"Given that The Devil is The Mind, When it is Upside Down... It Can Lead to All Sorts of Insights... if You Think About It."

God Poet Transmitting.......

Last week Trump was at McDonald's. I am speculating here, but... it seems to me that if you eat from that chain... you are stupid or very young, but... on the way to not getting much smarter because you have stupid parents and then it's a matter of genetics too.

It was a smart play though... because... as it becomes more and more obvious to me... there are a lot of stupid people in America and that is a considerable voting bloc, which... logic says...would naturally... ordinarily... devolve to Kamala The Queen of Stupid... based on mutual attraction of the species.

This week he gets into a garbage truck because Biden fell into The Deplorable Pit; easier to fall into than to climb out of. Twice now he has followed up with comic relief at a gaff by The Other Side. Someone is doing some smart advising... unless he came up with these himself...which... is also possible.

I have cried out for some time now... for some amount of Gravitas to surface in Mr. Trump's persona. The fact is that I like Donald Trump, and it hurts me to see him play the buffoon unnecessarily. Yes... sometimes it is a good thing to use buffoonery as a ploy to trap and expose your enemies. I say this in case you were wondering about my use of the term... unnecessarily.

I have also been wishing and hoping he would display a greater amount of caginess, and this he is doing in these latest escapades. That is smart politics right there, a few steps up from kissing babies, and... several floors above biting them.

I don't know if he has discovered Froggie's Magic Twanger or... Felix's Magic Bag of Tricks, but whatever he has discovered has come right on time.

Everything is so different from last time around. Humor... rightly directed... can be a devastating weapon. It is said that if you laugh at The Devil... he will run from you... because he cannot abide ridicule. Given that The Devil is The Mind... when it is upside down... this can lead to all sorts of insights if you think about it long enough.

The World is upside down and appearances are deceiving... so... deception is the order of the day in business...advertising... politics... religion... and romance... along with most areas of material engagement. The World is hoodwinking everyone who lets their guard down; anyone who does not maintain a steady focus on what is before them... when any sort of exchange is going on. Let your attention be diverted... and your pocket will be picked or... your heart might get broken... that is always possible... especially in certain age demographics.

If I am clear-eyed and honest about what I see... it is not difficult for me to come to the conclusion that an alarming amount of people are stupid. This leaves me with 3 possibilities of response; contempt... indifference... or compassion. I might add that nearly all of us are stupid on occasion. That is what the sharks look out for. Anyone can be fooled and anyone can be taken in under the right circumstances... at the right moment.

You must be on guard in this world. Pay attention! I am advised to do this many... many times a day. One way to get what you want from others, by hook or by crook... is to give the impression that they can get what they want. A baited hook seldom goes unnoticed, and... as Lao Tzu has observed; even a fish would survive if he kept his mouth shut.

So... I look at the guile and machinations of politicians, and... in nearly every case... I am immune to the blandishments. It is because I don't want anything. However... there are things that I want for others. I hate to see people suffer from stupidity, unfocused desire, and unbridled appetite. Still... interfering in the lives of others... even for their own good... can create problems for you.

I always thought that helping people was a good thing, BUT... it can lead to complications; oh yes, precious! Being a good Samaritan can be lethal... if you stop your car for a lady and she is only a decoy. The roadsides of highways... and the highways themselves... are littered with dead animals in Spring... mostly, but... all year long to some extent because... there are two main reasons that an animal will cross the road, and they are sex and food. Humans are the same way, but the similar conditions are mostly blurred to the eyes of the observer, who is usually not watching or... introspective enough.

Politics is a form of magic. Politicians like to wave sugar plums in the eyes of their target audience, so as to get control of the sugar and the plums. I buy the idea that there are people who are motivated by altruistic ideals... just like law school students, and doctors, BUT... the level of attrition... when you factor in the impact of time and circumstance is... frightening. Few make it through unscathed in terms of their original intentions.

I think Trump's heart is in the right place, but his head is not always screwed on properly. Vanity is an awful curse. It can get you dead or worse. I am on my guard about that enemy of personal peace like few other enemies. There is no upside to it, and... it can make you a terrible judge of character. It makes you vulnerable to people who seek to work you for their own ends. You need to be open-eyed and open-hearted, but... you need to be aware. Not wanting anything is the best defense I have ever found.

I now fully expect Trump to win... despite the shenanigans of Shapiro and The Usual Suspects in Pennsylvania, and all the other locations where they hope to steal the thing. However... they screwed things up so badly... that the voting from the other side and the ranks of the disaffected... is going to result in a landslide and a mandate.

I also... fully expect the morally bankrupted and corrupt Democrats to bite more babies and have more bad camera moments yet because of... The Hidden Hand. Destiny is going to get its way one way or the other. It's math.

They are also going to pull several stupid stunts that they are not going to be able to conceal the origin of, and I will end any sentence I feel like ending with a preposition any time I feel like it. It had to be said.

It is my opinion that The Avatar is already here. Certainly, his influence is, and that is all that matters, especially considering that it might be the intention of Heaven that he surfaces in the human heart at a wide reach... creating mirrors of The Divine, right... left... center, and... behind. Surely, he will be personified in a specific personality... with a specific doctrine that will get seriously doctored over the coming centuries, BUT... The Rock will be... and is... solid as a rock; except that nothing is as solid as it appears. As my good friend Hermes says;

“So thou hast the glory of the whole world; therefore let all obscurity flee before thee. This is the strong force of all forces, overcoming every subtle and penetrating every solid thing. So the world was created. Hence were all wonderful adaptations, of which this is the manner.”

Yeah... The Truth is Out There, BUT... The Truth is In There also, and it does make a difference where you look, as that amounts to what version you will find. Obviously, The Truth is of only one version, BUT... since it cannot be spoken or produced... we are left with versions, on... this... level.

Yes... we know that politicians have to meet a lower standard or they won't even draw an audience. We also know that they are The Organ Grinder's Monkey, and... you might also want to consider the implications of organ-grinding. We can only hope that Trump has learned a little discretion and foresight in the manner in which he chooses his friends and the state of awareness in which he keeps his enemies close.

I am not a traditional fanboy the way so many people are, who make a life course and a mindset out of wishin' and hopin'. I don't conveniently forget what I saw in previous times... that neither logic nor reason can account for. I am not impressed when people brag on things they have no real knowledge concerning, telling people about the wonderful ventilators he got for conditions that didn't exist... to treat people who didn't have them; Operation Warped Speed and other debacles that basically fronted for institutional murder, and... so many other things I could say right now, but...

