Saturday, February 22, 2020

Mad as a Hatter they Hurry up to Wait.

Dog Poet Transmitting......

I'm a nobody. No reason anyone has to listen to me. I'm not one of those experts, self proclaimed or actual. I'm just some guy whose had a certain measure of experiences and that has set the directives on my behavior... like blessing my food and respecting Lady Nature. My gratitude is through the roof and past the sky, because I am in possession of the 3 difficult to obtain items in this world; a human birth, the desire for salvation and the company of the great souled ones. I am rich beyond measurement due to this.

Much about my life has been kept hidden from me. I think that may well be the major feature of my existence but... I must have been a good guy at some point to have gotten all 3 of these. I know that most people will look at it and say, “I don't see what the big deal is. You were born human, so what? You hunger for salvation? Okay and you have the company of 'great souled ones'. What does that even mean? Sometimes when you don't know the value of something, it is one of the primary reasons you don't have it.

I count my blessings in a very immaterial way. Some of the things I treasure might seem to have little meaning for others. I consider myself extraordinarily fortunate that I am motivated to bless my food and that I remember to do so. I consider myself blessed that my main preoccupation is the remembrance and celebration of God. It is OUTSTANDING to me that I feel this way. Was it a gift from some invisible source? Did I earn it? I don't know. My heart overflows at the thought that my experience of divinity is not intellectual. It is visceral. I could jump out of my seat right now and go running down the street, jumping for joy at the knowledge of this. I do perform this internally, often.

Some people take pride in their job, their family, their place in the world or all sorts of things they came here for, each of their visitations, turns out to be a movie they acted in and then the movie ended and was forgotten. They star in movie after movie, that ends and then gets forgotten. Along the way they pick up whatever karma got generated, when they swerved to the left and then swerved to the right; or is it swiped left or right now? I don't know how many movies I acted in until I woke up in this particular movie and realized that I had been dreaming. Then, of course, I tried to fit back in but was unable to; no matter what I did I could not forget having woken up. Drugs and alcohol helped for awhile but it was never enough, no matter how much there was and because of having woken up, my karma had become spontaneous and immediate instead of 'deferred' as is usually the case.

I was compelled to experience, 'instant karma's gonna get you'. That's not a whole lot of fun. Still, it had its limits, finally coming to an end and the soundtrack never stopped playing. The soundtrack was the voices of sirens, calling me to distant lands, lands of different substance than terra firma. They were the diametrical opposite of the sirens that Ulysses left his ears open for. It turned out they were actually angels, singing from the blessed shores beyond Elysium and once heard... one cannot forget, not ever.

So it is that I and others of my kind, must wander the disintegrating landscape, of times temporary creations. You hear broadcasts, sometimes close up and sometimes far away, that sound so much like the voices in the newsreels that used to appear, with the coming attractions in the movies theaters, decades ago. The speech is never distinguishable. Occasionally a brief phrase or word surfaces and then fades, much like the voices on the wind that all of us hear on occasion but never remember for long.

I have yet to be sure if I am waiting for something to end or something to begin. It just passes in an endless parade. Marchers fall by the wayside and new marchers appear for a time. They are going somewhere but I have no idea of where that is. The whole of life seems to be composed of people on their way to wait somewhere. I recall all the times a sales person or anyone I might have been waiting on, arrives to tell me they are sorry I had to wait, or how busy it is on that particular day and I tell them it doesn't matter, because no matter where I might be, I would still be waiting. I think about that often, when some impatient driver pulls around us on their way somewhere, or someone brushes past me on the street or in a store. I can clearly see that people are 'driven'. I find myself saying, “Go ahead, hurry up and wait.” People race home or away from home and wind up waiting wherever it is that they are. Often they are in pursuit of distractions to make them unaware that they are waiting.

On occasion, I would find myself in a park, where a concert might be taking place. It's years ago now and I would be by myself, sitting on some grass incline and looking down at the people passing in different directions. I would be on acid and I could see, LITERALLY, the hunger or appetite that was pulling them forward. It was a real experience. I felt like I was looking into a world of hunger and I could see the fire burning and be reminded that a fire never gets enough. You can feed a fire forever but it isn't going to simply go out on its own, unless it rains really hard, or you throw too much on it, in the beginning. Fire just keeps burning. It never gets enough. This is how it is with people. Usually one hunger comes to predominate and it will eventually consume the person from the inside out and they will exit for a short period and come right back for it again. This happens over and over and over with some people. I have one hunger that has come to predominate.

Unless you get a handle on yourself, someone, or something else will be in charge. There are all sorts of entities, whose whole purpose of being is to exercise a single appetite. In far more cases than most people realize, it is not they themselves who are feeding. Something else is feeding through them. These creatures can be RELENTLESS. They never get enough either and we've all seen examples of this, in Walmart and other places. One of my chief forms of amusement, when I am out in the world, is to study the contents of other people's shopping carts. People fascinate me. I don't spend my time laughing at them. This would upset my invisible friends and prove costly for me. I pray for them on occasion, but I also console myself with the certainty that EVERYONE will make it out of here sometime. It may be a VERY LONG TIME before it happens but it will happen.

