certainly be one but this is just the appearance of it and the main weapon of the banker elite and all their fellow travelers is... appearances. That is why this symbolic representation is associated with... the eye.

Though occasionally interspersed with faulty reasoning and erroneous thought, you can’t do much better in terms of back and forth than this, when it comes to getting some idea of the archetypes that control the human experience. The difference between those who are aware of ‘the reality’ of these forces and one who is not, is that they are in a position to work in accord with them, instead of being bounced around by them with the obvious result.

If you want to step out of the control pattern of those who exert their control over the masses, you have only to comprehend the nature of the various archetypes and their interplay ...because those manipulating humanity simply reverse the natural intent of the archetypes and that’s permissible because of the age. Every so often and certainly not often, a time comes when most individuals in the world are given the opportunity to make a quantum leap in consciousness and Karma. Set against this, is the force and power of the deceiver in whatever form. The beauty of your situation and the initiator of the confidence to go forward and endure at all points, is that you are not accomplishing this yourself. As a matter of fact, you only accomplish as much and go as far as you permit what has already accomplished it to accomplish it within you. That takes away all the heavy lifting.

I suppose I could be hung out to dry by the forces of this world but that could only happen if it were allowed to happen and it would only be allowed for the purpose of demonstration AND... in consideration of this, the outcome hinges on my routine and daily presentation of intention and values in the course of living. I will be summed up by this as will you. Yes, there are some other powerful arbiters of your fate but there’s no need to list them because you can intuit them if you are, ‘of a mind’ to and if you’re not; why should I let my fingers do your walking for you when you have no interest in walking that way to begin with? Cogito ergo sum... Cogito ergo sum.

End Transmission.......

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27 comments:

Anonymous said...

YEAHWAY !!

the simple dynamics of positive change are in this missive...

and should not be missed.

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...according to Jesus your neighbor is NOT a Synagogue of Satan "MONEY CHANGER or Pharisee" from the stool sculpture deity cult compound..."City of London" or the branch office in ZIONIST OCCUPIED Palestine..

sincerely

Davy

Brian Crossland said...

Yes, a truly absurd law with malice aforethought, to spread fear and of course destruction of the family unit as per protocols.
All whilst the purveyors are being evermore exposed thank god.

galen said...



Well, being somewhat of a traditionalist and all, just have to mention Thanksgiving. At my house it's a veggie feast with a toast to turkeys and Native Americans. And here's something I'm giving thanks for. Yeah shameless, and dedicated to all my pen pals:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q6Em1h6gXVU




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Anonymous said...

.... and then there is the 'Osho Zen Tarot' hehe

-bodhati

Visible said...

'zen tarot' is just a tad ironic, just a tad.

Anonymous said...

Happy Thanksgiving to all!

Go Lions! McCob

Visible said...

Certainly "Go Lions", 'this week; (grin). i think you can pretty much count on some angry guys at home.

Anonymous said...

Your blog posts are more and more en pointe Vis.
Great stuff.
Carmen

Anonymous said...

Let's manifest an Eagles victory in Dallas.

Mandocello

Anonymous said...

Vis,
A while back you wrote about having met Gilad Atzmon. You conveyed a quite favorable impression of him both as a musician and as a human being.

In an article on the musical career of Robert Wyatt (a founding member of the 1960s British band Soft Machine) in the November 20th 2014 edition of the London Review of Books---that beacon of a left-wing, smugly atheistic, relentlessly(if not hysterically) politically correct brand of intellectual literary journalism, and which has become about as shrilly zionistic as the New York Review of Books--- Jeremy Harding glibly sums up Gilad Atzmon’s musical relationship with Wyatt as follows:

“…He’s been drifting on the wider currents of anti-Zionism with the saxophonist Gilad Atzmon, an Israeli-born Jew. Atzmon is a serious musician and a celebrity outcast, driven by the Palestine question to a very public vilification of Jewishness that scares most people off, including Palestine solidarity committees across Europe and the U.S. Wyatt thinks Atzmon is driven by an ‘intrinsically non-racialist philosophy implicit in jazz’. But that’s a puzzle: either Jews aren’t really Jews or jazz isn’t what it’s cracked up to be…”.

