By the Power of the Living and Conscious Light Within, we are The Crown of Creation. Visible Origami

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Okay… okay… once again, I am not a guru. I am not a metaphysical guru or a financial guru. I AM in contact with a source that is in contact with everything; from what I can see and intuit. I am a pretty good source of useful advice and something of a compendium of all the things I have run across in my journey and have saved against the time that one or more of you might make use of them. Obviously I am connected to something that looks out for me because, even with no apparent material resources or assets, I do fine. That isn’t a trick, it’s an art. It is also more who you know than what you know. Even the best information is of no value (and sometimes worse) if you don’t know how to apply it.
I rely on the ineffable, the divine, the almighty, the incomprehensible source of all good things, as much as it is possible for me to do so. When I am not able to utterly rely on the ineffable it is because of the ineffable. When I have been able to it is because of the ineffable. Everything is because of the ineffable. If I try with all my might and… I have done so more than once, it is pointless unless the ineffable permits a commensurate result. If I don’t try at all and… I have done this more than once, whatever happens and… it can sometimes be spectacular; given there being no effort at all, it is because of the ineffable. Effortless, effort-filled… God has a plan and a program and a vision in totality as it applies to any and all of us. There is no breaking the schematic, save through GRACE.

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Ruth Baader Meinhof Ginsburg and the Northern Hairy Nosed Wombat don’t Celebrate Christmas. Visible Origami

Ruth Baader Meinhof Ginsburg and the Northern Hairy Nosed Wombat don’t Celebrate Christmas.

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The culture has compacted into a solid waste. It is contracted into itself against the dissolution force of the surrounding water. Next time you hear some gang banger ask “iz yo shit tight?” You can refer back to this post and perhaps muse to yourself; “I don’t know about me but if pressure has anything to do with heat and if concentration of mass is a factor in generating it, I don’t have to be a zombie, lab constructed, clone of Stephen Hawking to predict the potential for serious spontaneous combustion up in heaah.” You see it swirling below you, as if in some fugue state of an acid flashback, rolling along the porcelain sides like a demented baseball. The irresistible sucking force of the toilet pulls at it and in some strange defiance of the laws of nature, it suddenly explodes into flame. The water flies everywhere, as the burning orb rises and begins to revolve like a refugee road apple, twirling silently in space. You wonder for a moment if this is how the universe was born, then you shrug and go looking for a towel. You come back and its still there. Later that night, awakening from a stupor that you had drank yourself into, you see it still turning in the darkness of your room. Lucky for you there is still a half a bottle of Wild Turkey on the night stand.

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Twizzler Twisted Crypto-Currencies and a Super Nova Love.

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(drum roll!) Mr. Apocalypse is coming!!! (oh yeah) This is actually bigger and more surprising news than Harvey Weinstein because Lauer is a much more mainstream, every day, high profile guy. It certainly is surprising to see such a gaggle of Tribe members standing in for the pinata at a metaphorical Tijuana birthday party. There be cartels and there be cartels. Long ago we said here, again and again and even recently, as well in many variations on the theme, that power/force is cyclopean. It is neither good nor evil. That is defined by the intention of the one wielding it; as well as by whomever was appointed to make the call on the definition of what good and evil might be. We also said that the current of power that has been flowing through the different vehicles expressing it, through the institutions large enough to bring it to the general attention, were going to find that when they turned on that particular faucet, nothing was going to come out. We are in the time of the great power shift. There are many emergent cabals out there. There are many collectives of blinded horses, champing at the bit and dreaming about comeuppance and the victory of their idea of justice over what used to pass for justice and which amounts to them being in a position to be just as ruthless as their predecessors, if not even more so.

If you are careful, attentive and slow, that opening paragraph should make some amount of sense but… it’s convoluted and twisty like a Twizzler. Right, Visible

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The Attention of Our Minds and the Affections of Our Hearts and The Greatest Commandment.

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Greetings my dear friends and welcome to Visible Origami. Wow! Mr. Apocalypse is working overtime. He’s running amok through the political arena (as was just noted) and in the entertainment and media worlds. In the meantime, the hatred of Christianity is on and on. However, Mr. Apocalypse is getting Tribe centric and using their own media to make it happen. If these are the things we are hearing about, imagine what is going on behind the curtain.