There are various tricks of the mind that almost no one advantages themselves of because they are unaware of their existence. Take Concentration for instance. It can be like a floor lamp, or a flashlight, or a laser and one can accelerate or time lapse one's focus, on anything and see far in advance of where another may be going. People are an actual book that can be read, much like the Living Book of Nature, which holds mysteries and wonders past imagining but it doesn't interest most people. People who are serious scientists, are able to read amazing things through the lens of their profession. The same applies to those who know how to make use of the variables of psychology and associate it with metaphysics in order to look into others, instead of simply 'at them'. Some people have elevated this talent to a remarkable degree, both in terms of Evil as well as Good. Some can see their ailments, physical and otherwise, both present and yet to come and even do something about them. This goes on all the time but doesn't get talked about because the people so engaged are of a quiet sort. Angels are at work in these areas all the time.


Of course, it is always better to look into yourself but it can also be said that when you are looking into others, you are looking into yourself.


I talk about Insanity a lot, because it is becoming more and more pronounced in the world around us. Entire generations have lost their minds and are now doing things, only because others are doing them. There are people seeking to radically alter themselves physically, for no other reason than Inclusion. Right along with this, people are getting angrier and angrier because of an internal pressure, which they cannot identify and meanwhile, a part of them knows that all of the efforts they are making and which seem so important are actually meaningless. Part of them knows this and they know there is no satisfaction in so many of the things they do and they keep asking themselves, “Is this all there is?”

This is why Distractions are at such a premium and why drug and alcohol abuse is so epidemic. ANYTHING... anything to take their mind off of the pressing questions within AND THE WORLD? The world is getting crazier and more unpredictable by the day. At the core of the heartland, are groups of people who are holding to their traditions and hoping for positive change AND AN AWAKENING is taking place and no one knows what the outcome of that will be, as one group gets more and more Mad Hatter and another group, gets more clear eyed and determined in the face of them.

There is one thing you should NEVER DO and that is, LIE TO YOURSELF. This happens with far greater frequency than may commonly be known. The more distance you put between yourself and Reality, the more combustive is going to be the result, when you run into it and YOU WILL RUN INTO IT. It is an inevitable law of life.


People are in a frenzy that they won't get what they want, never realizing that EVERYTHING would be delivered right into their hands, if they only stopped and waited. The magic of cosmic precipitation is taking place all of the time and whatever the heart's desire may be, it is already pinging upon the mechanism that brings it into being. We are perpetually robbing ourselves of our birthright. In our defiance of the ineffable, we shutter the cornucopia. It takes force to hold a balloon under water. It will pop to the surface on its own if you take your hand off of it.



End Transmission.......



Today's Song is;





Many years ago in a land faraway, lived a magical princess and she dreamed that a handsome prince might come and find her, so she left home and she wound up at Pocketnet (no word on the 'happily ever after' yet)


les visible at pocketnet

Monday, February 17, 2020

"God is Beyond Good and Evil and Weaves them Both into the Endlessly Unfurling Grand Tapestry of Life."

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

A person could write more books than any sane person could imagine to be possible, like Flaubert, for instance. One could write the most convoluted and intricate works on philosophy, like Emanuel Kant. You could write exhaustive and pointless fiction like James Joyce and wind up being celebrated by poseur, pseudo-intellectuals, for... possibly... hundreds of years but... like the other two... you've been dead a long time now. No telling who you are at present. Did any of it help anyone... at all? Did it? Certainly it accounted, in the tale of Joyce, for the years of pain experienced by his secretary, Samuel Beckett, who insisted on wearing the same size shoes as his hero, even though they were of a smaller size. He should have written, “Waiting for the Podiatrist”, or better yet, “Waiting for the Psychiatrist”, instead of “Waiting for Godot”

Then there are the world reavers, the Khans and Tamerlanes, Attilas and all the rest. There have been high and mightys and low and dull and sometimes drunk and disorderlies. There has been a considerably larger amount of the latter than of the former. The amount of pimps, punters and performers that have come and gone here is staggering. Most of them are repeat business, over and over and over. Most of them haven't learned much and they aren't looking to either. The facts are that people come here for different reasons and if they get a taste for something, they tend to go to the well again and again.

I have read where illumined souls have said that hardly one in a million is motivated to the true search. It could be what the writer(s) meant was that scarcely one in a million perseveres to the goal. When I saw that number I was stunned. I thought; 'surely there are more?' As the Steven Crane poem states about the road to truth, being composed of sharp knives, disguised as blades of grass, “Doubtless there is an easier way.” There is no easier way.