One can only imagine how dismissively your artistic, literary and spiritual journey would be characterized.

Mandocello

robert said...

(part one of four)
Thank you for your continuing stellar service and for the space you create for communication!

What follows will be no more than a friendly reminder to those who know or feel the One within. To those whose identity is rigidly enforced by ongoing harassment from their parasitic mind, this may be perceived as a challenge. Read for enjoyment or not, as you will…

Over-Identification – The Ego as Yang and Identification as Yin


First, the primary assumption is: process makes value and useful facts. There is no static truth nor concept which is of any use in the inexorable dynamic of Life, other than to get started in the direction toward the true center, instead of away from the manger.

Learn to write your own code creatively or blindly adopt the code written for you by your ever-Life-hating cult, these are the polar extremes. All the true masters of their Spirits pointed the way to find your center of being and to learn to balance and dance and play fair with it.

There is no catechism which can take you beyond kindergarten, only live creative communion with your inner You, which by now we all should know is the Ineffable One, however many layers may presently exist between us.

Depending on your embodiment, its sensitivity, its capacity for carrying the current of Spirit in real-time, and the integrity of its nervous system, we learn at different rates, different depths and from different amounts of destruction along the way.

In this embodiment, this person writing chose to learn all lessons the hard way, to avoid boring repetition of tests along the way. To teach my bones the lessons as they grew, to avoid confusion later in life, as much as possible. (Nice try kid!)

With Spirit flowing in overwhelming intensity through my system, out of even the most disciplined masculine control, all strategies to deny the Presence were exceeded by the ocean of emotional energy.

Seeing and feeling the destructive power of losing my temper, I demanded of myself that I minimize collateral damage from my lessons, even if it made for a long road home. Only the few who cared enough could come into my circle or life bubble. At all costs to personal progress, I desired to avoid making a mess for others, to not add to their confusion, causing them to stumble on their way.

The first business for a living being is to find a point or focus of a living physical self and try to match or harmonize with the Big Center, or the One Being. At first, this occurs on the level of biology, in order to coordinate the universe of microscopic lives into a viable harmony in balance with the living environment and the physical matrix with which it is in dynamic union.

As children, we are all about trying on identities for size, at first, trying to please the sovereign beings around us, the Mother/Father god/goddess in the flesh, then friends and the cult at large. If we are paying attention and brave enough to keep out consciousness awake long enough, this game gets old after we master the basics. We continue to shed former identities like dead skin, too small for our present being, but start to go ever longer between new skins….

robert said...

(part two of four)

Regardless of our astral persona, shaped by the gravitational nesting fields in which we are embodied, there is not a deep enough foundation laid to build more character in depth. Every color, every ray in which I temporarily identified as me was confounded by Self, whenever that infinite spectral Being returned from eclipse.

The I Am radiation flood lighted through my persona, my personal mask. Every back water eddy of my etched personality revealed by shadow as the Center of all being showed up with true Sovereignty.

Over-identified self, buffeted by continuing demonstrations required only milder psychedelics to stir the mind from slackness. It was always clear how limited my “I” was, in relation to the cosmic child’s insight.

It took all my effort to pass among the more-identified, presenting my artistic compromise of a personality, while I looked for a way to be more than a mask, yet still relate in a useful practice, waiting for others with whom to play a newer game than "stroke my ego, I'll stroke yours".

At some point, we reach a major choice in our embodiment: continue to pursue the inner truth at whatever cost or, find a role to play in the cult of cruelty that is human society; even the most aboriginal demands fealty to the group in exchange for survival.

