God Poet Transmitting…….
How desperate are the Zio-Nazis? How insane are those whom God has decided to destroy? It keeps reaching new lows at every turn, and at every turn, The World entire turns more against them. One vile excess follows another. Lord God, I know you see the evil that runs unimpeded and unhindered through this world. I know you see the leaders of the so-called free world bowing the knee to demons in human form. Your wisdom is unfathomable in relation to my ignorance, so I will not cry out impatiently for Justice.
I am not going to rage against deaf Heaven. I know that Heaven is not deaf. There is so much that I do not understand, so why should I pretend that I do? I will wait. I KNOW you are coming to set things in order.
Today is a day of Thanksgiving, and I hope to devote a portion of this post to the gratitude I feel for the certainty of your presence, and… your eye upon me as I go.
In the Hopi Prophecy, there are supposed to be 3 great shakings of the Earth. I hear tell of a man in a red hat who plays a significant part during the Time of Purification. Purification time is a time of suffering to a necessary end. What I can tell you is that the man in the red hat is not Trump as a great savior of The World. This is an opportunistic snatching of any possibility for validation in reach. It’s like him mentioning the coming golden age. Many scriptures speak to this, and he wants to make an association without having one.
Here is what I have to say about Donald Trump: “BY THEIR WORKS YE SHALL KNOW THEM.” Anyone who furthers… supports…. and arms genocidal monsters is not one of the good guys, no way… no how. I’m not linking to that prophecy. I note some features that could align with other commentaries, but I also saw a lot of gobbledygook that could mean anything.
It is not my intention to offend the Hopi people; I just don’t have time for all the people with partial understanding explaining something they don’t actually get. It is tedious to wade through all of that (for me). If you can find something useful there yourself and you want to pursue it, please do. I should add that there are MANY... MANY more prophecies from tribes and cultures that are available for the people in need of confirming what cannot be confirmed until it happens.
This I found interesting.
The facts are that no tradition I have encountered is fully in agreement with any of the others. No man knows the hour of the coming of The Lord. People get glimpses of parts of something, but that is not the whole picture. I am determined to live in the moment, and what comes will come. I am not here to editorialize on what I am not directly privy to. I know that we are close to The Great Changing. We’ll see what that is when it arrives.
What I have to say about the coming time of transition is that opportunistic parties know all about certain prophecies, and they are poised to take possession of them for their own gain. Once again, let me refer you to scripture, “For false Christs and false prophets will appear and perform great signs and wonders that would deceive even the elect, if that were possible.” We are in those times.
In every direction you turn, there is more information. The more money the people promoting the information have, the more pervasive the information is. Seriously misguided people... who show all the signs of being demonically possessed... are being defended by people they pay... with money they stole from the people they were elected to represent. They are doing foul and evil things, and we are told it is perfectly justified.
I know that magic is at work... and that it can cloud the judgment. I know that fear is a weapon when the magic doesn’t work for some reason. I know that ANYONE with a power base in these times is potentially suspect, and manipulating the narrative for their own profit. I KNOW that God is present within me, and I know what I hear in the sanctuary within. That is enough for me. Otherwise, I believe nothing that cannot be proven and verified or... confirmed from within. If the jury is still out, then I am fine waiting for the jury to come in, all… the… while… knowing… that juries have been bought and intimidated before.
God will let me know what he wants me to know when he wants me to know it. I am convinced that the whole world could crumble around me, and I would be untouched if God so wills it. Whatever God wills is what I will.
I know that God is Love. I also know that the love that God is... is beyond the understanding of the mortal mind, so when people toss around statements about God being love, I have to wonder which love that is. Love is a bandwidth of frequencies. It has a high vibration and a low vibration; at least what people call love does. The Love of a saint is qualitatively different from that of the layman, who only understands it in terms of his own surroundings and attachments. The greatest love is impersonal and no respecter of persons. It loves unqualifiably.
The love that God is… is of such a power that it can incinerate entire planets. It is the highest order of fire that is like no fire we know. It is a consuming fire. Nothing gets close to it that is not automatically absorbed into it. We require the stepdown transformers that are the intermediaries between us and that love. Those stepdown transformers are angels, and they give us the frequency of love that our bandwidth of the moment can handle.
