Tuesday, March 29, 2016

A Little Stevie Wonder and some Alice Bailey too

Dog Poet Transmitting........

I know I probably pissed a few people off with my Easter message, or left them speechless. Today I want to talk about Stevie Wonder, who with his tireless artistry, has done more for world peace than all of us combined. Now... you might not know this about me but he is my favorite performer of all the things that I will never say as well as he has. What a treasure he is and I just want to share some of my most loved songs by him. In truth there are so many that one post would not give me near the opportunity to bring them all up but let us just travel to Songs in the Key of Life and 'Love is in Need of Love Today':

I see what is coming... so I just want to share some of his work with you. Most often we don't appreciate the people who did the best they could to tell us what we seem to never want to hear and it is always too late when we do hear it. My heart is breaking right now because I see what is coming and no one fucking listens. No one ever did it like Stevie Wonder did. Time for another? Why not?

You know, I have labored in these vineyards for almost 15 years. I haven't met all of you but like Bilbo said at his going away party; “I don't know half of you half as well as I should like; and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve.” Of course consternation ensures, whether you were Proudfoots or something else that occurred on the other side of the Brandywine Bridge. It isn't a big deal to me. 'Loving you is easier than anything I'll ever do again.' That is sincerely meant and... no... I do not mean to take my life and the CIA can't kill me either. No one ever takes a life until it is permitted to happen by the ineffable.

I know some portion of you love me and some portion think I am full of shit but one thing no one can bring into question is that I have done my best to bring the almighty front row center in what I do; madman I might be but... I respect my betters and you could all profit from taking at least that from me. I know who makes the sunshine. I don't do that myself but I do bask in the light of it.

Many times I have said to myself and especially to the almighty who is always listening; “just let me sit in the further shadows of your light; the place where no one else wants to sit and I will be content to know that I got close to you somehow.” I know that more of you love me than don't ...so hear me when I say this; NOTHING is more important than to love the ineffable. You would not be alive otherwise. It is the breath in your body and though you can live without food for a good long time and without water.. less so. You cannot live without breathing for very long at all.

I know I am a bit of a fuckup and (nothing has happened in my life recently to bring that to my attention) I have not always been spot on but trust me when I tell you now that the bad guys know who is coming after them and they are on APB alert about that and prepared to do anything that will impress their master. When you are going to Hell and trust me on this... when you are going to Hell... the pecking order is the only important thing... funny how that applies to Heaven also... like I said... if I can sit on the utter outskirts of his/her magnificent glory, I will personally be content.

One of my problems is that I have an eidetic memory, like the Girl with the Dragon Tattoo. I hardly forget anything. This happens when God uses you as a meat tenderizing experience. I don't know why I am saying this to any of you today. Maybe it is Easter. Easter makes me vulnerable. I know I say I have no religion but I love Jesus Christ. He is one of my heroes and if you can take anything to the bank about me you can not only take that... you can ride it there too.

A little more Stevie Wonder. Sure.

You know, I have followed that guy since he was on the Ed Sullivan Show at around 11 or 9 or whatever he was. They called him Little Stevie Wonder at the time. I guess one last tune won't hurt.

The idiocy is reaching remarkable lows. I first saw this piece of totally fabricated garbage yesterday and they have now scrubbed it from the mainstream, where the article included terrible spelling and such funny inconsistencies that my friend and I were laughing our heads off. I wish all of you had been in the room while I was reading it out loud and losing my lunch (figuratively) while this was going on.

If you check the mainstream news these days, it is as if they really have lost their minds. I remember a few years ago in Italy when I was recounting something Mr. Apocalypse was saying to me about catching all of these psychopaths with their pants down and exposing them through their own organs of dissemination. No... I am not making some kind of double entendre here. They are losing it.

The terror program is going off the charts. This is what happens when you get caught in your own web of deceit. It's not my fault; lucky me.

How stupid does the public have to be for this to happen? Oh! Excuse me. The public is waking up. Evil eventually devolves into stupidity; lucky us. It is really all about critical mass. I see a lot of overburdened camels. The shit is about to hit the fan and just like the way vacuum cleaners can work in both directions we are about to see what happens when you reverse the flow and forgot you did it. It makes it a little dicey when you also forget what you were trying to use it for ...because the cosmic vacuum cleaner has a lot more power. It is one thing to sit on the washing machine while you get yourself off in the spin cycle or even the wash cycle. It is another thing entirely to be in the machine when it happens.