All these people who have come and gone. Where are they now? Who were they then? They are forgotten. The people who remembered them are forgotten. They lived lives of trembling pleasure and heart-stopping pain... all forgotten. Their parents are forgotten. Their children are forgotten. They are forgotten. Of all the forgotten lives they lived, which of these was real? In which life were they authentically expressed? Rolodexing personalities, striving in contention, with millions of others of their kind, all forgotten. The kaleidoscope turns and the colors and shapes blend and go and come back again. What is the mystery of the colors, when only the screen upon which they were projected is real? Are we really colorless, odorless, invisible in our essence? What are we? I dreamed I was a man dreaming I was a dolphin that dreamed I was a man.

Entire civilizations have come and gone, all forgotten. Surely they are recorded in the Akashic Records but... who can read them? These cultures... some of them were advanced beyond anything we know today but which... perhaps we shall know tomorrow, if we survive. These civilizations had their Mozarts and Rembrandts. They had their Buddhas and Christs. Where are they now? Who remembers them? Forgotten. All forgotten. The entirety of existence can be described thusly; an incomprehensible, indefinable and immeasurable being desired to know itself, so... it expressed outward into space an environment of interplaying opposites and then shattered its essential being into countless mirroring parts, in order to generate a quest, a pursuit through Time, Space and Causation.

It manifested a game of Hide and Seek so that it might discover itself. It is the spirit in search of experience. It generated the atmosphere of a dream and created Desire as the Agent of its Will. It created an endless series of objects and states, in a dance of electromagnetics and concealed itself within the separated minds of the particles it generated to search for itself. The ultimate joy and the reason for the construction entire, was to be found in the experience of Self Realization; the universe when it knows itself as God.

The solitary seeker exists in a wasteland of unexamined lives and must, as was once urged by a great teacher, 'be as wise as a serpent and as harmless as a dove.' The sincere seeker is the Ugly Duckling. The sincere seeker must 'walk in all ways contrary to the world', without calling undue attention to itself. The self that is being sought is the self that is found in that place where one's heart and treasure is. The Ugly Duckling is always in danger of being pecked to death. The duckling is not a duck, it is the Paramahansa.

Life has only one objective and that is FREEDOM and FREEDOM is found in Self Realization and no other place. (Self Realization is a ticking time bomb BUT... you can turn the clock ahead.) Everything else is forgotten. The pain of separation and the hunger of longing both end, when one finds what is missing and that which is missing, is what propels them in the pursuit of it. God's not dead, he's merely hiding. You can see him in the morning when The Sun is Rising.

All that meaningless pain, torment and struggle for a handful of sand, running through the fingers. The epic sorrow that is contained in this... ah... it is past expressing. This is the nature and origin of True Art and the reason why the agents of the enemy have been at such an effort to suppress and hinder true artistic expression in these times. Man created a bogeyman mask, composed of impure and toxic desire, which overlays the face of the angel. Angels are the manifest expression of God's will, personalized to the tasks he completes through them. Devils are the face of our Fears and Hungers. They are our appetites personified. Indeed, you will find this to be so in their job description.

Angels are God in Action. Angels become devils in the mind of the profane. Angel or Devil, they both (intentionally and unintentionally) urge us to FREEDOM and God feeds them both. It is God's ceaseless meditation upon existence, which holds the universe entire in place, for the Purpose of Demonstration. Were he to stop for an instant, it would all disappear. That is how close God is to every one of us. It is God that holds us in place and God that is THE ACTUAL LIFE IN US. Celebrate the Presence. That is all you have to do. Everything else will take care of itself. What is it that hinders us in this?

Angels and Devils both, serve God. God is beyond Good and Evil and weaves them both into the endlessly unfurling Grand Tapestry of Life.

In times of Apocalypse, the dream fabric frays. The light begins to seep through the openings. This infuriates the agents of darkness, who run about sticking their fingers into The Dyke of Darkness but they soon run out of fingers. Oh how they scurry and scramble now. THE LIGHT IS COMING!!! THE LIGHT IS COMING!!! It is this light that is the force which exposes what has been hidden. It is the light that reveals! It is the light that uncovers! It is the light that awakens! It is a conscious light. It is an awareness and we ALL HAVE ACCESS TO IT!!!

A Golden Age is coming. Once the wreckage is cleared away and the collective mind set right, or recycled, it will appear in the Event Horizon. There has NEVER been a time so critical for one to work upon themselves. It is a simple matter actually. You don't do anything at all but surrender and become contrite. You become like the dirty child who fell into the mud and scraped his knee. You cry out for The Mother and she will come and clean you up and heal your wounds. It was your idea to go out into the world and dance in the mosh pits of depravity, It was your idea to force your will upon the world, along with the billions of others, to no enduring reward other than experience. It was all your idea. What was your mother to do? She loves you so much she had to let you go. And, like everyone else, you made a mess of it but all is not lost. She will take you back into her arms with nary a thought of your behavior. It is you who must forgive yourself. God has already forgiven you. Jesus Christ went out of his way to make the greatest statement ever made.


