Limits of an Infinite Self

But we got one anyway.

There's no draft, except in cases of inescapable destiny. You might call that a soul contract. But even that's a choice, at bottom. We've got more than a few individuals with us who've agreed to play their heroic roles in this conflict at the end of all things. Les Visible is one of them.

We've got a man who was the epitome of non-violence, who actually was physically beaten more than once in his youth and never chose to fight back. Later, a kundalini experience gave him access to martial arts skills developed in other incarnations, and maybe some finer tricks as well. No more kicking the dog and getting away with it now. No, no, no. Although, fortunately, the later circumstances of his life no longer offer the small-time kickers much of a chance to even try their luck.

Karma. It's a bitch. And if you think national debts in the trillions (not to mention human casualties of war, poverty, oppression, and disease breaking into the billions) are big, wait till you see the payback some of the folks responsible for them have got coming. I don't even want to think about it. Such ugly thoughts to be having when there's all this infinite Love all around, you know?

But God has many faces.

Now, I have no patience for the divisive, warmongering, tribalistic foolishness of Jehovah. He may be due for his own payback, I don't know. But let me frame this in terms of aspects of the Creator. There's Krishna. And there's Shiva. We've had a lot of Krishna (Christos) – not that we've generally appreciated that – but Shiva's here too.* And Les, apparently, has been in conversation with both – or is that the One that encompasses both? Anyway, they've come to an understanding.

Does that scare you? It shouldn't. There's nothing to fear, except fear itself, which is illusion and cannot coexist with the presence and the realization of truth, which is Love.

Love is what will carry us to victory in this war. Les, for his part, is a tool in the hand of something beyond my ability to grok. And he's brilliant. I follow his blogs, shall I say, religiously. (Hee hee, couldn't resist using that word. It's like farting and then laughing about it.) There's the metaphysically-oriented Visible Origami, my personal favourite. Then there's the socio-political Smoking Mirrors, the cultural Reflections in a Petri Dish, and the poetic Visible Stream of Consciousness. All excellent, all very much worth looking at. He also does a twice-monthly radio broadcast and has recorded several songs for your listening pleasure and spiritual eduma– edufa– ...ed-i-fi-ca-tion. (What an exhausting word. The other one, I mean. I don't blame Les at all for quitting school early. I wasn't nearly so smart.)

I think that's all I have to say. Oh, and

* Yeah, I mangle my Hindu concepts pretty noobishly. But you know what I mean. (handwave)

Watch the music video here.

Release...
Let me take on eternity
Taking one more step, and let it rip through me
I'm building up my nerve
So you can wish me well
Or you can wish me hell
From pride we'll fall!

Bye bye, Babylon!
Was reaching for the sun
Depraving everyone
So don't you know
You don't belong.

Bye bye, Babylon!
Now scattered, you will run
Left burning in the sun
Prepare to be
Bye bye, Babylon, be gone!

Unseen...
The prime obstruction is facing me
I wanted to retreat, but you won't let me be
I'm calling for belief
Be sure, I will be there
And you will fall!

Bye bye, Babylon!
Now scattered, you will run
Left burning in the sun
Prepare to be
Bye bye, Babylon, be gone!

Bye bye, Babylon, be gone!

Bye bye, Babylon, be gone!


This song works on several levels. I like to interpret it from the perspective of where I stand personally.

Translate "Babylon" as "New World Order" and this song instantly becomes relevant to our time.

Our modern civilizations have been ruled through the millennia by secret bloodlines that trace their lineage back to the fallen Atlantis. This invisible ruling class has been behind every major religion and every post-diluvian empire since ancient Sumer and Babylonia. The current crop of globalist leaders and minions collectively known as the New World Order -- including religious figureheads, bankers, politicians, corporate multi-billionaires, occult media sorcerers, and various hi-tech black-ops agencies -- are simply the latest incarnation of the control system that has ever tried to herd humanity like so many sheep for the slaughter.

I do not delude myself with imaginings of some formal conspiracy between these folks to try to take over the world. They are just people doing their thing, acting out their personal aspirations. Most of them are well-intentioned on some level, but many are also misguided. Some, by their actions, betray a complete lack of empathy for their fellow human beings. We might call these people psychopaths.

These dark elements within the upper echelons of power have gained such inordinate influence in today's world that their conceited machinations are now plain to see. They no longer even try to hide the fact that they want to institute world government and a total matrix grid of control. Especially since the false-flag terror ritual of 9-11, their totalitarian tiptoe has broken into a full sprint. Little do they realize, in the dizzying heights of their hubris, the sad depth of their error.

History runs in cycles. So does nature. The precessional cycle of Earth, the "Great Year" or "Galactic Day," is about 26,000 years. Atlantis fell about 12,000 years ago. The Atlanteans, in the glory of their advanced civilization, had become arrogant. They played at being gods with powerful technologies that they were not capable of using responsibly, and caused much suffering. Sound familiar? Well, nature had an answer for that, unfortunately for them. The planetary upheaval wiped the slate clean, leaving almost no trace of Atlantis save a few ruins and a few scattered survivors to carry on the torch of civilization.

"Those who do not learn from history are doomed to repeat it." This applies to us all. Modern science and ancient prophecies both tell us clearly that Earth changes are coming once again. The secret governments of the world have been preparing by building underground cities at the cost of hundreds of billions of dollars. Guess what? The builders have found the remains of ancient underground cities deeper and larger than their own. This has all happened before.

So the new Babylon is, willy-nilly, setting itself up to fall. Is there a method to this madness? If there is, it must be on a level above these duped humans and their desperate schemes.

I suspect it has to do with the great awakening I see happening. The game is becoming so obvious that more and more people who were previously dreaming the dreams of false reality perpetuated by the professional liars in mainstream media, politics, and religion, are starting to see through those illusions. People are demanding truth and transparency. They realize they've been lied to. They're as mad as hell and they're not going to take it anymore. This concept is so oft repeated in the circles of the aware that it's become cliché.

There's more to it, of course, than the awakening to these and other concrete facts of the world around us. There's a parallel awakening to the inner reality of who we are. And that leads me to the other element of this song: the 'I.'

The speaker is a person I relate to very much. She is gradually "releasing" falsehood and limitation, to take on that which is eternal. One step at a time. She's letting the experience pass through her, not holding back. Building up her nerve for what's to come and what it will demand of her. "So you can wish me well / or you can wish me hell" -- depending on how she plays, the potential is there for victory or defeat. In any event, she knows that her own false pride won't be doing her any good.

"Unseen..." Everything in herself of which she is unaware. The "prime obstruction" is her greatest inner demon, the one blocking the way forward at every turn, again and again. Retreat is not an option in the face of the dragon within nor of the dragon without -- Babylon in all its forms. Faith is needed: faith in herself, and faith in the universe. Together they are invincible. She swears to "be there" to see Babylon fall.

"Bye bye, Babylon, be gone!"


I've obviously projected my own worldview onto these lyrics, but the way everything fits makes me wonder if the songwriter didn't have something similar in mind. Who knows? On the other hand, you can just as well read this song as simply a promotion of this year's BIONICLE storyline. This band's previous songs for the BIONICLE franchise, however, are equally resonant with my understandings of deeper issues. Multiple levels, as always. I'll explore those songs in future entries. :)