I'm sorry for backtracking to 2005 with my poor attempt at poetry but that happens occasionally. I find that my computer is compromised so... since I know you are watching, let me tell you... all your efforts just went south in a big way. Never bait a bear in his own den and certainly don't try that stuff in spring. Why, I do believe I just saw a couple of cubs crossing the road.

This is what happens when you believe your own bullshit. Eventually a reckoning comes and especially when pride is part of your repertoire or in the artillery larder; most of the time you wind up putting a gun to your own head and never realize you have done so until two seconds after you are gone and find yourself in a different world. This place might not be my world but that place most certainly is. You come to find you are not so well equipped as you used to be but some of us are far better equipped. I enjoy being compassionate... here and there ...but there are times when compassion does no good. Sometimes one has to open the door for the punisher. This does not mean becoming the punisher. This only means opening the door. Sometimes the door you open is the door to your own heart and sometimes a door is just a door.

I will close with something by Alice Bailey and Djwhal Khul...

"The Great Invocation

From the point of Light within the Mind of God
Let light stream forth into the minds of men.
Let Light descend on Earth.

From the point of Love within the Heart of God
Let love stream forth into the hearts of men.
May Christ return to Earth.

From the centre where the Will of God is known
Let purpose guide the little wills of men -
The purpose which the Masters know and serve.

From the centre which we call the race of men
Let the Plan of Love and Light work out
And may it seal the door where evil dwells.

Let Light and Love and Power
restore the Plan on Earth.”

God bless you my friends...

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Sunday, March 20, 2016

Apropos of Nothing except for Coming in on a Wing and a Prayer.

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

The most difficult thing in the day to day is keeping your edge. If the ineffable isn't pushing you then life has to and the more difficult part of the equation is not to have too much material success. It can make you soft. Should you be so seemingly fortunate as to have more largess than you can use and you are too cheap to share it... you're screwed.

The other thing is to avoid advertising the need for it because too many people in this life seem to need that as confirmation. My feeling on the matter is, “go talk to Mozart” and while you are at it try to remember that Grant is not buried in Grant's Tomb. You'll figure it out. You're smart... or I hope you are. I'll give you a little help. One of the words needs to be investigated. Like 'Tomb'?

In this life there are all kinds of perks that turn into curses. Good looks should spend some time studying the flowers and reading the good poets... then again... “shall I compare thee to a summer's day?” Yeah... even then, it is our perception of anything that gives it the quality of forever, cause... down here, forever only exists in terms of our forgetfulness of the last time we were here, again... and again... and again... big wheel of fire keep on turning, proud lady of endless beginnings keep on burning.

Fame is kind of like being remembered by all those people you think you will never meet and discovering that the percentage of them that thinks you were an asshole, far exceeds all the people you met in whatever life you had that think you were wonderful. Wealth insures that all the people you wish you could have met and hung out with... realistically speaking... in hindsight... you won't get to meet and hang out with. You don't get to have those experiences that shape you in the right direction. It will insure that you will make bad decisions concerning your own humanity but... what the fuck... there are PR agents to take care of that. Power is a double edged sword caught in a trident and wielded by a wrist and an arm that is so much more powerful that your own will ever be. For myself... there is nothing more satisfying than watching power turned upon itself, which is a big part of what the purpose of demonstration is all about and I don't care how many PR agents you have. Justice is watching pretty girls grow old. Then again, poets have a different idea about how things work than the rest of us; except for the occasional mystic and madman and depending on the times... any one of them could be interchangeable.

The player piano of karma is no less fickle than Justice because we all think we are playing the piano. Are we? My answer to that is that I prefer the guitar. It is easier to carry, which is why it got invented in the first place. Honesty is about as desirable as integrity and both of them will get you into big trouble in the short term and get you out of all trouble in the long term. To understand how that works in reverse, you only have to live long enough to find out and... all of us do... over and over and over or, god willing... we learn earlier.

I have said more than once that, regardless of how my life has gone up to this point, I consider myself one of the luckiest men in the world but that is only because of what I sincerely desire over everything else and any one of us has the same options. What you are chasing after defines you. Imitation is the most sincere form of flattery. Then again... it is not flattery if it is true. It is the truth. We have said before that 'when the truth takes off 'her' clothes, the world disappears'. The Elf wants to make T-shirts out of the things we say around here. That would surely count as a good example of one of those statements. Luck has nothing to do with it and I am about to personally demonstrate that but... give me a little time.