The love of God is a consuming fire. Let it consume you! Let the Telesma... the Quintessence, the Spiritual Fire, awaken in you and purify you completely. Of course this is not the labor of an afternoon but The Lord sees the Prodigal Son coming from far off. Can you feel the joy of The Father at your return? Breathe in the pranic component of cleansing and let it radiate throughout your being. Court the Telesma. Court the Quintessence. Court the Spiritual Fire. Be the eager suitor, consumed with the single divine passion for union with the one and your sincerity will act like such a powerful magnet that no angel, nor deity can resist the attraction. God is a slave to Love.



End Transmission.......



Today's Rendering is, “In Search of Rest”








“What's he got in his Pocketzies? Golum golum (sound made in throat). That thief Baggins!!!” And then there was Pocketnet.


les visible at pocketnet

Wednesday, February 12, 2020

"Actually Accessing the Truth, is the Hitch in the Giddyup to the Staircase of Interior Stars."

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

The clock is ticking. This time, you know that Schiff and Shingles, the Tweedledum and Tweedledee of Short Bus Assassins, law firm that handles all things Stool Sculpture Deity centric, will be coming to the podium with real charges, with real, credible and fact based Fruit of the Poisoned Tree evidence. He's got his people in R&D working on it and as soon as they have manufactured the details, you... the Pole Axed Steer Generation, of the America People, will be hearing about it.

I don't usually catch much grief around these parts. It used to be a bit more rowdy. We seldom get those gunslingers with Parkinson's that used to come and go. Now we got a more creative breed, that slithers in with false bonhomie, shading the syntax right on the edge of confusion, as to whether they be fucking with you or not. It puts you in a right uneasy place. You know you'll feel bad if you find out they truly were sincerely inquiring about something. At the same time............................. well... let's just say we get a sense that someone's trying to put salt peter in the Playdo. I always figure if a person were legitimate they would find a way to let you know.

I'm still waiting on that ten million dollars I was promised. I can't make the big move until it comes in. Meanwhile... Meanwhile? We're going to fluff up our sombrero into a prairie pillow and lay back and count the stars out here in the high, wide and lonesome. In any case, all of this rummaging about here, is to state that the greatest of negative reactions I have been experiencing of late, are all due to my 'perceived' support of President Trump. My support, if it is even a real thing, has to do with Self Defense. Everyone else that is competing to replace him are EITHER destructively incompetent, utterly sold out, or Satanically driven. I take a man or woman's value as being expressed in the words of Jesus Christ; “BY THEIR WORKS YE SHALL KNOW THEM!!!” I care not a wit about his buffoonery, seeming lack of class and strange behaviors in a personal manner. I am ONLY concerned about his works. This feature, separated from all else, makes him the greatest president in living memory. The only unfortunate aspect of his presidency is his coddling up to Israel. I do not understand this and I do not support it but OTHER THAN THAT? It is what it is.

We are getting to our point. If we are not definitively getting to that point exactly, we are getting to where we can see the point up ahead; keeping in mind that distances can be deceptive in the western lands. Those mountains, over cross the way, are not as close as the objects appearing in your side view mirror. They're fifty miles away. This you will discover if you set out for them, as Mr. Visible once did, sort of, with a different topography, that wound endlessly through haunted Indian canyons, first traversing miles of date and orange groves in the run up. It was early afternoon when he set out with a companion, who did not make it as far as the canyons, and it was near dawn of the next day when Visible finally saw the headlights in the far off. His heart leapt in that triumph of will; he not realizing the highway was still ten miles away. He walked around 65 miles in that stretch, without food or water. Good thing is was winter time in The Coachella Valley. Visible quickly got a ride once he arrived at the interstate (was it an interstate?). He was picked up by a fellow who smelled like an ape (true story) and who said he was an Anthropology professor at some colitch up the road. It was such a remarkable dovetailing counterpoint that the memory is deeply etched.

So... we were getting to the point, until Visible sidetracked off into the Land of Timeless Digressions. Regardless... the angel who guards and mentors Visible, does not allow him to abandon the route entirely. So here it is, for what it's worth. We have had more cultures, nations and historical periods that have vanished from history than any human mind can conceive of. Most recently, there was Atlantis and Lemuria. Lemuria, also known as Mu, preceded Atlantis. As for times and dates, good luck. I do have a theory however and I believe it applies to many another civilization that came before them. Technology is a wonderful thing. It contains the healing mechanisms in humanities war against pain and discomfort. Civilization IS humanities reaction to pain and the pursuit of comfort. It can also be likened to a runaway horse. Unless human morality can be kept abreast of the rise of technology, this runaway horse will destroy the carriage it pulls behind it and this is what has happened many, many times before.

Lemuria came and went. Atlantis came and went. Now we have come and are on the precipice of our own departure, unless divine intervention intrudes and I expect that it will. It will intrude in a variety of ways, depending upon the bent and inclinations of whatever and whomever it is intruding upon. Let me say ONLY THIS CONCERNING it, as an advisory and an operating guide; YOU HAD BEST GET RIGHT WITH IT. That is ALL YOU NEED DO.