...when it comes to this particular dead horse, not even the bones remain. In any case... I continue to feel this rising optimism and steady-on well-being and ebullience, which... I am trying to keep tamped down when possible. So... my friends... something less than full steam ahead, but... steady as she goes, and...

... one last thing.

🚨Breaking Now🚨: President Joe “Dank Brandon” Biden addresses footage of him biting infants at a White House Halloween event: pic.twitter.com/TYS17TPPm6

— Prison Mitch (@MidnightMitch) October 31, 2024

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AND... (one of the coming albums has Hip Hop Rap format, which should explain the following song.)

Today's song is;

They Don't Walk The Talk

God don't wear no Rolex watch

God don't shine his shoes

God don't have no blow-dried hair

Or fine xpensive suits

God don't deal in Hunger Porn

Or dirty little lies

Like painting sugar water under

Starving children's eyes

To attract the flies

For the photo op

please God make it stop

Oh! those color snaps

White Christians in Safari suits

with black kids on their laps

what kind of psychopaths

come up with shit like that

Oh it's a crying shame

what those missionaries do

Sucking all that money

out of clueless you.

Building big cathedrals

so you can hear them talk

about all the good they do but-

they don't walk the talk

they lie and cheat and steal and kill

but they don't walk the talk

they rut and eat and drink their fill

but they don't walk the talk

they sing and dance they dance and sing

loaded down with tacky bling

but they don't walk the talk

they don't walk the talk

Now they've got a holy war

in the Middle East

Killing in the name of God

while they serve the beast

Brand new shiny hypocrites,

let's put 'em in a zoo

Yes famine is a money game

like holocaust and war

and they keep making more

Got this place called Israel

a throne room for The King of Hell

It's the synagogue of Satan

and a crime lord enterprise

a barren land of hatred

in a wilderness of lies

telling them is easy but

they can't walk the talk

They got their undercover spies

in every single nation

where they eat at the foundations

till the nation falls apart

and when you turn to look around

you see that they all left town

before the news had got around

cause they can't walk the talk

The time is coming when a change

it going to set the world aflame

For some the fires in their hearts

for some, it burns like shame

They can talk and talk and talk

but they can't walk the talk

they're gonna tell you it's not their fault

but they can't walk the talk

you may say we got you wrong

we were misled all along

it must have been the other guy

but we know that that's a lie

cause you got all that sideways talk

that two-timing double-crossing talk

but you can't walk that talk

you can't walk that talk

I'm still tuning this one up, but a rough draft should do for the moment.

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"Behind the Mask of Matter Lies The Force that Shapes It. People are Focused on What They See. Not on What Creates It."

God Poet Transmitting.......

Now... my friends... comes the most amazing... strange... unusual... transformative... concentration of hours; two hundred and change from this moment of this composition. I have no idea of what is coming. I know that many minds... in strategic positions... have been analyzing the possibilities.

It is a unique process... to be setting snares and... simultaneously... to avoid getting caught in them. Optics! Optics! Optics! This is not what The Deep State had planned, and I KNOW they figured they had all the guns and ammo... given that they are in control of all the branches of government; yes... even The Republican House of Congress... because of the rhinos.

Something keeps going wrong. There are waves of invisible force rising from hidden well-springs and circling The Earth. Where is it all coming from? Here is an interesting commentary that might add some light... in a very indirect way... to what is going on... without explaining any of it.

It's brief. You can take a moment to go and see what it says.

Witchery is a very misunderstood tradition... especially by the weekend dabblers and poseurs who posture and pretend... to have a power they do not possess, and... have names like, Hallelujah Rainbow-Patchouli (British no doubt), Annabeth Milk-Curdle (also British, probably (I think from the hyphen), and... Ohwattagoose Siam; probably Native American. Whether it's new age or urban meta-Wicca doesn't matter. It follows that a little knowledge is dangerous and none at all... is lethal.

I spoke with a high witch once and asked him why he did not take the ever-finer more light-filled path. He said that I should not mistake a circle for a helix. He is perfectly happy chasing the seasons round and round. I am not. Different strokes.

I know there are people out there who are skilled at these things. I forget who said it, but... it would hold true regardless; “anyone who can burn a hole through two inches of teak wood with his mind is not to be trifled with.” That's not exactly how it was put, but close enough.

Some people actually have powers. Sometimes you can't see what it is that is generating the influence but you can feel the influence. Once again, it's like the wind.

Behind the mask of matter resides the force that shapes it. In times of Material obfuscation people are focused on the appearances and not on what creates them.

This I know for a fact. If you put your attention on something and give it enough time... study... and application... you will develop power in that area. What determines the direction of the force is whether you are inherently good or evil. You'd better be sure of yourself if you venture into these arenas. Good can go bad without one catching on until it is too late. Seldom does Bad return the favor; if only.

I've mentioned a ground-shaking book several times here; The Morning of The Magicians.

The Morning of The Magicians

It's from the 60s. It has an aura of the sensational, like the T. Lobsang Rampa books, but in both cases, there are kernels of truth to be discovered. Suffice it to say that The World External is a magic show, and there are people who know how to work The Old Forces to their advantage.

Israel has a stable of such practitioners... in hidden rooms... around The World... (and they are not the only ones) who focus malice on anyone who comes to their attention in a negative light. Their enmity works like a Tibetan Prayer Wheel would if it were spinning below the surface of a waste reclamation plant.

There were people behind Epstein... Diddy... and others that you don't see in the group photos. They don't need to be at the orgy because their idea of an orgy involves rivers of blood, which they might well attend on the astral plane. These are the people who do Evil because it is an orgasmic event for them. Yes; a form of sex. Everything is a form of sex, and you are either doing it well or badly.

There is a French joke (of course, it would be the French)... three brothers are looking through a window at a couple having sex. The first boy who is about 6 asks; What are they doing? The second boy, who is 10 says, They are making love. Then the 3^rd boy who is 12 says, Yes, and badly. Magic is like that.

Behind the scenes at all of these power gatherings... that involve social intercourse, which degenerates into physical intercourse... are quiet observers. Often, the other people present do not know them for what they are, and... this applies to both the Good and the Evil practitioners. They use The Will to influence the actions of others. I first discovered this for myself... while on psychedelics... when I was able to influence people in positive directions through the power of thought.

