Visible… your Generic, Trend Awareness Junkie.

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Mr Apocalypse keeps walking that walk …and bringing things from under rocks out into the light of day. Some mass media websites are Anti-Trump all the Time and we are encountering more and more, newer and newer sub sectors of political correctness offenses. Now we have a category entitled ‘racist anal sex jokes’. The All Negative Trump News website is also known as Huffington Post. Arianna Huffington is one of those upwardly mobile types. She married a rich oil man and got herself a nice leveraged buyout when she went her own way. Apparently her ex-husband was gay; no word on whether she was the cause of that. She’s one of those people who has raised hypocrisy and talking out of both sides of her mouth to a fine art. She wants revolution and the destruction of the Republican Party. She wants all kinds of things.

Let me point out with that mass arrest in Kalifornia; the huge pedophile ring, that… no names are mentioned, even the location is obscured and… you know why? Famous people are involved and this is something that Trump had in the works some time ago. He knew they were going to come after him so he set the groundwork in motion. He knows all about what’s going on. That was no idle mistake with Kellyane Conway about that staged event in Bowling Green. Just wait my friends. He’s playing out the rope they are going to hang themselves with. Never before has someone refused to play the game to this extent. It’s a toss up as to whether he can survive long enough to pull it off. Keep this all in mind as events proceed apace.

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The Truth About Popular Culture

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lyLUIXWnrC0

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Validation

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cbk980jV7Ao

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The Unspeakable Joy of Eternal Gratitude.

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Earlier I was standing by the bathroom window (no, I did not come in that way) as waves of gratitude poured over me and that has been happening over the last few weeks; right out of the blue, with nothing specific to generate it, just this combination of both love and gratitude… it’s simply ‘there’ and of course the gratitude that I am feeling generates more gratitude, it’s an infectious and contagious joy like an upwelling fountain, spilling over the lip of the bowl and running in a shimmer of light, as if it were back lit from some mysterious source. I know that this is an external projection of an internal condition with an identical shimmer, attended by music that is generated out of the shimmer and it makes me think of the beautiful interplay between sound and light and color. The colors are ever changing variants on festive emotions that burble to the surface, rising out of some internal kaleidoscope that the ineffable is using to remind me of the presence of the divine within. Every event in our lives, no matter how seemingly insignificant, is a special dealing of God with our souls.

A life time can go by and so many of us never inquire more deeply into that wonderful land which is our native and eternal home, behind the endless shifting of appearances. For those who take the trouble, which is no trouble at all, the opportunity to awaken our inner self is always on the cusp of the moment. The thrill of the possibility is like the keening of the wind, calling across time and space, as a reminder of our celestial origins. I am not interested in the Food Court. I am not interested in the world of gadgets and all the myriad of outfits I can mix and match, as one more ensemble, providing us with an identity for what the majority of us are unable to identify. We can’t really label or define it because that requires us to be apart from it. It is what it is and it speaks itself as itself, the same way the wind and the rain accomplish the same.

I don’t know what is causing this marvelous experience. It’s come and gone before but never has it returned again and again. There is this sensation of something large and invisible moving in the ethers. It is almost like that mysterious Niburu, which you are supposed to be able to see but no one has seen it as far as I know… this other is invisible but no less present. It is like some hidden planetary amalgam of music and good will. There is nothing materially solid about it. It is a collection of fluid associations where these associations take the shape of their expression. I see dancing musical notes. I see cartoon caricatures that are a kind of onomatopoeia; if you catch my implications here.

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The Anne Frank Ballpoint Pen Belieber Fraud and other Monstrous Lies from the Manufactured Past.

We are looking at the pending collision of large bodies and I don’t know what kind of a game Trump is playing but I do know who is less than fond of him. I am just waiting on Mr. Apocalypse and the 9/11 revelations and other issues. So much is going to be coming out. Whoa!!!

