Showing posts with label les visible. Show all posts
Showing posts with label les visible. Show all posts

Children of Gaia, Godselves in Chains

I spoke earlier about the human form as a vehicle for 3D experience. Today I want to expand on those thoughts, with a view toward the possibility of realizing our human potential.

What we are, physically, happens on many levels, mostly invisible to the five senses. The body we can see and touch is a miraculous manifestation, a supersystem comprising order of such stupendous ingenuity and elegance, that we can scarcely comprehend it. This body, a product of billions of years of self-organizing, emergent, intelligent evolution, is our gift from Gaia, born of her substance, itself a mere cell in her vast planetary corpus. No matter where in the heavens we may come from as conscious souls, we are her children, wrapped in her motherly embrace, sustained by her cycles of life in a biosphere enormously rich and complex. What our function is within the context of our Earth-mother's evolution, is a mystery ripe for examination. (The works of John Lash are a potent guidebook for exploring this most timely field of thought, and the implications for human action.)

As Earth-mother evolves, so do we evolve. But this is not a linear process. From the evidence I've been able to survey, across a minute selection of the information available, humanity seems to go through phases of de-evolution as much as, or perhaps even more than, the other way around. I surmise that these regressive trends toward decay and diminishment are the backdrop against which a select subset of individuals endure as keepers of a more noble humanity, seeking a way forward past the inevitable crisis point when the accumulated mass of toxic, backed-up waste is expelled. These humans become the progenitors of the next phase.

It seems to me that whatever seed of entropy is within us, it will always grow to its fullest extent just before the harvest. I venture to say, in the words of Les Visible, that this is "for the purpose of demonstration." It needs to come out to be recognized and dealt with. It's up to us as individuals whether we want to do that, and when. For true humans, our soul impulse (whether we know it or not) is toward divinity. Recalcitrant denial of this impulse leads to spiritual darkness and enslavement. Which, lo and behold, is what surrounds us.

Who is responsible? What evil force keeps trying to drag us down? One idea stands out. Cameron Day refers to them as "ankle biters," a humorous term for the energy parasites whose survival depends on making humans give off negatively charged emotional energy. Fourth-density Service-to-Self beings, in Law of One terms. Negative thoughtforms that take on a "life" of their own, provoking us to perpetuate the same reactive mental loops that spawned them. To them, we're food: a big ol' loosh farm.

The good news is, whatever power they appear to have, originates with us. Ergo, we are responsible. Our expansion into higher realms of being predicates that we become conscious of our own energy use, that we master our lower impulses. If we do not, our dear little archon friends will be more than happy to keep us company right here at Restaurant de ThreeDeeLandia's all-you-can-eat buffet.

How can such mastery be attained? By self-observation. By self-healing. By service to others. By cultivating empathy, joy, humility, appreciation, humour, understanding, forgiveness, gratitude, caring, cooperation, creativity, sensitivity, connection, and awareness. By heeding the lessons of life. By letting go, by freeing the mind, by remembering to Be. By calling upon the aid of higher forces of pure loving light. By owning one's own power of creation.

"All matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration. [...] We are the imagination of ourselves." - Bill Hicks

What are we, as embodied humans, but a multilayered, interconnected series of nested patterns of flowing energy? The chakras and meridians give us a rough map. Harmoniously ordered, free-flowing patterns indicate good health. Disrupted, chaotic patterns indicate disease. An increase in our total energy available increases our vitality. It may also make it possible to activate previously dormant sub-patterns, resulting in a flowering of even extraordinary latent abilities and senses. Energy responds to thought, belief, emotion, and intent. With a sustained, single-minded focus of intent and action, we are capable of doing and becoming just about anything.

It is the hijacking of this human ability to create, by entropic, black-hole vampires, that has brought to us the entirety of this stifling prison of the false self which we now inhabit. We did it to ourselves, bit by bit. Outmatched, deceived and manipulated all the way... but here we are still. We have lost nothing, only gained invaluable experience. That which we call "evil" has, in spite of itself, done us a great service. It has provided the resistive force against which our spiritual mettle has been tested. Brought to this pale shade of our true existence, with just the first glimmers of awakening begun, we are wiser, more sober, more compassionate. We know where we are going. And we will get there. Helped by others, helping others.