Most of the time... in times like these... that influence is more of the negative intent. People who would say that they have nothing to do with magic... still engage in the practice through the application of will.

Be assured that there are people around President Trump, just as there are around Zelensky and Satanyahu... Biden and Harris... who direct these people through the force of Will, and they can do this up close and personal or... at a distance. Try to remember that there is REALLY... REALLY... only One Mind. It is a big illusion that has captured most people in the belief that they possess a separate mind. They do not... this is only an appearance.

Now... behind the people who influence other people are invisible beings who influence them. It is a whole pecking order that has been in operation for a very long time. It is the Dance of Light and Shadows. Light ALWAYS wins, BUT... Light is not everywhere all the time. Wherever conscious representatives of The Living Light go... the servants of The Shadow must flee from, the same way shadows do when you turn on the light in a previously dark room.

There are agents of The Darkness who live in the cities, and there are elemental forces that live in the wild places and... high up in treacherous zones of mountains. People die who go where they shouldn't go... when they shouldn't go there. There is a reason why there are certain sections of towns and cities where certain things happen... where you go to address carnal appetites or buy illegal substances. There are places where a sense of awe prevails, and there is confusion... always present... when you expect one thing and encounter another. Everything you see is arranged by what you don't see.

When I went to India, I visited the Ramana Maharshi ashram. I was struck by the emptiness and absence of any spiritual atmosphere. I mentioned it to my friend, Abul, who had taken me there. He said, “You know why that is, yes?” I said, “No.” He answered; “The Jesuits own and operate the place.” Many things exist... and many things happen... for reasons that are not immediately obvious. One must probe.

Tibet did not get occupied by China because they were good peaceful people minding their own business. The priest class there had fallen into Black Magic, and the predictable followed after. This is not to imply that the Chinese were saviors of any kind. It was more on the order of The Huns sacking Rome. Once you cancel out your own protections for whatever stupid reasons you had... you are in trouble. People put holes in their aura without even knowing what they are doing. It happens all the time, especially in times of material excesses.

What I am saying is that people trying to get at President Trump... cannot do so... because he has heavy protections. You also have to be very careful when trying to injure someone like that... because... if the spell or curse does not hit its intended target, it WILL rebound on you. I know many stories about this sort of thing. This is the case... for good or ill... with every public figure, and some of them are safe only for specific periods of time.

Everything going on in The World is caused by forces you cannot see (follow the whole thread).

So apparently the soldiers in Vietnam who used the first generation of infrared goggles were seeing some sort of entities all around them. Due to panic, the equipment was withdrawn and never used again.

Most reports of this anomaly came from the battlefield, especially in the… pic.twitter.com/XvCgmQxUfx

— Open Minded Approach (@OMApproach) October 27, 2024

What you think you see is a blind for what is actually going on, AND... ALL OF IT ANSWERS TO GOD. This is just one example of something I have been hearing about for a long time. It's real though... there is too much evidence and witnesses from too many places in The World with no connection to each other.

Why am I talking about magic? It is because all the wells... from which the manipulators of existence... have been drawing the water they needed... to perform their magic... are drying up. The World is changing invisibly and soon the invisible will be made visible. It has never been about Bad Guys trying to run The World and Good Guys rising up against them. It has always been about The Purpose of Demonstration. We are here to learn lessons as the consequences of action. When we have learned our lessons we are permitted to move on. When you finish high school... you get to go to college.

If you did good on the junior varsity you get to try out for the varsity. You get to try out for the college team, and then you go to the pros. It is a progression. Some are swimming up. Some are swimming across. Some are swimming down, but... in fact... everyone is being carried by the current. Maybe you can't feel it but it is there. Let God take command of your life. Stop resisting, and you will rise on invisible wings, and...

... one last thing.

Next Level pranks
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— Science girl (@gunsnrosesgirl3) October 18, 2024

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Today's song is;
(this is sure to upset some fundies)

Your God can Wear an Elephant's Head

♫ If my God can walk on water and rise from the dead

your god can wear an elephant's head

If your god can hunt for witches and burn them at the stake

my god can be the lady in the lake

an elephant's head... the man on the cross

they're just suits of clothes and your head's filled with moss

you curse the serpent... God's energy in form

do you know who you are? am I getting warm?

In this world of changing forms

the simple and fantastic... the unyielding and elastic

It's more than you have seen... more than you can ever know

more in Heaven yes, and Earth... Horatio...

Like the eyes inside a comet

On the boulevard of dreams

while the screaming tongues of madness

Wait inside their limousines

And the dragon rides the subway

His breath flames like a gun

Through the savage nameless tunnels

Ever after... soon upon

Do you think you know the truth of anything at all?

The council of Nicaea... they created Paul

They covered up the truth for the cash register priests

And their endless lies have never ever ceased.

All those wasted lifetimes with you looking all around

your heart could have told you what there was to be found

God shines through nature. God shines in The Sun

and that place within you... is your kingdom come

Behind the face of matter is the living force of God

It lives in everything we see in righteous joy eternally

Expressed as love that is concealed inside a burning need

The only mystery to it. is hidden in the seed

Like the eyes inside a comet

On the boulevard of dreams

while the screaming tongues of madness

Wait inside their limousines

And the dragon rides the subway

His breath flames like a gun

Through the savage nameless tunnels

Ever after... soon upon

In this world of changing forms

the simple and fantastic... the unyielding and elastic

It's more than you have seen more than you can know

more in Heaven yes and Earth... Horatio ♫

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"You Need to have The Wack-a-Doodle Gene or... You don't Get The Swaying Effect... to Music that Only You Can Hear."

God Poet Transmitting.......

It's all about a crisis of faith. When there is wiggle room... then there is stress. You are either fully committed and... on board or... confusion ensues. You can't have a foot in both camps. What if the plates start to move under you? The Colossus of Rhodes is not standing anymore, and all that is left of Ozymandias is his head; at least that's what Shelley said.

It is interesting... from my perspective... to see the fear... the panic, and the rage or... the fear... the rage, and the panic. However, it comes about. One leads to the other... if any of them are sustained. It is the same with Lust... then anger... then self-loathing. Things go in series... emotions follow one another... like links in a chain. Everything is connected, but... you already know that.