You understand Time, right? I'm not talking about what Einstein allegedly had to say, nor Steven Hawkings either. I'm talking about the difference between a week in Cabo and being in prison or the Motor Vehicle Department. Everything is relative to our understanding of it and therein lies the key to understanding life. If we could only grasp how much subjectivity rules our life, we would understand Richard Lovelace a little better; not that most anyone give a shit about him these days. Most of the attention of those who come to this planet, in any privileged sense, are more concerned with Adam Smith or Milton Freedman. There are liars and there are liars but don't ask me to tell you the difference because apparently I know nothing about the stock market or the economic conditions that everyone has to deal with, suffer from or make a killing at.

Freedman... in the cynical manner of so many of his ilk, spoke in that peculiar eloquence that bankers love, about wealth redistribution and we have seen the Bush, 'trickle down' theory and the blatant and pernicious scheme that Gates and Buffet and so many others are up to lately about leaving all their wealth to charity and making them all philanthropists; at the moment that makes it ...so... critically important to them; that being while they are still alive. We've seen a lot of shit since we got here and the fact is that people take things at their surface appearance. You really need to be a dumbass to believe Karl Marx but you need to have rich friends in the first place to be Karl Marx. You have to be an even bigger dumbass to believe what venture capitalists have to say... venture? Vulture? It is not up to me to say. It isn't “stuck in the middle”. It is 'squeezed in the middle'. You want to understand economics; take the largest demographic and make juice out of it. It is also what makes it possible for someone to be a politician. They don't mind lying about what they do. Damn! I just explained lawyers and doctors too. I think I'll go take a nap, if only in the hope that I create something I can wake up from. My problem isn't waking up. My problem is being able to go back to sleep.

I tell myself that I can't remember when there were so many lying motherfuckers around but that is because I used to suffer from selective memory.

Back to Richard Lovelace. Richard Lovelace was a poet. He was also one of the richest men of his time, given his inheritance, which he squandered (if that is the right word) in wars against his own country; meaning he backed the other countries and he got bankrupt and thrown into jail as a result. He wrote a poem called (irony alert), “To Althea, from Prison” it speaks volumes. I am not cheerleading for seeking to defend treachery or treason, though I don't think he can be legitimately accused of either, I'm just saying, real values can get your ass in trouble and so can informed idealism; which we are not seeing lately in these political thug movements, or most any movements in recent times. The only respectable movement I know about at the moment is a bowel movement and you can learn just about anything you need to know about yourself by scientifically studying your own shit. Trust me on this... there is no attempt at humor in that statement. Being scatological has it's place but this is not one of them.

The worst form of cannibalism is when you eat yourself but we do most things by proxy these days. Our language... our diet … our sexual practices. It seems to me that most of us don't even have a choice about any of these things, or that is definitely the excuse that gets used most often. Europe is finding out that it is one thing to help people out and another thing entirely that they were where they were in the first place for a reason. If we lose the individuality of different locations there will be no reason to go there anymore and if you really want to help people out, do it where they are. Do it where they are and sometimes that means leaving them alone.

Being truthful is a liability. If I were a politician, my campaign slogan would be, “Let's make abortion retroactive.” then you can add the candidate of your choice. In my case that would include all of them. When it is impossible for anyone who actually gives a shit to even get into the club ...period, you are definitely looking at a Mosh Pit. It doesn't surprise me that people kill themselves. I see it every day. Just because they do it in slow motion does not disqualify it as suicide. Or... am I missing the point? There is a difference between a fencing foil and a saber. I got nothing against bullfighting per se, I just prefer using a scalpel. Degree of difficulty makes all the difference in whether I consider something a sport; otherwise, shit like this happens. How seriously fucked up do you have to be to believe that something like that works? You wouldn't lose your capacity to have sex if you weren't fucking things wrong or fucking yourself up to begin with. Once you need potions or toys, you have lost the plot. Possibly you weren't in love to start with. Primarily, you have to love yourself. How come someone like me who was taught to hate themself can pull this off and all these coddled freaks of nature who came in here well shod have only learned how to trample each other to death? Life is truly a mystery.

I'll leave you with the thought that finding out why you are here and what you put your attention on has everything to do with what puts its attention on you... or keeps it from doing so.

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Thursday, March 17, 2016

From Summers of Love to Summers of Rage.