In our modern, more fluid (at least it was before the upper crust began its descent into terminal madness) society, we could find niches where we could retain our public persona yet pursue our inner relationship in integrity, seeing this as pragmatic quietism, not hypocrisy, as long as we could stay balanced and reasonable in facing our fellow sovereign beings, however conscious, and serve some useful, productive purpose in agreement with the will of the One, in exchange for our untrammeled inner life.

Contrary to popular propaganda, this has ALWAYS been possible, if the will was there. Not fun or easy but doable. Too many awakened ones have come here and shown us to miss that point.

So, we shed our too-small conceptions of who we are, in fits and starts, always re-balancing as well as we can, the inner experience of unlimited-ness with the outer experience of our seeming impotence in influencing our daily experiences at will.

But if we continue, we reach a major plateau, where we would like to act on behalf of the Will of the One, which is to serve the highest comprehensive vision with the most creative and sustained effort, yet we find that there are leaks in our resolve and blots upon our inner vision that destroy our efforts to be good puppets to the Will, as we see it.

Are we just too lazy, too weak, too egotistical? Since the ego is just a tool for expression and training it is really a fairly straightforward exercise, provided we have cleared the cult’s confusion out of our will and perception well enough, there is some other force at work than mere egotistical excess, which can be learned from and forgiven anyway if we continue to strive for alignment with the One.

robert said...

(part three of four)

Ever notice how hard it is to perceive what you do not allow as part of your identity? “I am this, not that… That is not me, so I cannot have been like that, I did not act that way”. The cult confuses this blindness as mere egotism but it is actually the inverse.

Picture an iceberg: the dangerous immovable mass is below the waterline of conscious awareness, so to call that part of the ego creates paradoxes that cripple the creative mind seeking solutions to painful lessons.

Distinctions:
Mind is not equal to ordinary consciousness, AKA ego.

Mind not separate from Center or heart, but the tool to serve the will’s expression.

Our experience with an entire cult of “head-cases” leading their being with their intellectual processes running on empty promises, instead of leading with active, in-the-moment awareness, has further confused our self-programming.

Contrary to intellectual fools, the use of our creative ability to self-program is NOT to write the best programs then let them execute automatically, while we control our reactions to maintain our chosen identity!

Our power is intended to be used in real-time, sustained adjustments to being LARGER in awareness than the moment before, to allow more and more of the One to embody WITH US, as we yield limited identities in favor of ever more inclusive, ever more comprehensive conceptions, to allow more UNLIMITED being to come into our experience, in an indefinite expansion.

The power to rationalize (in the best sense) is to allow us to ride the waves, to become better surfers without end, YET retain some balance to allow safe interaction with the rest of Creation and especially, with those who can’t even swim yet or worse, who despise the water of life, recoil at true feeling, who prefer canned emotional reactions to controlled intellectual programming.

In short: Our minds are designed to self-program to expand, infinitely, to allow the Heart of the One the space it demands to play at our level, along with us, as our hearts grow out of enforcing identities in order to limit feeling, to learn to trust the creative leadership of the Mind of the Child, exploring physical creation in pure wonder.

The Yin of the identification process, accumulating reactions to a lifetime of painful experience, “taking them to heart”, becomes Over-identification when it dominates all nascent tendrils of Yang expansion with fear and resistance, at the unconscious level.

How to put your hands in your head and clean out the patterns of perception, some from our own hands’ doing but most absorbed wholesale from the cult and the magnetic resonance of human suffering throughout the years, millions of them, in actuality?

robert said...

(part four of four)

Not so easy and in fact impossible without the power of the One to sweep emotional patterns clean with one pass of an honest-to-God feeling, one feeling larger than ourselves, larger than our puny objections but more tender of our sovereign balancing act than any human embodiment can achieve, out of the infinite strength of will which true gentleness requires.

We are all Yin to the Creator, so acceptance and yielding are more useful skills than blind willful resistance. Unless, you like pain for its own sake and pay no mind to the pain you cause to the other sovereign beings sharing this plane of Creation.