There are a lot of things we know or... think we know... that have become ingrained in our thinking patterns. We take them for granted, but... they might not have been true, to begin with, or... they may no longer be true now. We might believe something in a general way but lack the critical specifics. Fear is like that. It causes aberrations in the thinking process. It brings a heightened anticipation, but... not in a good way.

It's a fine line between excitement and fear. Two people... in exactly the same situation... can cry out, and only one of them is terrified. Sometimes danger can be a turn-on. I do not get the upside of that. Then again... I have been in danger numerous times, and many people only imagine these things. You learn a great deal about yourself in moments like that.

I have learned that there used to be at least two sides to me, and... depending on which one I happened to be in... at the given moment... it had everything to do with how I responded. I have been in situations that were hair-raising, to say the least, BUT I was thrilled, and it is why many people considered me crazy at times. Then... there were occasions when I was somewhat less secure in myself and the reaction was completely different.

I have seen myself act out as a bonafide hero and as a certified coward. Sometimes age was a factor. When you are young you have much less of an idea of yourself. You haven't built up the reinforced facade yet. It is only lately that I have occasionally thought that certain emotions became present in me... to restrain me... from a course of action that might have proven to be … stupid.

I have acted nobly on many occasions where there were no witnesses in The Third Party, and I have let myself down on that account as well. Moods have a lot to do with it, and moods have a lot to do with The Moon, and where you happen to be standing... further enhanced by other planetary pressures, having to do with how you are arranged... inside... accordingly. I know a lot of people don't believe in these things, and an even greater number have little understanding of them, BUT... everything is connected.

What I am saying and... let's make that metaphorical... is that there are wheels inside of wheels, and most people only see... little further than the surface... on that account, and about to the same depth inside of them as well.

Our ego tells us all kinds of lies about ourselves, so... it is best to transcend it as early as possible. You can't kill The Ego. That is something neophytes tell themselves. It is similar to holding Mercury still on a mirror, BUT... it is also very much like balance never being still.

Why am I going on about this? I am noticing certain flare-ups in the human psyche, and it is reflected in groups and individuals. Panic is already showing its face among the liberal progressives who sense that Kamala is going down. They are developing strident personas (already present) and weird tics that seem to be connected to cellphone radiation or... something like the subterranean drums of Khazad-Dum.

It is the oddest thing. Did The Killer Vaccines bring it on? Is it the result of programming that seems to have done a Passover on the rest of us? It is genre-specific somehow. You need to have the wack-a-doodle gene or you don't get the swaying effect to music that only you can hear. I see certain things through the clarity lens of a focused detachment; one might say it has granted me a critical eye that does not move... even if everything it sees is moving.

So... for me... this is very strange and I don't know what to make of it because... there are a number of possibilities at work, and I don't know which ones apply or... is it all of them?

You have to figure that the people with all the money... have access to serious tech that we probably don't know about, but... can well imagine. Also... everything that has been going on... the conditioning... the telepathic invasion... the subliminal deep tissue work... has been in play for decades It goes back to before Bernays... before The Protocols. It has been happening for a while. Alfred Pike talked about it. So have a lot of people.

You have to think of Evil as being similar to waves on the ocean... the seven sets that surfers wait on. It rolls in and dissipates on the shore. It can do this over and over, and you can get the feeling that it's never going to end. You have to rise above that too. Evil can only touch what it can magnetize in you, and whatever Evil may get up to, a mirror is its worst enemy... depending on who is wielding it.

People think of Evil as being diabolically clever... smarter than the average weasel or hyena. Actually... Evil is profoundly stupid and misinformed or... it wouldn't be evil. Evil is only as clever and powerful as the evil in you that rises to greet it. Do you see yourself in that mirror? Hmm.

Evil is one of those strange half-formed illusions that remains uncompleted. It's like anything that goes wrong and winds up South of its best intentions. Hell is to the south of everything that goes wrong. What I mean is... Evil is very hard to define because it very much depends on who is defining it. Some see Trump as evil. Others see Harris the same way. In both cases and most especially in the latter case, it is a matter of stupidity and not evil. The Evil comes about through the people handling her.

When you want to do something really bad. If you have any smarts... you get a stupid person to take responsibility for it. All over The World these days... the truly evil are doing their work through marionettes and hand-puppets. Sometimes there are third and fourth parties in a chain. It's a spiritual shell game of shell corporations and... good luck trying to find the pea.

The idea... for anyone who is not stupid... is to find the evil in yourself and deal with it or... more importantly... find the door through which Evil accesses you, AND... close it tight. Check your appetites and desires... these are the mediums that compromise your connections to... your better angels. Demons are angels operating at certain frequencies within specific bandwidths.

There are different countries of the mind and the heart and large populations live in all of them. They think that where they are is a real place and not a reflection of their own being... at a particular stage of expression. Raise the level of your awareness and you will find yourself living somewhere else or... the place where you are living will turn into somewhere else. We live in something that possesses limitless possibilities. We restrict this capacity for reasons... heh heh; whatever it is it isn't rational so... fear is involved at some level.

Anyway... people are freaking out all over the place as certain forces try to turn Trump into the ultimate boogeyman. You see... certain vested interests... not necessarily in accord with each other... are trying to steal the country. They thought they already had done so. Oops! So now... they are very vulnerable. However... this is how Divine Justice works by getting people to over-extend themselves and lose their balance. This is one of the main keys to several martial arts; especially Aikido... Hapkido... Judo and Jujitsu.

There are other martial arts that do not involve the body as much but are easily as effective. I digress. There are all kinds of hot and heavy breathing... going on in select locations, and the pressure is being felt at every level... below those select locations... that have any association... with those select locations. You will note that appearances are proving more and more distressing to those who thought they had a hammerlock on the greased pig. It's not as easy as it looks, and it doesn't look very easy.

Let's just say that interesting times are coming to a location near you sometime soon, and...

... one last thing.