When you go looking for God, you begin to be changed. Most people cannot handle what happens to them in transition, so they look for an easier route. This is because this quest will ABSOLUTELY take everything from you before it gives you the real version of what you lost. In Times of Material Darkness, this is very difficult for people to process and accept.
As you are changed… incrementally… by degrees… you become more and more transparent, and after a few of the major changes, you become invisible to mortal eyes. This is how the process works. One can then raise or lower their vibration… at will… in order to be perceived by others. In searching for God… if you can stick to the course, you become God. Keep in mind that this force knows just where to hurt you in the worst possible way, in order to free you of the attachments and hindrances that exist between you and God. It is for your own good, but it is exceedingly hard to understand this when it is happening to you.
As we say over and over here, these times are a gift of priceless value if you are seeking God. In times like these, VERY rare periods, it is possible to make a tremendous leap in your spiritual evolution. As a result… the degree of difficulty is commensurate with the value of the objective.
Fortunately, you do not have to rely on your own strength to accomplish realization. You will have help, every… step… of… the… way. That is where Faith… Certitude… and Determination come in. The difficulty of The Path makes them indispensable. If you are going somewhere cold or somewhere hot, you have to dress accordingly. These qualities are a necessity. That brings us to Gratitude, and why we have a day set aside for it every year.
The initial picture of pilgrims and Indians, huddling together in that first winter, is a pastoral fantasy. I don’t doubt some version of it happened somewhere, but plenty of pilgrims and Indians were Thanksgiving non-conforming.
Those Puritans and other undesirables from the England of that time were often a pack of hard-assed and uncompromising fundamentalists. They’re the ones you see in the picture with the stern-faced old man, pointing down the snowy lane as he evicts his pregnant daughter from the house. These by-the-books, unyielding traditionalists were not a whole lot of fun to be around. What they knew of love and gratitude came from the writings of other hard-asses, and we’ve got plenty of them still around in the form of Christian Zionists, and seekers of global destruction... so that a rapture for The Saved can come about. They are crazy people.
I am truly grateful that I am not crazy like that. I am so grateful that I am not loaded down with money and possessions, and especially grateful that I don’t care about either one. I’ve lived with very little of the one, and lost all of the other many times… enough to REALLY know the meaning of… temporary. I always managed somehow, and I had that Christmas Spirit, AND The Spirit of Thanksgiving all the way through. These are both profoundly more important than money or possessions.
I am TRULY grateful that I always had the meaning of the season, as opposed to the trappings. Lives based on material prosperity are EMPTY. Things do not love you, no matter how much you love things. I am especially grateful for the possession of the knowledge that THIS… is not all there is. This dim reflection of a much finer landscape is a world of shadows that lacks the light of our true home. Some people are very happy with what they find here. They come back again and again. Some like the loop and some like the spiral, and seldom… if ever… do the twain agree on much of anything.
The greatest inspiration that I get from Gratitude is that it makes selfless service something to be deeply longed for, because that much gratitude needs to be shared liberally and without respite. It is an enduring truth… long known to the wise… that the more you give it away, the more you still have to give away. It’s a fact. I don’t know what the numbers are or why they add up that way. What I do know is that they do add up that way. It is not as important to me to remember how I got to where I am as it is to be where I am, but…
…I do remember how I got here. It was with a great deal of help and guidance, and I am as grateful for that as anything I can think of. I don’t know why God has been so gracious to me personally, BUT… there is no question that he has been, and the crazier The World gets, the more centered and rooted I feel. True sanctuary is not a place with an address. It’s like the residence of a Hermit crab. It’s the real Mastercard where you don’t leave home without your home.
The best part of it is that you can share the sanctuary and the love. You can reach out to anywhere in The World and touch one or many souls with prayer. All you have to do to bless another person is to think of them with love, and presto! They are blessed. That is the true and enduring magic. That is the life-giving magic, and boy! Am I grateful to have that. Most of what’s out there I wouldn’t take it you gave it to me, and I would only give it away anyway when the opportunity provided itself, which… it… always… does.
People with all the riches of The World do not get these simple truths. What they miss out on is one of the greatest tragedies in life, BUT… they are reminded of it, again and again. You may be sure of that! One day… perhaps… maybe… they will see. Only God knows. May the real meaning of it all dawn on every one of you in this season of celebrating all of the things that are actually worth having, and…
End Transmission…….
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