We are gracefully granted our own space and time to practice our very own Yang expressions of will power and creative vision, in either gender of embodiment.

To whatever iconic identity we cling tenaciously, WE ARE FAR MORE than that! Every point we reach in comprehending Being MUST give way to the speed of Sovereign growth. We require no intellectually fossilized identity to protect our sovereignty from those even more over-identified with their limited selves!

Though such may be drawn like moths to the Father/Mother flame they see shining, a natural space is created around Being without personalizing forces, by sheer radiant pressure.

In order not to involve the over-identified in my growth spurts, I found a reserved field to play within; not a shell nor castle but simply continued choices to be free. Anything or any one that I thought I needed to attach proved painfully to be delusion when I came back to my center self.

We live and die all one, not alone but singular. Human bonds come and go with fleeting emotions; those that remain and sustain among sovereigns are consciously voluntary, in fractal geometric relation to the bond between all sovereign beings and the One.

Every stopping point in growth causes pain and crashes from resistance to flow; there is no hovering in the middle of an acrobatic move, not until we can make a fugue out of time.

Every ritual, processing time to restore a former identify is futile.

Every moment focused on riding fences, on minding the boundaries of limited identity

Is time wasted in the temporal lobes instead of being in Time

Every vision strained through a conceptual identity, straining against the view of the heart

Is space to expand lost to puerile perception instead of feeling in Space

Playing with personal realities is fun to be outgrown; when the lessons drag it is time to play a better game: Beyond one-dimensional see-saws of linear thinking: black or white, left of right, good or bad, high or low

Into multi-dimensional motion, like the music of the spheres, or dancing on an infinite waterfall

We long to be more than any of our identities allow, so let us be more!

Anonymous said...

via Homer..

Patangali!! I think he tripped over me at 'Joe's Place' earlier!

Visible said...

For a long time I did not like Gilad. I thought his whole world was built around Gilad and that he had a self promotion number equal to David Icke; should such a thing actually be possible but... I met him and after that, the way 'he is' seemed like a good fit. It seemed okay for him to be like that; larger than life, with a capacity to swallow up all the oxygen in the room.

He's immensely talented. He seems to be born for the things he does. We spent a little quality time together and our regard was also mutual. It surprised the Hell out of me. I couldn't get over it.

Earlier in the year he stopped by here to visit with a doctor who works for the Palestinian causes and runs something called The Palestinian Cafe. We had a great afternoon and then...?

I never heard from him again.

Visible said...

That's going to be a rough go, given the location of the contest. It can happen, given Romo's penchant to shoot himself in the foot. Unfortunately, you have Sanchez who is equally famous for that kind of thing and who can be pretty much guaranteed to throw at least two interceptions. Murray and the O line seem to be the deciding factor. I think it comes down to McCoy having a good day.

Vick is a much better QB but I don't know how badly hurt he is. Too bad about Foles.

Right now, my PATS are looking nigh unstoppable. They even have TWO of the best RB's besides Murray and Beast Mode going.

Good luck!!! There is a GREAT menu up today!!! I really dislike the QB for SF (really) and I'm not to high on Seahawks either but I hope they crush the niners. I expect Detroit to win.

Visible said...

A new Petri Dish is up now-

May you be Ever Thankful, Today and Always.

Anonymous said...

Hey, Viz, I remember back on Thanksgiving Day, 1962 my Detroit Lions walked all over the Lombardi' Packers and dealt "the pack' their only loss that season. Green Bay guard and hall of famer, Jerry Kramer said he invented the, "Look Out Block." That is where he would turn around and go, "Look out, Bart!" to warn QB Bart Starr that Detroit defensive lineman were on their way. Not too much glory for my Lions since then.

I have 3 weaknesses. Reefer, sweets and the Detroit Lions.

I think that there is an entity called the Devil. It can take any form it wants, any gender, or it can even be something inert; anything that might tempt someone into doing something that they know is wrong.