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— TopLobsta (@TopLobsta) October 18, 2024

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Today's song is;

There But For Fortune

♫ I saw a sad junkie changing his clothes

in the alley behind a store

wounds on his body

thin as a rail

Time running out

he don't have much more

bought him some food from a stall on the street

I watched him real close as he sat down to eat

Then I gave him some money

Do you want to know why?

there but for fortune goes I

There but for fortune

There but for grace of

the one who abides

in the innermost space

the silent witness

of all that we do

There but for fortune goes me

There but for fortune goes me

and... … …

you

I see beggars and hookers

no longer lookers

kings and queens upon a time

forgot about who they used to be

Forgot how they came to be there

forgot how selfish they once had been

but I can't judge

you want to know why?

there but for fortune goes I

There but for fortune goes I

There but for fortune

There but for grace of

the one who abides

in the innermost space

the silent witness

of all that we do

There but for fortune goes me

There but for fortune goes me

and... … …

you

I was hunted and beaten back in the past

lived in squalor instead of a garden

slandered and shamed I was betrayed

Whipped into the future of the life I made

I found my way to a kind solitude

The demons that chased me no longer intrude

don't let life's chances pass you by

there but for fortune

in the blink of an eye

Shiny new Rolex shines on your wrist

time can be expensive you know

you've never lacked for nothing

nothing at all

except for what... you're... chasing... now

You see lives scatter like leaves on the road

pay it no mind it's not your problem

oh! There but for fortune goes you

and there but for fortune goes me... ...

...too

There but for fortune

There but for grace of

the one who abides

in the innermost space

the silent witness

of all that we do

There but for fortune goes me

There but for fortune goes me

and... … …

you ♫

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"The Media is Ubiquitous Now. What isn't Coming at You thru The Usual Mediums is Coming at You in Invisible Waves."

God Poet Transmitting.......

Everything in life responds to a sense of touch. That is why the most important quality in statesmanship or governing is diplomacy. One might say diplomacy is a kind of invisible touch. It is similar to bonhomie concealing a power move... when someone grabs your elbow when they shake your hand. I'm talking about the subtle moves in life that have a great deal to do with the appearance of control.

Everything in life these days is about perception. That is because media is ubiquitous, and what isn't coming at you through the usual mediums is coming at you in invisible waves. I'm saying... I seem to be always saying... what you see is not what you get, and there are all kinds of caveat emptor.

Life is a circling series of stages that get smaller... as they retreat into the distance of secondary markets. The Comedy Club in Boise does not have the same cachet as the one in New York or LA. Still... it is more upscale than the one in Pago Pago; if Pago Pago has a comedy club. I actually just went and checked. I couldn't find one. I did find a Yacht Club.

So... The Al Smith Dinner last night was one of those exclusive... closer to life's biggest stage events, and... Kamala did not attend. Were you wondering what life's biggest stage is... the one that The Al Smith Dinner is closer to? Well... that's a hard call. When it comes to a gathering of celebrities, it's like The Met Gala, so... maybe The Biggest Stage is a movable feast... sometimes it's here and sometimes it's there, and... you have to look out for the Spiritual Ptomaine that's always present at functions like that. You can get a chronic and contagious salmonella that is like Herpes.

At the really big functions... you get the higher-ranking demons. Some of them arrive via their physical vehicle, which is whoever the celebrity is that agreed to the arrangement, and otherwise, they shadow the event. They hang out in the corners or... the curtains, if there are any curtains. Chucky Schumer is an example of one whose demon is in residence... in situ? Possibly. Some of them have been possessed since the moment the first fallen angel hit Terra not so firma.

All the big dignitaries have their demonic handlers these days because the demons can't hang out with the powers and principalities in high places anymore; not since The Avatar has been driving them into manifest states. You can expect this in any time of advanced materialism because... the exclusive zones attract high-ranking demons... the way shit attracts flies. You can be pretty sure Beelzebub will be around. Isn't he The Lord of the Flies?

Most of the time... most of the people... who are all confined within specific parameters of bandwidth... cannot see demons or angels. You need to be in a heightened state. Certain comestibles can cause this... certain spiritual practices can cause it, and chemical reactions in the brain can cause it too. I've had all three.

Crazy people have a closer relationship with out-of-wack chemistry and it is why they see things. Just because you can't see something does not mean it isn't there. You need to have your other senses activated. I've had that happen at various times from various causes, so... I can attest to having seen things. (eerie music begins to play)

Yeah... those preening celebrities like to gather, as if they were exotic animals at an exclusive watering hole, which... I guess they are... aren't they? It reminds me of that tale by Poe; the Masque of The Red Death. Something unseen and mysterious moves among the celebrities, and... they go missing in smaller numbers, and get replaced. I don't see any of the name players that were around when I was young. They went somewhere, and... for all we know... they might well be back already.

What we see of the celebrity life is not what the celebrities see. They know each other in a more intimate sense, but probably not in any deeper sense because they are not real people. They are in show business after all. They dance and prance like show ponies. Sometimes... when their sell-by date has passed, they get put out to pasture, sometimes they are interred in the pasture, and sometimes... they go to the glue factory or the dog food industry.

Celebrities are like Shylock in a way. If you prick them they bleed, but they don't think of themselves as being like other people. They are spechul. So... there are the celebrities of The World and then there are the celebrities that are not of The World. Still... the latter are no lesser celebrities than the former.

They have considerably more staying power, and... they are real stars that generate their own light. The other stars only have lights bouncing off of them. They are reflectors of light. If it goes dark where they are, it stays dark... until one of those other celebrities I was talking about appears; like The Sun. The Sun is one of those celebrities. The Sun is a real celebrity. When The Sun walks into a room, you know it.

Why people try so hard to meet the temporary celebrities... when they can... more easily... meet enduring celebrities... is more than I can understand. I have spoken to The Sun. I have had actual conversations with The Sun, and he is just as you would expect him to be; joyful and radiant... bigger than life... way... way bigger than life. He is filled with optimism, as you might expect, and he only sees the good in people. He doesn't permit himself to see anything else because that would dim his light and he knows this.

The Sun is an actual living personality. This I have had first-hand evidence of, and it matters not to me whether anyone believes it or not because... what would I care about that? How would that make any difference? It's like telling someone about the time you spent in Laguna Beach and some stuffed shirt starts telling you, you were never in Laguna Beach, and then you start telling them about all these locations that are present there. Then what happens? They find something else to annoy you with. You can wind up feeling like a Republican at a news conference.

Well... it's the same thing about those invisible celebrities. How would you know all these things about them? The interesting thing about invisible celebrities and invisible friends is... just because you can't see them does not mean they are not there. I have several people of my acquaintance who will affirm that these invisible celebrities are quite real because of events that took place while they were visiting. They have a way of letting people know they are there.

To be in their company, all you have to do is be on their wavelength. For them to communicate with someone who is not on their wavelength... well... they can adjust to the needs of the moment... believe me on that account.