Yes… that was a lot of links and some you might not have seen …but that is the world as we are seeing it transforming before our eyes, unlike the world we usually see, going from one stage to the next, rising up into a better statement of itself or… sinking, by increments, into greater and greater displays of depravity, it goes up and down like an ocean wave, endlessly replicating itself and some of us, by disposition are on the downward arc and some on the upward arc and neither dependent entirely upon the trend of the moment, however that might be the case in general.

No… this is a special time because of Mr. Apocalypse, who is doing what he told me he would do, a few years ago in Italy when we had a several days meeting on higher planes with Lord Ayahuasca in attendance. Time passes because time for me is not the same as time is for the ineffable but sooner or later, what gets told will come to pass. Yes!!!

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The World is a Sacred Object and at The Mere Approach of the Profane, it Recedes.

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Greetings and welcome to Visible Origami on this milk white skyed, not quite gray, day. Sometimes there are days where you think to yourself; “I don’t really have anything to say today. I’ll just let it go by and later on, up the road there might be observation worth mentioning or reporting on.” Then you find yourself in the process of saying something anyway and well, here we are.

Last night I watched a documentary on Rolling Stone magazine; “Rolling Stone, Stories from the Edge.” It started out, or when I checked it, it was already involved with John Lennon and the Yoko Magic Yoni Cycle, the it ran through the backgrounds of a lot of personnel, with regular insertions of Jann Wenner. Patty Hearst came up and I got to look at a Rolodex of the years I passed through on my way to this moment. It closed out with more John Lennon and the Yoko Magic Yoni.

I never expected the world to be the way it is now. I’m always been an optimist, thinking the better portions of our collective presence would rise into a greater prominence; not that the worst among us would continue to gain greater power and wield it with a despicable influence. I never expected the greater mass of humanity to be even stupider than they were in the crowd shots of ‘living the Formica life, in Harmon Cove, Secaucus with my wife and two autistic children and one lonely dog, where death’s not a threat, it’s the law.’

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The Intricate Dance of Karma and the Piper We All must Pay. Visible Origami

(“so many things I want to write about today but… it is Origami and though the distinction between the blogs has blurred a lot over recent times, I would like to get back to a more traditional separation between perspectives so… we will have to wait a couple of days to get into other matters.”)
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It seems to me that some of the best qualities a person can possess are often hidden from the eyes of others. The person exercising them is aware of the value and performance of them but often they are not seen by most. It’s like what they call, ‘intangibles’. Let me provide an example. It might not be the best example but it gives an idea of what I am trying to talk about. Say a person (myself-grin) is walking down the street and sees garbage somewhere and walks across the street to pick it up (often fast food detritus, a soda can, a candy wrapper) and disposes of it. The CCTV cameras don’t usually pick this up and the Channel 7 reporter won’t be following you around, however… you see it. You know you did it and that is sufficient. I could point to a number of actions that I personally take whenever opportunity presents itself because… God sees. God sees through my eyes as he sees through your eyes, as he sees through the eyes of the wicked and the good and… in the end, the judgment passed on us is passed by us.

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To Grant You Salvation from the Flaming Inferno of the Desire for Temporary Things. Visible Origami

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Greetings my friends. How are you all today? I hope you are well. I know some of you are not. I wish that were otherwise. I wish there were something I could do about it. I pray. That is how I handle everything I can’t handle. I know there are people who feel I could do more if I wanted to. That’s not true. Within the limits of what I am capable, I do all I can do. Believe it or not …and the ineffable can and does do everything else. It matters not whether anyone believes in a supreme being, I know we would not be here at all unless a supreme being believed in us.

It seems that at least once a year and sometimes more often than that, I have to write something like this. It used to be I had to write these rare and occasional posts because something had happened and I felt like I had to do some kind of damage control. These days thanks to my invisible friends, I can see it coming and I can see it coming now and I’d like to step in and clarify a few things ahead of time.

I know there are people who come around here and do not believe in God. I’ve looked into the warp and woof of that and I’ve determined that the God they don’t believe in doesn’t exist. A great many people have a problem with religion and this causes them to throw out the baby with the bath water. I don’t judge people who don’t believe. I know for a fact that sooner or later two things are guaranteed to happen to each and every one of you. One of these things is that we will discover that a great deal of what we presently believe to be true is not true and the other thing is that sooner or later we will come before a representative of divine authority; on rare occasion it will happen while one is present in a particular lifetime and if not then, most assuredly it will happen after one has departed and has to answer for whatever they did and did not do here. People can argue without respite about this but it won’t be with me.

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