Once while I was driving truck I had to spend the night in a dropyard -nothing but semi-trailers in a huge lot- where I had to leave my trailer near Richmond, VA. I was the only person on the grounds and the place was lonely, quiet and more than a little creepy. (Truck drivers always have a little money on them and are a good mark for mugging.)

Anyway, I go to sleep and have a dream that there is a man standing in my semitrailer with the back doors open and he is using it as a platform for a speech. There is a throng of people listening.

The man was dressed like a truck driver. I could tell because from the neck down he was illuminated but his head was in shadow and I couldn't see his face. I am listening to the speech when the guy next to me says, "That's the Devil." Just like he might say, "Hey, that's Elvis." I then awoke in a cold sweat. My blood felt like ice water.

When God separated the waters he didn't create rain. Water is the essence of life and 2 waters means 2 worlds where there are 2 different kinds of life: physical life and the kingdom of God. I think that sometimes dreaming puts us in touch with the non physical life.

Go Lions!

Happy Thanksgiving, Mr. Visible! Love your writing.

McCob

Anonymous said...

On the subject of Gilad, has he come out and identified the Holocrock LIE yet? I think not.

No excuse. He really needs to get behind the wheel. 9/11 could use his efforts as well.

I thought his book started excellently and then fizzled. Maybe I should try it again...but I have a few doubts still.

Visible said...

That was one of my primary concerns about him and I said as much here on the blogs earlier in the years. That gnawed at me. As far as I am concerned, anyone who does not acknowledge that is an impostor; I have live a decade and a half in an actionable zone concerning that and you see how it has gone with me.

When you are with god, god is with you. Amen, end of story.

mikem said...

Vis, you hit it right about Shady McCoy and the Birds but it was Romo who fell apart and Sanchez looking with each passing game as a competent QB.

With Chip Kelly pulling the strings things are looking pretty good for the Birds if they can avoid the injuries that plagued them earlier in the year.

And Jerry Jones probably
downed a case of Johnny Walker Blue in his "Palace" after watching that melt down of the 'Boys.

Visible said...

Just like Andy Dalton, Romo is not a clutch QB. Anytime the game is important you can expect him to throw interceptions or fuck up a field goal. The big surprise was Sanchez. He was such a joke with the Jets.

Two great games this weekend; Broncos at the Chiefs and Oh yeah! Patriots at the Packers. Home team wins the first. Road team wins the second, barring, of course, inexplicable weirdness. Should that be the way it falls out then, almost certainly it is the Patriots in the Super Bowl. In the NFC I see it coming down to whoever has homefield advantage throughout. The strange state of affairs with the Cardinals/Seahawks and Niners beating up on each other could throw home field advantage to the Packers BUT... Bruce Arians is the best coach in that conference so we would have to see. In any case... it is one of the better years and ANYTHING could happen.

I am really impressed with what Belichick has done with The Pats. Getting Blount just now was a master stroke. He now has two of the very best power backs in the game today, capable of alternating and running right through ANYONE; subsequently freeing up Mr. Laser Sights to Edelman, The Gronk and Wright. God... Lafell too? An embarrassment of riches and the defense is incredible now that the secondary is one of the very best going.

That should probably account for my only analysis this year (grin).

mike m said...

Nice analysis!

The way the AFC North is right now should be very interesting to watch.

Compare that to the NFC South, with the winner possibly could end up as the Super Bowl Champ ;-)

Visible said...

intentionally stupid, unimaginative and poorly written attempts at scorn without contributing to the dialogue, pro or con is not desired here. That disinvitation is made all the more emphatic given the anonymity. Had there been ANY wit or creativity to it I would have let it pass.

Visible said...

The way the Seahawks look after the last two games is seriously impressive. It's all going to be fun to watch. My one extravagance is my yearly membership with NFL.com where I have constant access to everything. Given that I have no social life heh heh.

Visible said...

A new Visible Origami is up now-

Killing for Krap and the Wrath of Tamerlane.