I am telling you about this because the time is soon to arrive when such sightings, and attendant experiences are going to become much more common. Count on it.

I just went to get another cup of tea and I saw my crystals on the kitchen counter. I hold one of them in my hand when I take a nap in the afternoon and one I use at night. I usually put them in The Sun to charge up, and... so I went outside. The Sun was behind a large bank of clouds and it's still quite cool and is supposed to be all day. So... I set the crystals down on the rim of the gas firepit (which we never use) and as I was speaking the words I usually speak, The Sun shined right through the clouds... somehow... and I heard him say, “So, you've been talking about me.” We had a laugh about that and I came back inside.

This sort of thing happens to me several times a day because that is The World I live in. I do not live in a world of temporal celebrity, but I do live in The World of More Enduring Celebrities. In an earlier period of life... over some years... I met a lot of celebrities of both kinds, visible and invisible. The visible celebrities are generally of two types. There are those who are genuinely decent people... who were famous due to an abundance of talent... where karma interfaced with and accounted for their higher profile. There are much fewer of these.

Then there are the other kind... who are much more numerous and are often famous because of their ruthless... driving and vain personalities. It's also a feature of karma, of course. These people are no fun to be around, and to me... they are fully transparent. So... I'm glad I was not present at the Al Smith dinner. Al Smith was a political celebrity of his time. Now he is a dead celebrity, at least in that role, and they have what amounts to a wake in his honor at regular intervals. It's a Catholic thing and they are big on wakes. Waking up is another matter.

The more enduring celebrities are not dead. They shine on, and on... and on. You are a reflection of the company you keep, and the company you keep is drawn to you by the quality of your nature. Whatever you wish to attract... you need to put out the right bait. Sometimes you are the bait. Yeah... it's not just about touch. It's also about smell; metaphorically and allegorically speaking, and...

... one last thing.

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Today's song lyrics;

A Love Letter from God

♫ I woke up this morning

From a magical dream

ah... it wasn’t magic

It was somewhere in between

A promise and a miracle

Of something left unsaid

can’t remember what it was

but it's still playing in my head

All this time I’m searching

hard as I know how

and I keep believing

It will come to me somehow

And now that it has happened

it doesn’t seem that odd

To go to sleep and then receive

A love letter from God

A love letter from God

was written on my heart

While The World was sleeping

I don't know where to start

Somewhere bells are ringing

they're summoning the age

cause The Avatar is coming

and then we turn the page

One day follows another

in this slaughterhouse of hearts

God brings it together

the world tears it apart

In this world of ashes

all the wanderers are blind

and sailing by on prison ships

in the cell-block mind

The Sun pours a bright

gold Love from the sky

the Moon she blooms romantic

when the dark things die

So I don't find it strange

it doesn't strike me odd

to wake up on no special day

with a love letter from God

A love letter from God

was written on my heart

While The World was sleeping

I don't know where to start

Somewhere bells are ringing

and summoning the age

cause The Avatar is coming

and then we turn the page

Somewhere bells are ringing

and summoning the age

cause The Avatar is coming

and then we turn the page ♫

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"Revolution is Inevitable; Heads Wind Up on Pikes or... Bodies Twist in The Wind... Outside The Ruined Palace Gates."

God Poet Transmitting.......

We are about to see a global shift in the balance of power around The World; a little push here... a little tug there... an overreach with nothing to grab. It only looked like something was there, and then... a long slow tumbling of dominoes or... a much speedier descent. It is hard to tell for sure because when one thing happens... there are several possibilities of reaction, and then something else happens, and... the possibilities expand logarithmically.

There have been a number of well-informed commentators who have held forth on war, government... and the stages of Revolution... before, and... in the aftermath. Sun Tzu comes to mind... Machiavelli... Von Clausewitz... Kautilya... Thucydides, and of course, Lao Tzu. Sometimes war is not the answer, and sometimes... you don't have a choice. For every measured and circumspect mind that cares only for the welfare of the country... there are madmen... bloodthirsty psychopaths, and wild-eyed revolutionaries aplenty.

It seems that counterparts are mysteriously born to contend with one another; by this time... one could say it is a given. Great criminals give rise to the varieties of law enforcement. The rich and the poor counterbalance one another... until there are far more poor than rich. Then revolution becomes inevitable and heads wind up on pikes or... bodies twist in the wind... outside the ruined palace gates; literal? Metaphorical? You can count on all of the above... while the corpses are interned in The Earth below.

It has been a very long time since there was an age with more light and less darkness. Even before our present recorded history... it was the same old tale of kingdoms and realms... rising and falling... probably even before that too, and... before that. The Yugas are long indeed.

Oh! We've had those mini-golden ages. There was a period in ancient Greece. Then there were the post-World War decades in America, which were more about material excess and convenience than anything else. Every government in prosperous lands... in prosperous times... sails on a river of darkness... that flows by the subterranean factories... where the sausage makers fashion their wares. Certain things go on in secret. It has always been the case.

Similarly... there are secret orders of initiated souls that serve... in some cases, The Darkness, and... in some cases, The Light. These days there are all kinds of people who don't know shit from ice cream... who will hold forth on the evil of every arcane society no matter what the truth may be otherwise.

The Invisible Rosicrucian Fellowship had its reasons for being invisible. Certainly, The Templars and others would have profited by paying more attention to not calling attention to themselves. The Templars had another... even greater misfortune... that indicated some lack of wisdom in their area of enterprise. They were rich.

The Rosicrucians (I am speaking of The True and Invisible Order of Rosicrucians) have no uniforms and no rituals that are known to the carnal realm. They have one power and that is the power to heal. They stay under the radar and you never know if you have met one unless they inform you. Most of the time it is something you realize after they have gone. They avoid the temporal attractions that draw so many into ignominy and an earlier grave; though... I suspect... you have only the time you have on the meter, and... that's it; tick... tick... tick.

I began this post to illustrate specific conditions of the moment, and how twisted little plots are at work... below the surface and intensifying by the hour. It is like spoiled children... playing with a chemistry set... who do not know what they are doing and there are several times several groups of children... playing in different rooms.

They know about The Awakening. Evil... is as aware of the presence of Good... as Good is aware of Evil.