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

It's one of those slow news Thursdays, which are not much different from any other slow news day. It just happens to be Thursday so it gets the prefix. This creates a dilemma for me. What do I talk about? We've already talked about nearly everything, backwards and forwards. We might have made some points here and there and we might have missed the point now and again but at least we showed up and one of my least favorite movie directors of all time said that that was the larger portion of success at anything; you simply show up.

Ted Cruz has gone all out on Monsanto as world savior. This caused him to take a massive hammering in the polls, which is as it should be and The Dark Act got shot down, surprisingly enough. Mr. Apocalypse's hand is all over the place these days. Obama wants to put yet another Noahide junkie on the Supreme Court. Trump is going to give a major speech to AIPAC. The more things change but don't change, the more they remain the same.

For reasons known only to themselves, many of the larger alternative websites, websites we used to be linked on, until we started talking too much about the ineffable and not conforming to the unknown requirements of these webmasters... who are now exhibiting all kinds of strange behavior; not the least of these is the gung ho Trump cheerleading that is going on at each of these sites. The way they are arranging their headlines is interesting. Oh... it could all be easily explained as simply an expression of their sincere political beliefs but it doesn't explain the outright ignoring of all the combustible statements being made by Trump.

Now... at various college campuses here and there, black activists are calling for white genocide and also saying that if Trump is elected there will be mass insurgencies to plunge the Untied States into social chaos. Some of these events are already in the planning stages. It's being said that the Trump Circus is working to the advantage of Clinton. Then it looks like someone who used to be affiliated with Cruz is now working for Trump and there is some kind of hot and bothered sex scandal about to break on the Cruz campaign.

One can reasonably predict that anything is possible to happen in this climate of acrimony and smoldering rage. Into the midst of it all comes the money of Satanist George Soros, pushing for race wars and any available confusion that can be generated. One of those summers of rage is definitely on the menu at the moment and it is also to be expected that forms of violence are being plotted by the CIA and all the other alphabet agencies that are under the control of the Mossad, or at least heavily influenced by it and the Banker Crime Nation of Israel.

It's like watching a movie. Everything taking place is so predictable. At various points behind the scenes, powerful individuals and groups are pushing from various points to various ends. All that matters to them is that they get what they want by whatever means are necessary.

Huge change is in the air. In some cases this is due to the force of vested interests, trying to either maintain control over what they already have or trying to get more and more of what they don't yet have. From another direction there is the force of a large body of the public that is pressed up against material circumstance and which is frustrated, frightened and angry. Another source are the cabals in the dark shadows of the astral plane who are in command of the first group mentioned and who exert some degree of force on everyone, except those who are influenced by the realms of light. The realms of light are in a greater command of everything than any other concern but... people are made free to make their own choices and people are easily deceived and this accounts for why things are the way they are when they don't have to be. Smoke and mirrors... smoke and mirrors.

Any clear eyed and reasonable person who is also in possession of a certain level of intelligence knows how messed up Trump is. The incendiary statements that he makes are all designed to feed off of the public outrage and dissatisfaction. He is whipping the crowds into a frenzy and the Israeli driven socialist drivel of Bernie Sanders is set up in counterpoint to Trump. This leaves Hillary as the real winner which is the intention of the divide and conquer, Hegelian operatives that set it all in motion and manipulate it toward some desired end.

Trump's campaign message and inflammatory rhetoric is all designed for specific purposes to create the kind of setting that will usher in a state of fascism and if they can generate enough conflict they can create chaos and then come down on it with all the repressive tactics that they are convinced are at their disposal. This is happening world wide at the moment and the tactics from gratuitous wars, to massive migrations to economic pressures are all easily seen.

Crazy is the new sane. The flat earthers are showing up again and foaming at the mouth about all kinds of things, including using the word, 'heliocentric' as a profanity. They are not showing up here though because they are no longer permitted to comment here. This might account for the rage in their tone. We are not going to provide a forum here for what is unquestionably lunacy. Still, we take some amount of satisfaction for working them up into a lather. They must be feeling the heat of the apocalypse on the backs of their necks.

It doesn't matter what the bad guys want and it doesn't matter how deceived the public might have been up to this point. It doesn't matter how much power it appears that Monsanto possesses or what Goldman Sacks gets up to. It is not in any of their hands and their grip is losing purchase by the day. This is the last gasp of the passing of the corruptions of this departing age. Of course eggs must be broken for the omelet to get made. Hard things will come to pass because too many people have their minds hard wired to long standing prejudices and walls of denial that WILL BE broken down. This cannot happen with tenderness and caring by the force of change that is presently operating. This force has a divine imperative and it will succeed in every way that it is meant to and nothing can stand against it.