I do not know what to make of President Trump. I am one of those people who wait to see what is what but I suspect there are agendas under the surface that are intended to fundamentally change the world as we know it. I suspect it is not just Trump who is involved in this but powerful forces who intend to use these for purposes unknown to me …but which I more than suspect are very real and on their way. I believe that the shitstorm that is blizzarding across the landscape at the moment is the result of a very real fear on the part of The Deep State and the Pizzagate Players and all of those submerged personalities that have bad ideas for the human race and I think these ideas are known to other powerful factions and that these powerful factions have aligned with one another to bring these evil creatures down. I do not believe their motives are altruistic. I think they are a combination of various concerns and we are about to see things happen that have never happened before.

I have long believed that the angels of the almighty are always watchful and fully aware of everything that is taking place and which the dark side hopes to bring into play and I am certain of the fact that the ineffable has used and intends to use their own bad intentions against them. So it is that often there are people who are used to bring about the conditions that are sought after by the ruler of all things and that often these designs and desires are unknown to the ones being employed to bring them about. Let me use the Beatles as an example. I fully believe that the members of that group were overshadowed by angels for the period of their collective creativity and when that work was done the angels withdrew or moved on to other vehicles for following stages in the history of our kind. I do not think they withdrew entirely but remained as occasional influences in the lives of these artists for portions of their solo efforts.

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Time Lapse Photography out of the Timelessness of Now.

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Sometimes I wish I didn’t see things the way that I do. Later on in that same day, I am striving to see and corroborate what I see with even more intensity, so I guess I am stuck with myself and the inevitable probing… probing… looking under rocks but probing with a stick. We don’t want one of those Gila Monster episodes. One of the reasons that Truth, were it to be characterized as a personality, is seen as standing alone, afar off, unto itself, is that the truth takes you places you might not have wanted to go. You come around a corner and you see it. Then you see what it is illuminating for your pleasure or distaste. Sometimes you tell yourself, “I wish I didn’t have to know that.” But you do know that, now. As is the case with that never ending porno film, The Holocaust or the reality that Israel did 9/11. It is something to know the truth of these matters… and how can you not if you have spent any amount of time looking into them? This is probably why most people will not look deeper into the mix. It’s why they would prefer not to know how the sausages they eat are made. The deeper you look into anything of any magnitude, the deeper you also have to look into yourself and discover whether you are up to the task of knowing or not.

I forget when it was. It was a few years ago. I clearly remember it happening …but I do not remember where I was or what was going on around me. I was in a conversation with the ineffable. At one point, the ineffable said to me, “sometimes I am lonely.” Here I was in a conversation with the ineffable and I heard this. I pondered over and thought about this many times since it was said to me. I tried to comprehend how this could be possible when the ineffable lives within each of us. Is the animate spark of life, the glow, the candle, the fire and flame and the hunger of life itself, also in search of the discovery of itself. So I often, not often enough, go to the ineffable and ask, “So, how is it going? You want to talk?”

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God Dreamers and a Sleepy Hollow Filled with Light

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This was the first blog. Maybe it should have stayed the only blog. It gave me the opportunity to talk about the ineffable and there has been no greater honor or pleasure in my whole life that can equal that. Of course, any of us can talk about the divine whenever we like and there are some that are like the lips of a petrified tree when it comes to putting one off the subject of God altogether. You have to think, on those occasions, that if this is what God gets you then I don’t want any of it (grin).

Today I was thinking about what an incredible honor it is to be motivated to talk about the almighty. It doesn’t matter what I have suffered in this life, caught in the steel trap jaws of fate, between ignominy and slander; all of it designed to see if I was up to the task… pressed again and again like grapes under the relentless feet of an unknown vintner. It’s been an incredible honor. You don’t even notice the cost. That the majesty of the sun can shine out from within the heart, as a constant remembrance of what was forgotten so long ago; as is the case with all of us, well… probably not a bad thing upon reflection. We forget and that is why memory is one of the most significant features in existence. It really has nothing to do with discovery. It is all about remembering.

I was sitting out on the porch today. It was in the mid sixties and the sun was shining in all its inimitable grandeur. It was/is a glorious day. I was feeding the squirrels and of course the birds had their squirrel proof feeder. I love feeding my little friends. I still think about my homeless dogs in India. I wonder about them sometimes; who is feeding them now?

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