So... what do you think you are seeing? We have forced migrations (for the most part) of young male immigrants. This is the province of George Soros... who is a bagman for Satan-Rothschild Inc. We have manipulated weather and manufactured disasters, and if that were not true then... why does everything done in the aftermath confirm it? We have the sexual nature in a state of frenetic disturbance... with perversity as the objective. We have a concerted effort on the part of the government and state... with business and academe both... involved in an observable conspiracy to destroy The Family Unit.

What does it look like? It looks like someone wants to destroy the present civilization and culture and replace them with chaos and mob rule. Communism seems to be the emerging template to replace them, and who does Communism benefit? Who created it and to what purposes has it been directed since it first appeared?

It should be evident... unless you are intimidated and afraid or... complicit... or obsessed by some permutation of appetite or... some compelling fetish or... as is more and more the case... Possessed by entities from The Dark Side.

We are living in a time where the all-pervasive media... which has become an arm of government... which is a subdivision of The International Bankers... has been shaping The Hive Mind perspective... relentlessly asking; who are you going to believe? Me or your lying eyes?

Okay... we can see the various pincer movements... the herding tactics... that are employed through The Kiss and The Lash, BUT... why? Why would they be destroying the village in order to save it (for their own purposes) when they also happen to live there? Well... madness is no respecter of person. Crazy is crazy... whether you are rich or poor... stupid or smart. So... to be simple and direct here, they... are... being... driven... to... it.

On the one hand... the few who know what is actually happening from The Dark Side perspective are aware that they are running on borrowed time. What they try to mask with their climate change fantasies and environmental fanaticism is a natural changing of the guard. A new age is upon us, and it is not the new age that new-age hucksters are making bank on. It is an age of Brotherhood Coming. You probably can't see that very well at the moment, (grin) but... it's coming.

If you are not on board with this or... willing to get on board... you will be plowed under and your role will be... compost... or that of a scurrying PA... working your way back up The Ranks (again) to make up for the disorder you were a part of (again). Everything is in order and everything is under control. I don't care what your lying eyes are telling you because The Invisible Order... which serves The Spiritual Hierarchy... which serves The One (and only one)... is who is... ever was...and ever shall be... in charge.

I don't care what religious artifacts you swing about... like a dead cat... in an ever smaller room; the walls closing in on you? I don't care what folded, spindle, and mutilated scriptures you carry to beat The World into submission with. I don't care what gaudy ceremonial outfits you dress up in... like The World's Biggest Drag Queen in Rome. Your time is OFFICIALLY over. You are living in the echo of your own departure at... this... moment.

So... the ones on The Dark Side... who know that The Game is over, are trying to take as many of the rest of you down with them as they can. They think this is going to give them credit and cachet with The Prince of Darkness... who also happens to work for God, and who will be The District Attorney... when court convenes in mid-air.

Don't pay any attention to the noise and confusion... from that chorus of uninformed voices... trying to sing Hell's Unfinished Symphony... when it hasn't even been finished.

They are toast. Does it matter which side your bread is buttered on when the toast is incinerated? Mr. Apocalypse is The Ringmaster. Usually... in a stage production... the director presents something... that is arranged to have a specific impact on the audience. In this case... The Director... Mr. Apocalypse will be revealing things that were already present but... hidden. He will be lifting the skirts of concealment to show you what was buried there.

Mr. Do-Wah Diddy is part of this, as was Epstein and so many yet to come. What many have not gotten is that The Apocalypse has only just begun... as far as any sense of intensity goes. Some of you need to be strapped in... some of you are reaching for a strap-on, and some of you are going to be getting The Strap. Some of you (given how twisted you are) are going to be liking that, so... other arrangements have been made, and...

... one last thing.

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— Shadow of Ezra (@ShadowofEzra) October 14, 2024

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As some of you might know, I am in the process of recording 3 new albums. I have been including the lyrics here, and there have been two or three so far, so... the next 27 (or so) are going to follow. I may... inadvertently... post one or two twice. I can't remember what I've already put up, so... please bear with me. After today's entry, I will place them in alphabetical order. Heh? I'm almost getting organized.

Patanjali's Sutras will appear with each Visible Origami, and once these lyrics have come and gone... we'll come up with something new.

Pray... Pray... Pray...

The streets are taken hostage

By the knuckle-dragging beasts

They’re waiting in the alleys

And the subways underneath

High in the uptown towers

The robber barons sleep

They think they're safe and sound

But the drama's not complete

cannibals have come for lunch

The music box intrigues their ears

like a hammer the night comes down

We have achieved our fears

You’d better pray to God for help

Pray hard to get away

Pray that you go eeeeasy

Pray, pray pray

Someone chummed the ocean

The sunscreen's taste is sweet

They’re crying in the tombs below

Crying out for meat

but bide with me a while while

we waken from our sleep

and scan the panorama

as we move among the sheep

it's a world of discontentment

in a winter of the same

when someone sets the world in order

You won't even know his name

You’d better pray to God for help

Pray hard to get away

Pray that you go eeeeasy

Pray, pray pray

mystery and forces move

in the shadows and the light

but no one can see the one

who sets it all aright.

Yes there's bitter tea to come for some

who brewed it up themselves

some are served by demons

and they only serve themselves

There's bullshit in the boardrooms

but the meadow's fresh and clean

some are pure as driven snow and

some are quite obscene

You’d better pray to God for help

Pray hard to get away

Pray that you go eeeeasy

Pray, pray pray

You've seen the crime lords plotting

in the towers and the streets

but evil will destroy itself

that's how it earns its keep

don't let the red-eyed specters

in the darkness bring you fear

It's only for a little longer

then they are out of here

Kingdoms rise and kingdoms fall

fortunes come and go

all things pass they always do

and... in the end, you'll know-

-why...

You’d better pray to God for help

Pray hard to get away

Pray that you go eeeeasy

Pray, pray pray

There is a love so great and true

that's sleeping in the heart of you

rest in peace and go your way

I have nothing more to say.

rest in peace and go your way

I have nothing more to say.

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"The Heartbreak of Their Suffering Pounds Like Ocean Waves... Forever Rolling on The Shore, and... There is So Much Sand."

God Poet Transmitting.......

I am convinced that our prayers had a profound effect on the latest hurricane, and I would encourage every reader to engage in more of it. It seems... I say it seems (and I won't go any deeper into it than that... at the moment...) that angels are again bending near the Earth to transmit prayer through their harps of gold.