If one looks upon the present state of civilization it can be easily seen that the force of Materialism has left the higher impulses of Love, Compassion, Decency, Self Control, Caring and Sharing and a multitude of others in a state of tragicomic disarray. We are fraying at the scenes. We are falling apart. We are cannibalizing ourselves. We are descending into chaos and we are getting plenty of help.

There are certain forces that are actively lobbying for and financing world wide destruction. The mystery is... what's in it for them? Will they not be destroying themselves? I do not doubt they have an angle but... it won't help them. The final judgment on all things in manifest life, ARE DECIDED by The Invisible Hierarchy; the Leadership Council of the Rishis... or, call them what you will. They are the multiple expressions of The Single Will of the Creator, as it asserts itself through the various personalities of its archetypes. Think of an incomprehensible force of being, manifest as light, so bright it appears as darkness, which passes through a spectrum and then is individualized in specific persona for specific tasks.

Here is what Edgar Cayce had to say about the level of existence that was present in Atlantis;

“the Atlanteans were well-versed in technology that harnessed the power of the quantum world. This included the use of crystals and sound waves for healing. Elevators and connecting tunnels operated with compressed air and steam. And they used quartz crystal science to mine gold, copper, and silver from the earth. Atlanteans were adept at the use of silicon chips at levels unrivaled in the modern world. The Crystal Skull, for example, was cut with such infinite precision that “no known modern tool could have replicated the job.” They were familiar with the amplification power of crystals in laser technology and memory chips. Also, they made extensive use of mass mental telepathy, psychokinesis, and astral projection into fourth-dimensional consciousness.”


He also said,

“two rival parties fought for control of the Atlanteans in its final days. The Children of the Law of One wanted to return to spiritual stewardship of the land-based on natural laws. The other group, the Sons of Belial, wanted to exploit natural resources for material gain.

The chief focus of their conflict was a third class of dull, half-awake sub-humans that the Sons of Belial used for slave labor. The Children of the Law of One wanted to enlighten these sub-beings by raising their consciousness. However, the Sons of Belial wanted to keep them in ignorance and exploit them for their own gain.”


Sound familiar? SOUND FAMILIAR? SOUND FAMILIAR?


And so it goes... Cayce went on to say that many former residents of Atlantis have been reincarnating in America. He said; “Their purpose was to usher in a new era of enlightened human consciousness.”


I had a dream-trance experience many years ago where I was in a space below the pyramids. I was taken through corridors. I could clearly see Egyptian hieroglyphics on the walls. There was a golden indirect lighting, whose source I could not discern. At a certain point, I found myself in a place beneath The Sphinx, where a ceremony took place but I have no recollection of what transpired. I suspect, like all the other important details in my life that have been concealed from me, there is a reason for this.

I am convinced that previous to the destruction of Lemuria and Atlantis, a number of souls migrated to safer regions and they could well have become the indigenous peoples who remain today but who degenerated into survival lifestyles with no remembrance of their origins.

People get all wound up about subjects like the Annunaki, people living beneath the surface of the Earth, reptiles who walk among us, Extraterrestrials and Dimensional beings from higher frequencies. I have no doubt about any of these as I have had multiple contacts with ET's and on occasion there were other witnesses. One of them is the brother of Fox Newscaster, Brit Hume. I have also encountered extra-dimensional beings as well. Concerning the Annunaki I know nothing and the same for inner Earth dwellers. My ONLY concern is the Inner Visible Dweller.

There are the Zecharia Sitchins and many another researcher and author of books on ancient beings. I've learned nothing from any of them. I am not saying they are wrong. They could well be right but... what difference does it make? I am ONLY concerned with what changes life for the better, I care not about what happened in The Urantia Book, or Beelzebub's Tales to his Grandson, or the ancient fantasies of The Scientologists. This sort of questionable, useless and pointless minutiae of What Difference does it Make, makes no difference to me. Half a dozen Nibirus, twenty five Annunaki and The Emperor of Swiss Cheese may make for entertaining seminars and provide for speculators to get rich and temporarily important in various backwater subcultures, with all the importance and glamour of a gathering of Furries or a Star Trek Convention, but is don't mean squat to me.


I mean no criticism of Sitchin, or certain conspiracy-vested, seminar givers, who provide 8 hours of charts and graphs (each day)... the avalanche of DVD's and Tsunami of everything under the sun. Perhaps it all works in its own fashion for the awakening of humanity but I will say there is too much, far too much STUFF. I don't know and I can't say but I suspect. I HIGHLY SUSPECT that all that is truly transformative and life changing IS WITHIN YOU. You contain the entirety of it all within you. Accessing it is the hitch in the giddyup to the Staircase of Interior Stars.



End Transmission.......



Today's Song is;






First there was a Pocketnet, then there was no Pocketnet, then there was... or then again, not.

Friday, February 7, 2020

"The Long Hard Roll of the Fixed Dice in the Neverland Casino where They Think They Win."