May you find peace, and may the infinite tenderness of the living water of light bear you beyond all sorrow and pain.

My love,
William

Sun's Love

Hello again. I've just returned from a couple days' quiet time and fasting. I finished up with a visit from my friends Amanita Muscaria and Cannabis Sativa. This came about in a spontaneous sort of way, starting with watching Harold and Kumar Go To White Castle (one of the better comedies out there) and gorging on homemade chili to the point where I really couldn't eat any more, and felt very OK with not eating for a while. I also turned off and put away all electronics for the duration, including the cell phone, and busied myself with cleaning my apartment from top to bottom.

I'd found that smoking the herb in more recent times has put me in a highly sensitive state, where the slightest fear, insecurity, lack of trust, resistance, or negative thought pattern can turn a rising flight into a nosedive. It takes a clear mind and a light heart to reach the heights. Fortunately, I've found fly agaric is good for dumping doubts and fears and perceiving things more timelessly, freed somewhat from ordinary constraints placed upon reality by the ego.

The sensitivity brought on by the herb means that, since I can't avoid the encounters with darkness, I must have something on which to rely, to overcome the pull of the dark. I've tried trees and people, but they can only do so much. There's really nothing external that can do it in the end. And so I fixed my mind, focused it upon the all-pervading, all-encompassing truth that is Love.



I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, iloveyouiloveyouiloveyouiloveyouiloveyouiloveyou
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I AM Love.

I AM Love.

I AM Love.

I AM.



In the name of Love, I am Love.

In the name of Love, I command that Love is increasing.

In the name of Love, I command that joy is increasing.

In the name of Love, I command that understanding is increasing.

In the name of Love, I command that a golden age is coming to Earth.

In the name of Love, I command that this dark age is passing away.

In the name of Love, I command that every soul is achieving its desire.

In the name of Love, I am Love.



Relying upon this vibration of Love, the total acceptance of what is, and aligning my attraction toward the ever-climbing spiral of knowing and being, I was able to come through this experience/experiment/test with no disappointments and no regrets. It was a well-taken step on the road of the Sun.


P.S. Many thanks to Les Visible for his inspiring piece Higher Love and the Mastery of the World. It was the perfect kick-start for my trip!

Etheric Sex


I'm not writing this to brag about my experience, let me say that right out front. So you're not going to get the juicy details, just the essentials of it, plus a little theory.

Sex happens on multiple levels, including but not limited to the gross physical. (It also can be used either negatively or positively, like any other type of energy exchange.) But until very recently, I was only vaguely aware that sex could also happen without any physical component at all.

From this article and its comment section, I recently found out about something called ojas, which is an interesting topic in itself and makes good background for what follows here. It relates to the reason why certain spiritual practices have celibacy as a requirement. Since I have been totally celibate for some good number of weeks, I figure I'm pretty well set as far as ojas goes. Judging from what happened.

Regular sex (at least, the physical component) is centered around the genitals, pretty much, even though the entire body is certainly involved. With what I'm going to call “etheric sex,” the center of activity and stimulation is the heart chakra. Hmmm. The heart also happens to be the energy center responsible for feelings of love. And here's me, someone who's now used to having his heart chakra open and humming with unconditional love – and more than a little pleasure, too, on occasion, when conditions are right. All it takes is an open heart. Anyone should be able to feel it if they have the right mindset and just try.

Essentially, I guess what I felt was simply an amped-up version of that humming. And like the occasions when the flow spontaneously opens really wide, this time as well I had little to do but to get out of the way of what was happening. Stop interfering, stop analyzing, stop thinking about what a great blog entry it would make... and STOP FEARING IT. Fear is definitely the number-one obstacle. Because of fear, a deep-seated reluctance to allow myself to experience anything so wildly orgasmic and full-on intense, I stopped short of the ultimate release. I wanted it, but I just wasn't ready to let go completely of my inhibitions.