Perhaps... The Crass Media was also exaggerating; they like to do that, BUT... we have scientific access now that we did not have before, and there was every indication that this hurricane would be a horror show, and yet... and yet... hardly any deaths... except those caused by tornadoes; another indication of the force of this geo-engineered (or at least steered) storm. This was extremely odd.

I recommend that anyone... who is spiritually motivated... at any level... direct their prayers to a change of leadership around The World because... it seems to me that The Divine is listening more than before. Perhaps it is due to the serious nature of the state of The World at this time... I don't know, BUT something... something is noticeably different these days... at least it seems so to me.

I recommend also... sincere prayers that The Divine will lessen... if not altogether remove... the stranglehold of The International Bankers from the neck of The World.

One of the great powers that are possessed by The Divine... as exercised through The Spiritual Hierarchy... is the ability to work on the human mind from within. Think of it as being something like water dripping on... or running over rocks. Eventually... the water... so much softer than the rock... will wear it entirely away. Where does sand come from?

God is like that. God possesses a softness... in Divine Nature... that can wear away the hardest carapace around a human heart.

I talk less and less about the World and the conditions in The World these days because... I have come to more deeply recognize... that they are of far less importance than the forces that act upon them. This world is a spiritual workshop... where EVERYTHING is transmuted over a certain stretch of time. The deeper soil of The Earth was once shining cities that fell low, a very long time ago. It's all been part of something else and it will all be part of something else again.

People... below a certain level of spiritual awareness... do not understand Alchemy at all. They get the part about transmuting lead... or anything else... into gold, but the concept of real gold escapes them. All the sorrows in The World... are caused by the longing for things outside ourselves, when the only important feature of life... is within. I imagine that would sound trite to people who dismiss such statements as impractical daydreaming... while they... themselves... are imprisoned in a dream.

When the first urge for true freedom arises in a human heart... The Divine Mother will give that soul something to play with... something to distract them. Most of the time that works. You see... that urge needs to be incredibly strong in order to surmount the attractions of The World. In fact... it is impossible for anyone to accomplish true freedom before their will is spiritualized by the source of all will. Here is where prayer is also an important and deciding factor.

Most of you are familiar with the Biblical quote by Jesus The Christ, who said if ye had the faith of a mustard seed, you could tell yonder mountain to cast itself into the sea and it would do just that. I know this to be true. I also know that it is impossible to advance unless one is permitted to... or guided so. This is why it is necessary to develop compassion for others because they are trapped and do not even know that they are trapped... by the fruits of their own actions.

I know it can seem cruel that The Divine can lead us into temptation and also free us from it at the same time. Lord Ganesha carries a net and an axe to symbolize this process. It is difficult to understand certain of the higher levels of existence... when you are not at those levels. Perhaps God is not doing this as it might appear. Perhaps there is more to it. Perhaps it has something to do with Free Will.

There is a compelling reason why one is exhorted to know... to will... to dare... and to keep silent. I am referring... especially... to the last admonition; to remain silent. If you go around talking about certain things it can bring you great harm, as many of our more ambitious folk have learned to their great dismay; in dungeons... at the auto-da-fe... chased down and beaten to death... torn apart by the mob... tortured by temporal agency... the list is long.

I have no ambitions to be a magus... no aspirations to become like Solomon. I see only greater misery in that direction. I know there are some who had the good fortune to befriend a guide from The Invisible Order, and then to actually listen, BUT.... there are football stadiums filled with the failures, and I just don't get the upside. I don't see the point of wielding such power. I don't get the point of riches... or fame... or the fortunes and spoils of pedestrian victories. The worms will eat such people as much as everyone else.

True attainment is something beyond the possibility of definition. I know of a fellowship of kindred spirits who are anonymous to the wider world. They wear no distinguishing garments. They have no great amount of material possessions. They have zero worldly ambitions. Their one true power is the ability to heal. What else is there to desire in this world? That requires a special set of priorities, and that is why one keeps silent about their business with The Invisible.

People who make a big noise about themselves... in The World... are seriously uninformed about what credentials are needed to impress the forces... that assist one through that door, which closes behind them... forevermore.

When you give up your lesser self, you gain your greater self. Only one of these can be enthroned upon the heart. The Higher Self will leave immediately... if the lesser self insists on administrating its existence, and then? Va Voom! One has activated The Purpose of Demonstration.

Life is a very simple thing. Very simple people have grasped the hidden meaning and transformed the world... without making a whole lot of noise about themselves.

The World is a vast stage with The Walking Dead cavorting about everywhere. Shit happens and shit keeps happening. You would think more people would learn, but... the glitter is powerful indeed. One has to lose their taste for it, and... only great tragedy... trauma... epiphany... or Grace will effect that. Prayer is the most efficacious way to reach the ear of The One who commands The Legions of Light. Sincere prayer IS HEARD and acted on.

When a person gains command of themselves... when they accomplish true self-control... they automatically gain control of the whole world. This is no idle statement. It is LITERALLY true.

You are watching a magic show, and well you might ask; why is no one doing anything about the terrible things that are taking place? How can there be a God who permits these things? There is a bit more to it than that, but unless one is at that state of true detachment; divinely impersonal... it remains a mystery.

There is no point in trying to explain these things to people who are not in a position to understand them, and who are relentlessly tortured by the absence of things they desire... who are tormented by longing. The heartbreak of their suffering pounds like ocean waves forever rolling upon the shore, and there is so much sand.

Is it really only so much living and dying, and... loss? Yes... there is always the loss and the coming back for more. No... that is not all there is because... at some point... one tires of all the nonsense and sets their feet back on the course to their father's house. At that point... it all starts to make sense. It doesn't make sense at any other point previous; except as an enduring reminder of what not to do and who not to be.

It's a playground here. It's a rough-and-tumble playground where both heads and hearts get broken again, and again, and again. The playground will be there for as long as you choose to show up. As long as there is something you want, the playground will provide a place for you to get it, enjoy it, and be disappointed by it. You want to make The World behave? You had better make yourself behave first.

Don't worry about The State of The World. Don't meddle with The World and The World won't meddle with you. Find something wonderful to do and put your whole heart into it, and... most importantly... don't be expecting anything in return. This is a critical feature... don't do anything with the expectation of reward. The reward is in doing it, and...

... one last thing.

That's perfect! 👌 pic.twitter.com/DivEWHsjqb

— Figen (@TheFigen_) October 7, 2024

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