Dog Poet Transmitting…….
arrrrrrgggggg! The white page sits here. Some words have just appeared, noting this and… now the page is not entirely blank but… what to say? What to say? No… said that. Said that too. Uh yeah… that also. Thought about that but didn’t say it because it seemed a little too obvious; uncertain, melodramatic and potentially an expression of hyperbole that didn’t meet expectations after all. Was it an expectation? Was it a great expectation of something grand or terrible, where I could have found myself surfing on an emergent wave that took upon itself a life of its own, concerning some predicted event that didn’t materialize and that seems to be the most noticeable trend going; whether it involves a blood moon or some scriptural interpretation, or troops massing at some border; martial law exercises like Jade Helm, terrible conditions in whole countries or ghettos or… runaway fires, tsunamis, earthquakes and world extinction comets or… large planetary bodies with names like Niburu that we keep hearing about but never see and… the ever popular Enki, Annunaki and Archons (Nag Hammadi anyone?) and whatever. I can’t distinguish them or remember what they are supposed to be most of the time and no one seems crystal clear, with a box of hard and confirmable facts, about who they really are, or where they are, or what they are going to do next. They seem like some of those most likely suspects to blame everything on, when we don’t have the courage to blame those that we ought to be able to clearly see are a big part of the problem all over the world and who have been for centuries.
If I am confronted with an obstacle in the form of some individual or collective that stands in the way of my free expression of my being; freedom of movement, freedom to interplay on the wider field of existence with my talents, presuming I have any… I don’t start thinking… “Hmmm, I wonder if they are being controlled by space aliens, or governments or whatever.” I take the measure of their nature according to their appetites, their weaknesses and strengths and how they explain what it is they believe in. Now it could be that they are being controlled by space aliens, or governments or whatever but that still comes down to who and what they are and what it is about them that made such a thing possible. I didn’t explain that properly. Let me just say I measure people and am confident that life will also do the same during whatever period of time I am honored or challenged by their presence. Challenge covers a wide area of experiences.
This situation in Syria is pretty remarkable. Russia is, no bones about it, flying right up into the face of the Israeli banker controlled western powers. Anything could happen. As it has gone so far, there have been some truly tragic and terrible events and all of them have been the diseased brain children of Israeli bankers and those who work for them, for whatever their reasons might be. Now… some are fighting back. Some are saying, “enough!” Arguably, they know more about what is happening than those of us who are outside the corridors of power. They know details that are denied to the rest of us. Whether they understand them rightly, as they should be understood, is another thing but they know things we don’t know. We know that the hegemonic and avaricious drives of the Israeli bankers know no boundaries and we have seen the force of their financial seductions and arm-twistings the world over. We know they are set upon destroying the lives of everyone in the Middle East except those who are in cooperation with or subjugation to them. We know that they are a vile influence in Europe, the USA (USA!!! USA!!! USA!!!), Canada, Australia and other places and we know their power (as predicted here some while ago) is waning, as best exampled by the defeat of all their efforts to kill the Iranian accords. Netanyahu just stood in a glaring silence at the UN. Nobody likes him or them but they’ve put up with it for a long time. That time is over. The world is changing.