My partner was very patient and a masterful lover, but said that if I didn't quit chickening out and getting distracted, it would be over. Yes, my partner. No, there was nobody in the room with me. No one I could see, that is. I'm sure I just imagined her... him... it. But at the same time, he/she was definitely there, real. Reality is subjective. And invisible beings do exist, I'm sure of that. Anyway, I had to trust and submit without reservation, without condition or limitation in order for the thing to work and go all the way. It didn't happen, unfortunately. I was pretty damn high at one point, though....

This is the type of thing that can start happening in your life when you commit to the straighter spiritual path. I don't know how else to put it. These things, these mind-blowing new experiences, become a matter of course. At least, they have for me. I'll bet the times have a lot to do with it too. Galactic energies and all that. We're at a highly interesting point in the cycle, and the interestingness is not going to go away soon; on the contrary, it's very much on the rise.

If you want to take your life to the next level, there are some very simple things you can do to help that along. Stop eating junk, eat healthy food. Make a habit of prayer/meditation and gratitude. Simplify. Get rid of the TV and watch what you let into your head. Spend time in nature. Pay attention to little things. Listen to your inner voice. (You'll recognize it because it's the one that's never wrong.) And, if you're so inclined, read up on spiritual topics. Plenty of good reading material on the 'net, plus you have your original holy books and the related teachings. Follow whatever path suits you best. Don't settle for the same old same old. Be open to change. And remember, it's all a game. It's worth playing well, but it's also worth having fun with. If that all sounds good to you, then maybe it's time for some Next Level Up. You can do it!

P.S. Sungazing rules! (Especially at dawn!)

Choosing my way in the face of my fears

I suppose I'll start by describing a dream I had last night. In point of fact, I did not dream it at night, because I actually slept from morning to evening, after staying up watching the SF anime classic Akira and the comedy classic Monty Python's The Meaning of Life on DVD, which may serve to provide a bit of context.

Essentially, the dream was about me being cajoled, enticed, tempted, and drawn into a state of total powerlessness. The process began in earnest when I found myself hypnotized by the soft, flickering bluish glow of a little LCD monitor that was showing a movie of some kind. That was the tipping point, when I slid into apathy toward the “real world” around me. Soon, through my lack of effective resistance to the reassuring but treacherous hypnotic suggestions of “agents” around me, I found myself lying on a sort of hospital bed that was more like an operating table in actual function. The sexy “nurses” projected the impression that they were there to help me, that they had only my best interest at heart, and that the best thing I could do was relax and let them do their job. By the time I realized that their true intentions were less than benevolent, it was too late. My muscles would no longer respond, due to some drug they'd injected in me. They began their work by taking samples, violating my body with their needles in a way that was simply humiliating. Mercifully, I lost consciousness. My last, dimly felt emotions before slipping away completely were outrage and resentment.

Oddly enough, those emotions came back to haunt me when I woke up and read my mail. Through simple incompetence more than any plausible ill will, the tax bureau is still operating as though I were an entrepreneur making a modest living off of my business, which has been officially defunct since September and only ever really existed on paper to begin with. In reality, I don't owe them a dime, but they still sent me invoices for hundreds of euros that I'm supposedly due to pay this year. Realistically, it's only a matter of a visit or two to the local tax office to clear it up, but the infuriating emotional impact of the letter came regardless of that fact. It doesn't help things that I'm already caught up in a more advanced stage of a similar, less easily resolved game with an evil, bloodsucking little company that managed to “sell” me a worthless, yet ridiculously expensive Google advertising package on the phone last summer before I even knew what the hell was up. The wheels of legal action in that case are already turning, and I really don't think there's anything I can do. I'm not equipped to defend myself against that sort of thing, and I suspect the law may well be on their side. So I suppose I'll see where that goes. I'd really like to see them just choke on their own vomit. It's not like they'll ever see the money. I'm more likely to receive a prison sentence, haha.