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Materialism gives birth to Insanity... Nancy rips up the presidents speech, while the tortured offspring of Helicopter Parents shit, Liberally, ♫ on the streets where she lives ♫. People with no grip on their own awareness and no deeper sense of self, are having their minds hijacked, right and left. This is happening in individual fashion, as evidenced by those screaming at beings that only they can see and in collective fashion, as evidenced by Antifa and other loosely formed aggregates of the mentally deranged.

Examples of both kinds of 'possession' are to be seen in their greatest presence, in the larger cities on the West and East Coasts. It should be glaringly apparent that it is in both of those locations where Liberalism and Wack-Think are at their greatest density. The numbers don't lie.

What happened at the president's State of the Union speech, is a clear indicator of what is to manifest on the urban streets of this country, this year. There is a divide in positions between those who are clamoring for the abolition of ALL RESTRAINT and those who think that a resident sense of self discipline is a major key to Quality of Life. It is only a matter of time. It is a ticking time bomb. It is inevitable, unless God intrudes, that the streets of the densely populated coasts are going to be in flames soon.

I don't want to be a Panicmeister. I sincerely believe in a coming Golden Age but I ALSO BELIEVE that INDIVIDUAL and COLLECTIVE KARMA, will manifest along the way, as Mr. Apocalypse waves his walking stick/baton, over the great stage of existence (and the soundtrack orchestra), upon which THE PURPOSE OF DEMONSTRATION is taking place. One person is standing on a sidewalk. He has paused and has lifted his eyes to The Sun, closing them against the painful brightness, he basks in the flow of the golden rays upon his form. Three feet away from him, someone on a compelling mission, who did not stop, his eyes fixed upon the screen of his cellphone, is suddenly promoted into the presence of his creator by a city bus. It happens.

I'm not saying we should all stop for a moment to feel the splendor and beauty of the life giving sun, or that it will keep you from getting hit by a bus, or that not stopping will lead to you getting modulated to a different frequency by a city bus. I am saying that all those things you think are so important now could well not even be on your mindscreen a few months from now. I'm saying that ignoring the life giving rays of The Sun and turning your eyes to the pedestrian Earth, is a kind of putting the cart before the horse, which... before I am taken to task by the Minutiae Police, is ALSO A SACRED VESSEL to my mind. Our attentions, however, are not always sacred.

It has become very clear to me in recent times that there can be no peace between The Rational and The Deranged and it is the job of The Rational to not allow The Deranged to come into power. Generally, the spectrum of rational, embraces a larger mass than the spectrum of deranged. Unfortunately... there are brief periods when derangement gains enough power to make a difference in the world- and NEVER a good one. For instance there is The Bolshevik Revolution. There was the Khmer Rouge in Cambodia and The French Revolution. With the last... there were definite, legitimate reasons to overthrow the decadent upper classes in France but it all, very soon, got way out of hand.

We are in similar straits in these times and unless you have a private planet you can flee to, it might be an intelligent position to stand and act on behalf of Rational and Sane and Moral, if only by example in your own behavior. Only the clueless or deranged are unaware of how many clueless and deranged people are loose in these times and let's give dishonorable mention to THE ANGRY... there are hordes of angry people, presently murking about, who are enraged, incensed and increasingly more and more violent for ONE REASON. The world does not see them, relate to them or treat them... LIKE THEIR HELICOPTER PARENTS DID. Here is a classic example of what I am talking about.



Keep in mind that this is only one sector of Crazyland. This is only one neighborhood in Crazyland.


The biggest supporters of Toxic Revolutions, are the first to be dispensed with when the revolution comes. Women complaining about a Rape Culture in Europe, (and here) are among the most prominent engines for attracting a real rape culture into their countries, through migrations from countries where Rape Culture is, most definitely, 'a thing'.

There are two main sources for the amplification of Crazy in these times. One of the causes is Bad Parenting and the other is a hijacked education system, that teaches self loathing and promotes social causes that are popular ONLY among very small percentages of people. Social Justice causes are of Communist Origin. Enforced Robotic Behavior, through social programming, are direct feeds into the template for totalitarian government. Materialism can also be blamed because it makes people more and more susceptible to crackpot ideologies. ALL OF THESE CAUSES, are being promoted by a particular group of people, who are performing Satanists and who believe by bringing about CHAOS and DISORDER that they can then take control of a country and its inhabitants. If you don't know this then you are on the endangered list.

For instance, there is some kind of bill in the house right now that wants to protect criminal illegals from deportation. This sounds like a bad joke, right? It's not. Of course there are more details; when are there not?

Something very dark and very powerful is moving through the underbrush of the Democratic Party. It has been tacitly identified as the radical wing of The Left but... think about it for a moment. How many Representatives could that actually be... a couple of dozen? Somehow... beyond my pay grade at the moment... a small cluster of disaffected newbies is wielding power far beyond any rhyme or reason. The evidence is that the Big Dogs are scared of them. Who has the power to make Nancy Pelosi and the rest of The Possessed become fearful and obedient? Either The Prince of Darkness himself (whom they already serve), or one of his ranking underlings.

