Dog Poet Transmitting…….
My goal in life is to be as good of a person my dog already thinks I am.
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We’ve been mentioning Lady Nature and her performance angle in the mix of circumstance. Here’s more indication of her potential, revving the engines in the darkness of her garage. Her garage is where she keeps the heavy motors that, in better times, account for all the profusions of color, ambiance and atmosphere; not to mention the bounties of her larder, upon which we depend without exception because… what are the exceptions? Unless you live on sunlight and aether, you are dependent. There are very few exceptions, although they do exist.
Then, there are those messing with Lady Nature, for whatever their reasons amount to be. This is in the same country where they are poisoning the Karachi street dogs. Some countries have turned to a better philosophy and one might well expect the lady to shine on their efforts. Here lies a glimmer of the coming mini golden age. It’s being brought into being by the precipitation of the avatar, down onto the physical plane. Avatar time is not our time AND… a new broom sweeps clean. The areas in need of cleansing are the astral and mental planes and… of course… other places as well. Across the length of extended time between visits, a lot of evil plaque builds up on the invisible planes and the cosmic dentist has to come in and see to all of that; not to mention the lacquer of Materialism that coats the sensory apparatus of the willingly deaf and blind. It’s all about those principalities and powers in high places. Even demi gods can be corrupted and enslaved in times of material darkness.