So the darkness is closing in, even as the days get longer up here in the north. The web of the matrix tightens. I made mention earlier of some plans I've been cooking up. I feel obligated on some level to make a disclosure, but I think it's too early to go into detail just yet. I have made my intentions known to some, though, and if the surveillance/intelligence complex is doing its job, then the data is already in its files. (conspiratorial wink)

I will say that by the time summer is in bloom, I intend to be off the grid and hopefully off the radar of officialdom. Worldly security and status hold very little allure for me, now less than ever. I do find myself caught, though, between the impulse to continue creating and displaying my whimsical little works of material configurations, and the impulse to drop everything, let go of my material attachments, and withdraw from the mainstream entirely. I do believe there is a middle road encompassing both, if I can only traverse it. I just need to figure out exactly how. I've got some ideas. Time will reveal the right course of action. I have already consulted the runes and the pendulum regarding the basic nature of what I'm set to go through, and I will probably make use of them and other modes of communication with higher self in the near future.

The dog poet is on something of a hiatus and that (or whatever invisible causes are behind that) is affecting my mood as well. His latest audio broadcast was, however, very comforting and very touching. He read some lovely poetry in there. I would recommend it to anyone.

Overwhelmingly, in my more conscious hours (there are times of relative oblivion too), my heart is crying out to the higher power that governs all things with ultimate perfection.

Help me to see. I want to see. Please show me more.

Lord, grant me strength.

How much longer will You allow evil to rampage unchecked in the world? How much longer? Until 2012? 2050? If it were up to me, Lord, I would start turning things around right now. I suppose you are too wise and perfect to think as I do. Evil will destroy itself eventually, though, won't it? When it has run its course, served its purpose in the dreaming of Your children.

Lord, take away from me that which is holding me back. Help me to subdue my petulant and demanding ego. No, not subdue: merely help it to see that it is not the one in charge, and that it has nothing to fear by releasing its desire to always be in control.

I know that I have a path to tread in this life. I chose it before I came here. However haltingly and imperfectly, I know that I am on it right now and have always been. Everything that comes into my life has a purpose. Help me to see it through the impartial eyes of divinity as the perfection that it is.

Thank You, Lord, for being with me. For guiding my every step, for protecting me, for comforting me. For testing me and trying me, though never more than I can bear. You provide for every need of my body and soul. Above all, You grant me freedom in every moment, to choose my own experience. I am Your child, and one day I will return to You and give you back all that I am, all that I have gained through all my millions and billions of years of existence.


Thank You.

I forgot so that I might remember once again

As you know, I was recently given a test in life. One of those experiences that life throws at you just to see how you react to the circumstances, I guess. Circumstances that may look challenging, but can also offer a needed opportunity to go beyond your comfort zone, to learn something new, or remember something you'd lost sight of along the way.

Now that the trying situation has come to its happy resolution, it is time for me to reflect: how did I do? On the one hand, well; on the other, not so well. Five days of total isolation did not bring out the best in me at some points. I found myself terrified of facing the quiet, clear reflection of my own thoughts and feelings in the mirror of my mind and heart, and so I did everything I could to disturb the surface. I even overwhelmed my senses with loud, restless, pounding music, with a certain vengeful satisfaction at disturbing my neighbours as well, which is totally out of character for me. It was a far cry from where I'd been at the beginning of my trial, when the isolation only worked in my favour as I purified myself and moved into the power of stillness.

I don't know how seriously I believe in interdimensional interference. Certainly a number of people of integrity and knowledge whom I highly respect are of the opinion that such things go on, and some have described their extensive experiences of them in detail. My own experience leads me to consider the idea a reasonable one. I have had unequivocal subjective proof that hyperdimensional forces are active in my life, guiding me, giving inspiration, and effecting some mind-blowing synchronicity. Why, then, should I disbelieve that negative forces are also at work on me, doing everything in their power to lead me astray, distract me, weaken me, and prevent me from fulfilling my potential?

Is the notion too wild to entertain that, by engaging in spiritual warfare, I made myself more of a target? I may have, I don't know. Or maybe all that is just another way of seeing things, another illusion that points the way to the truth. After all, there's nothing external that doesn't somehow reflect something internally. If I succumbed to a non-material counterattack, that means I still have work to do on myself. I should qualify that: I have a lot of work to do on myself. And I've just barely begun that work, even having come as far as I have in some ways.