If one resists this force of change, the steamroller will run right over you. One's relative suffering will be determined by the level of their resistance. This seems clear to me and so I am disposed not to resist or engage in tilting with windmills, or imaginary opponents, or groups of pissed off partisans of whatever temporary flag of manufactured outrage they have mustered under. The dialogue between segments of society has become increasingly caustic. People are angry. In many cases they don't know why they are angry. They just are. They have some ideas of why they are angry and who they are angry at but in either case, they are wrong.

Muslims and Mexicans are not the problem. The Zionist control of the United States is the problem. The fat cat corporatists are the problem. The bankers are the problem. George Soros and other servants of the infernal are the problem. In a short while, Trump will present himself at AIPAC and say what he knows they want to hear. He knows he cannot proceed otherwise. No one in the political arena is unaware of who pulls and opens the purse strings and who sets policy and who influences everyone else in the corridors of power.

Yes... these are dicey times and if one forms their images and conclusions based on appearances it looks all too grim but... conditions are being created and shaped by a will and intelligence outside the ken of the supposed movers and shakers of this world. No one has any clear idea of what is coming and will not until it is upon them. Time will tell and we shall see.

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Sunday's radio broadcast is up there in the aethers.

Wednesday, March 9, 2016

All the Skilled Liars and Diplomatic Weasels Dancing at Doomsday's Gate.

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

Occasionally we get some nasty comments that come in; never more than one a month and sometimes not even that. Earlier today we got two from the same anonymous source. A certain portion of the time we don't post them because anonymous cowards have no cachet here. If someone were to leave their name and I could verify them, I would post just about anything they had to say but if they are just ambushing from the shadows. I hardly even read the comment, once I establish what it is, I just blip it. I have no real curiosity or interest in reading these things.

These last two had to do with my saying I would make a better president right off the street than any of the people running. I believe that. The irate malcontent said there was no way I would be a better president because I am a liar. He didn't say what it is I lie about and it is unlikely that I lied about much of anything because it is not my nature to do so (I could be wrong about something but that is not the same as lying) and he also said I have no diplomacy and it made me think and brought up some amusing considerations for me. First off, all these candidates are professional liars that far surpass any capacity I have to match them at it. That's what politicians do, they lie so... wouldn't my being a liar, supposing I was one, be an asset? Secondly... diplomacy. Now, I suppose diplomacy is just another kind of lying and recent presidents might have some talent for dissembling and playing political patty cake but they are also warmongers who are engaged in mass murder so... how is diplomacy any kind of an expression of public good when, although one can talk out of both sides of their mouth at the same time, they are butchering women and children as a matter of course every single day?

Furthermore... given what I have seen of the three legged Mr. Potato Sack race so far... are these people engaged in being diplomatic? No... they are not. They are engaged in presenting the appearance of being diplomatic, while the ghost of Lee Atwater fires off salvos from the subterranean sewer pipes below our feet. There is a famous comment about sausage making and law making and how they closely resemble each other and how no one really wants to see the graphics about how either of them are constructed.

I have no interest in being diplomatic because that implies the ability to dance around the truth. One can be diplomatic in the way one presents the truth but if all one is doing is dancing around it and in many cases, concealing it, one is not serving the public good, one is being self serving and that is the general persona of politicians in this day and age. Sometimes diplomacy is not the answer. It can indicate that you are not sincere in your interactions with others, so that all your relationships are based on false pretenses. How is that an attractive way of living your life? If you are not consistently diplomatic then your friendships are real friendships and everyone else is just wherever and whatever they are, according to how they stack up against the nature of what you are, based on the way they interpret and take that. I don't want to be everybody's friend and I don't want to get along with everyone and I don't think I have to explain that. If I were being diplomatic (grin), I would say that none of any of whatever is an indication that this person is evil or that person is good, or however that might be expressed in my case as well. It means that we are simply different and we each are free to adjust or not adjust to each other. There are things I have no intention of adjusting to and that's not going to change down the road. I have my values and they define me. Take it or leave it.

I don't owe anyone an explanation for why I am what I am and no one owes me the same. Foxes and chipmunks do not hang out together, neither do squirrels and martins. Bears and rabbits don't hang out together except for when the bears use them for toilet paper. It is no different for people. I have nothing in common with certain people and certain people have nothing in common with me. It's a big world and there is room for all of us but not in the same room.