There has been an agenda in operation since before the turn of the last century. They had been lying in wait for some time before that. The world had to be rendered into a state of malaise and self indulgence first. Convenience had to have been introduced. There needed to be a whirling blitz of new and newer technologies in their incipience. Given that... the Earth became fertile ground for the formative plane getting the blueprints (from the plane above) for Evil.

Albert Pike had written about these things prior to, as had others but the active portion... the manifesting portion, came into being at the same time as all those secret societies from The Theosophical Society to The Golden Dawn and The OTO (Let's not forget the Protocols of Zion). It was in the neighborhood of this time frame where The Mason leadership got corrupted. Previously Adam Weishaupt was busy... yadda yadda. This sort of thing always comes around when technology begins to outstrip the parameters of our collective moral compass.

'They' have put a lot of time and effort into this. It is the living wet dream of the Infernal Realm. They get all kinds of tumescent about the idea of a Lower Astral warehouse filled with damned souls. We are in the very midst of it as you read these words. You can be sure the pressure is going to intensify, in direct parallel with the Force of Awakening. Certain minions of The Dark Side, in human aspect, probably thought the day would never come, while they were still present on this plane... and could be called into formation to do the will of their Dark Lord. Be still my bleating heart? (I'm being ironic, with a gasoline chaser).


So... here we are my friends. Certain elements are seeking... INTENSELY SEEKING, to do more damage in a short time than we have seen in a long time. On the side of the angels and what few heroes remain, there is a gritting of the teeth and a narrowing of the focus and a hope that others will join the ranks. This is dependent on their reaction to The Force of Awakening. Anything is possible... where there is life there is hope... Dream big if you can't wake up and... and? Carpe Agape. Carpe Aeternum.



End Transmission.......



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Saturday, February 1, 2020

"Let the Divine Postal Service of Pending Events, Stamp your Existence with 'Special Handling'."

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

Tomorrow is a unique, albeit brief, necklace of moments from the numerological sector. It won't happen again until 3/3/30. Perhaps it is a kind of mathematical palindrome? (cue Todd Solondz). Now we know the people who cut the paychecks for 'the boys in the back room' (I'll have what the boys in the back are having.) are REALLY into numbers. For instance, let us consider the False Flag Attacks of 3/11, 9/11 and there are others. I know this because I've seen it hashed out and made reference to ad nauseum. The Secret Lodge members are REALLY into numbers. This means; THEY ALREADY HAVE A VIOLENT ACT IN MIND BUT THEY WANT TO COMMIT IT ON A SPECIFIC DATE.

No nation is as number obsessed as is the state of Israel. They like to commit their aggressions against their neighbors on their religious holy days. I've heard the argument that they are REALLY into numbers because money is all about numbers BUT... I think it is more than that. HOWEVER... let's stay with the attacks on religious holidays for the moment. They do this because these attacks are actually BLOOD SACRIFICES to particular INVISIBLE ENTITIES.

The material world, relies on the invisible world for its existence. The residents of the invisible world 'can' differ greatly in appearance from the residents of the manifest realm. On this plane we sometimes look like what we are. This is where the science of Phrenology comes from. On the invisible plane, the residents can often look exactly like what they are. There... form can be function. Now some bright wag is probably thinking right now... “okay, visible... if they are invisible, how can you see them?” They are invisible to the PHYSICAL SENSES. Other senses are activated when you are resident there. I might also mention that there are those of us present here, right now, for whom those senses are ALREADY ACTIVATED. Often this activation is involuntary and the mental institutions house these poor unfortunates. Others have this and other powers, as a result of austerities practiced, as a result of spiritual advancement, as a result of grace or association with great souled individuals, or for reasons that may remain mysterious.

There have been many accounts from soldiers on the battlefield, during horrific battles, who have seen ghouls and other, dramatically greater entities, moving among the corpses on the field of engagement. There are infernal beings who feed on battlefields and there are certain occult practitioners of The Black Arts who orchestrate conflicts, as a results of 'arrangements', or 'deals' made with MONSTERS who feed on the vital fluids of FEAR, SUFFERING, PAIN AND ANGUISH, LOSS and... even tears... are a form of sustenance for them.

When a country, or a cabal of bankers, or any invested and interested partners, sacrifice the lives of thousands, tens of thousands, millions... to a particular demonic entity, they generate a kind of 'negative' spiritual currency. It is MONEY IN THE BANK, to be spent on any number of causes and concerns, for the purpose of some form of self interest. THERE IS A GREAT DEAL OF MALEFICENT GOINGS ON TAKING PLACE THAT ARE NOT GENERALLY KNOWN BY THE PUBLIC MIND.

By now... any of us who like to call ourselves, INFORMED, should know that we only see a small part of the motives and machinations of the power brokers of these times. What does it say in The Bible? “For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.” Yes... it says, 'HIGH PLACES'. There are entities who have been ensconced (look up synonyms for ensconced) in locations on the Astral Plane FOR CENTURIES. CENTURIES!!! They have been doing their 'business as usual' for a very long time. They are operating under dispensations, granted to them for the length of the age, in some cases. God sets the parameters between the light and the darkness. If you don't know that GOD is the author of these things, after a fashion, your knowledge is not only incomplete but even injurious to you. What you don't know CAN hurt you.