Nancy Reagan just passed on to her next port of call. This is the fifth or sixth time in recent months when someone passed on and I had been sure they died years ago. They are saying all these nice things about her. They are not talking about how much she intimidated and mistreated people and the fear she caused all around her. I'm not going to make certain strong statements about her that define the hallmarks of her being. She left a trail of wreckage in her wake. She was not much of a diplomat. There will be a festival of liars at the funeral. There will be a crowd of porcine and red faced martini drinkers and the air will be filled with fatuous text balloons that hang in the air around their heads.

People had all kinds of good things to say about Ronald and they still do. For some reason, all the awful things that he did are never examined in the light of day. He did things to the state of the nation that injured the public good to an extreme degree and the nation has never recovered from these things. Those people who revere and supported Ronnie Raygun are as foreign to me as if they came here from another planet. What is ironic is that that sector of the public that was the most harmed by his policies are the ones that hold him in such high regard. I've long ago stopped trying to figure this sort of thing out.

I want to treat with that statement, “judge not lest ye be judged.” Jesus Christ said that. However Jesus Christ passed all kinds of judgments. It should make one think and it did make me think. I interpret that statement differently than most people. What I get from it is that it is okay to judge if you don't mind being judged and I don't. People are free to judge me any way they choose. They are going to do it anyway. If I never passed judgment on anyone I would still be judged. Sometimes those judgments are accurate and sometimes they are not. I'm not affected by it. I fully expect certain types of people not to like me. I would be offended if they did. To my mind, I appreciate that certain people don't like me. I prefer it. I also appreciate that certain people do like me. I like who it is on both sides of the divide. I think it is an accomplishment when certain people don't like you. Some of us are controversial and some of us are not. Anyone who deals in truth is going to have enemies. The important feature is if one is actually engaging the truth. Jesus Christ also said, “What is truth?” That's a good question.

Anyway... I found it more than slightly hilarious to be told that I had no chance at being a better president than the present slate of catamite zombies who would be doing no more than taking orders from the people that owned them and then being told that because I am a liar and not diplomatic that these character traits were going to be some kind of large liability when they are some of the most significant traits; the very bread and butter of all these sleazy poseurs. I marveled at the Pollyanna sunglasses my critic has to be wearing if he somehow has come to the conclusion that the people running for office this year are actually free of the qualities that one sees them demonstrating in their every day coming and going.

I was talking with my friend here earlier and we were noting that lately a great many souls are talking about the feeling being shared at a wide reach, concerning some huge event that is shaping itself off stage and which is going to stand the world on its head and change the way that everyone thinks about life from that moment on. I don't want to project any sense of dread or paranoia. The truth is that it is no more than a feeling of something coming and I don't know what that might be, or even if it is at all valid. To my mind it always comes back to a natural disaster. I believe the reason that I personally feel such a catastrophe is inevitable is due to the mass of the public being incapable of awakening past a certain point. I do think that if something epic came to pass that it might finally achieve what has so far not been possible up to that point.

I remember so many conversations that I have had in times, going back to my most recent stay in Hawaii and how people would readily agree to points I would make about the state of the times, the ongoing fallout from 9/11, the Holocaust fantasy, the migrant swarms, the looming specter of economic collapse that threatens like a distant storm on the horizon. In these conversations it was as if all these people were quite aware of absurdity and pernicious nature of all the manufactured lies and yet... the curtain would drop again and they would be right back into the routine of unconscious collaboration with all of the lies, as if none of these discussions had ever taken place. It's a riddle... an enigma.

As has often been stated here, when people refuse to awaken in an apocalypse, cosmic steps will be taken to insure that they do. As has also been stated, the world as we know it, is a projection of our collective mindset. It can be one thing in the surface mind and another in the subconscious. If the subconscious is churning below the surface awareness, it is only a matter of time before it finds its way into that place where dramatic change gets effected. It is quite obvious that this churning is taking place. One can see that there is a restless uncertainty that is being demonstrated in so many parts of the world and this will eventually lead to some expression into form as that restlessness catches the right weather conditions at the moment destined for it.

There is always that chance that none of this will be necessary. It can always go in all kinds of directions up until it goes in some direction and then that is it. The course has been taken and the rest of it is predictable and academic. Time will tell and we shall see.

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