These entities are ONE OF THE PRIMARY REASONS for the coming of The Avatar at specific intervals in human history. Given enough time of passage, humanity can go well off the road and into the wastes. The Avatar comes around to set the cartography straight;

“Whenever dharma declines and the purpose of life is forgotten, I manifest myself on earth. I am born in every age to protect the good, to destroy evil, and to reestablish dharma. As they approach me, so I receive them. All paths, Arjuna, lead to me.”

Yes... God deals with the good and the evil and weaves the course of them both in a particular fashion, FOR THE PURPOSE OF DEMONSTRATION.


In the interest of a 'head's up', as an instrument of caution and comfort (where it may apply), let me include- once again- this statement;

“These three are difficult to obtain in this world and depend on the mercy of the gods- the human birth, the desire for salvation and the company of the great souled ones.”

When I first read that, within the last year, it set my whole being atremble. It DESERVES A CAREFUL AND PROLONGED SCRUTINY.


When The Avatar comes, he does not ONLY adjust material conditions, he comes with a broom and... I should also add, LEGIONS OF ANGELS and SWEEPS ALL OF THE REGIONS OF EXISTENCE CLEAN OF EVIL INFLUENCE. All of the entities 'ensconced' for such a period of time, are swept from their seats and stripped of all power and influence. IT IS NOT ENOUGH to clear out all of the ways and byways on THIS PLANE, because those who operate from the invisible, simply find new human agents to carry out their plans. These vulnerable souls are like cars and they are 'jacked' by these entities who operate a stolen soul ring.

Once again, let me state... BECAUSE IT IS OF SERIOUS IMPORTANCE... that Mr. Apocalypse is going to amplify THE FORCE OF AWAKENING by a factor of at least 10 (speaking of numbers) soon. It COULD WELL BE that some material events will precede, or be associated, with this increase in THE FORCE OF AWAKENING. Do I have to say that those of you who are presently, consciously, struggling to awakening ARE FORTUNATE INDEED! Yes... these are trying times. I labor daily under the impact of pernicious harassments, AS DO WE All. I often feel like I am jogging in LA, where it is said, “just living there is equal to smoking two packs of cigarettes a day.” IT WILL NOT ALWAYS BE SO! We are all being tried in the fires of circumstance. This is to see if we are sincere, resilient and determined.

God may well be at the furthest reach of the universe. God may well be within every particle of existence, animate and inanimate, from the grossest physical manifestation to the finest expression of substance that there is but what our minds should be focused on, in this regard, is that GOD IS WITHIN! God may well be apart but God is, MOST CERTAINLY within, FOR ALL PRACTICAL PURPOSES AND GOD CAN BE CONTACTED AT ALL TIMES! Just because you don't get some instant response does not mean God did not hear you and is not acting upon your prayer, request or inquiry. God answers ALL sincere and righteous prayer. You, sometimes, get your answers by diver's means and I can attest to that from personal experience. God is significantly more aware of you than you are of God. TO THE DEGREE THAT YOU RELY ON THE INEFFABLE, TO THAT DEGREE YOU WILL BE ATTENDED TO. God has all those angels for a reason!!! And I might add that you get attended to regardless. It is critically important as to WHOM YOU PUT YOUR FAITH IN.

So... does it matter that tomorrow is 2-2-20? Every moment of every day matters. Will something remarkable happen tomorrow? Something remarkable happens every single day. We just don't usually see it but I ASSURE YOU THAT SOMEONE SEES. Every day, angels spiral around the sun with trumpets, resonating pure joy outward, in the eternal celebration of the Coming of the King... rising forever and ever as the world turns beneath it. This can and is seen by those whose eyes are tuned to the necessary bandwidth. There are glorious celebrations in the heavens AT ALL TIMES! The general, separated, human consciousness, is turned downward to the murky and inconsequential happenings of pedestrian existence ...and THEY DO NOT SEE THE CELEBRATION. There is a victory dance taking place on the upper planes AT ALL TIMES but sadly... most of us do not see it.

There is no Armageddon of which we need to be concerned. There is no world ending catastrophe that includes us all. There are ONLY those catastrophes that certain groups of people signed up for. Simultaneously, with whatever destructive and fear laden events might come and go, there are other events of jubilation and triumphant rejoicing going on ALL THE TIME! What will tomorrow bring? What did you do in preparation for it today?


There is NOTHING to worry about. There NEVER HAS BEEN anything to worry about. Everything we worry about is something we have assumed personal responsibility for. If you feel it is your job to handle something, the divine will step back and let you do so AND THEN... you can worry about it. Conversely, you can leave the whole thing in God's hands and the Divine Postal Service of Pending Events, will stamp your existence with 'Special Handling' and will ferry it by the most expeditious route to a divine address.



End Transmission.......



Today's Song is;






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