I once half-jokingly told a friend on Internet chat that I consider myself a Jedi, and that I'm just waiting for my Force abilities to activate. Big LOL there, no? Just waiting around isn't going to make them appear, of course. Universe, however, is kicking me in the direction I need to go, so waiting around isn't even an option. And the more I start to carry my own weight in the right direction, the more I will find universe meeting me halfway, boosting me forward.

Knowing what to do is easy. I've been hearing what I need to do from so many people, so many sources, including the voice of my own inner knowing. The first and foremost thing I need to do is to consistently seek God. And the only place a person can “get” God is within themselves. That's where the divine spark is that sustains our life and is indeed made in the image of the One. To practice that connection to Source is the key to an abundant life. It is necessary to meditate, or pray, daily, and not in a half-assed way, either. It has to be absolutely the single most important thing in my life. I had grasped that before the holidays, and then I forgot it again just as easily in the midst of all the hustle and bustle. That is what I had lost sight of, and may well have been the main reason why I had to go through this five-day blackout and the ersatz insanity that came with it. It showed me how lost I am without that awareness of God, without my recommended daily intake of Awake, Focused, Here and Now.

No one ever said this would be easy. I'm still at a stage where I'm wavering between strength and weakness, remembering and forgetting. For every victory there is a defeat, but I am reminded of the motion of a pendulum: every swing moves the hands of the clock forward another notch. There will always be challenges; of that I am sure. But as what was challenging before is easier now, so the future will bring ever greater challenges. From each according to his ability. No one is given a burden beyond their ability to bear. I find that, for all the complaints I might choose to make, my burden is still mine, and it still fits me perfectly. Really, I wouldn't have it any other way.


Adiemus - Adiemus on YouTube

P.S. This morning, when I woke up, I put on some music from Adiemus' Songs of Sanctuary. The effect was immediate and overpowering: my emotional dam, which had been doing such a wonderful job of shielding me these past few days, broke to smithereens and I found myself weeping uncontrollably for several minutes, followed by alternating and intermingled laughter and tears. Perceiving the simultaneous horror, tragedy, and injustice of this harsh world together with its incredibly noble, stoic beauty, and the possibility of Sanctuary from it all, is what did it. It is at once a heart-rending and a cosmically humorous scenario that we are in, we humans.
Dog Poet, quoted from Smoking Mirrors: The Curious Cancer from Rothschildlandia:

All over the world, people are fuming and raging about the obscene behavior of a large percentage of one of the world’s smallest minorities. Instead of showing a little restraint and maybe stealing only half of everything in the world they want it all. Instead of cutting back on behaving with a blatant disregard for the laws of every land they are trying to bend to their will, they are so intoxicated with their power that all reason and good sense went out the window a long time ago. There’s no limit to their arrogant disregard for every life form but their own. Now we have Blankenfeld and Goldman Sachs doing God’s work. If God is the devil I would have to agree.

It just gets clearer and clearer and closer to the cosmic spanking that is coming up the road to greet them. It’s not a matter of if. It’s a matter of when. Every stereotype that has been applied to them over the centuries and which they have used the anti-Semitic club to beat down into the ground has been proven in blazing neon over these recent years. Within the law of universal balance there lies a terrible fate brewing for these self-chosen ones. If they read this would they sagely nod their head and say, “Yes, this is so. We must mend our ways”? I am afraid not.

Well… the time will come. It always does. It comes to empires and nations. It comes to rich and poor alike. It comes to races and religions. They all expire beneath the wheels of time and justice and every particle of their being and presence and all of their works are brought to judgment at some point. The alternative media is filled with the evidence of Zionist crimes every single day. The mass media reports very few of them and when it does it spins the circumstances and details in a favorable light.

[...]

This whole scene is out of control and I’m going to call bullshit on it. It’s a staged production and an extremely poor one at that. We have to collect by the tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands around the world, wherever we may be at a given hour every day and collectively focus our attention on Rothschildlandia and chant, “Out demons out!” You can also say, “Om Raksha, Raksha, Phat!” That will work too. We have to focus our collective wills upon Rothschildlandia all at once and see the Earth opening beneath it so that it may migrate to its eternal home.

There are enough of us to be a force to reckon with and we need to turn it on Rothschildlandia and on Mubarak; Gordon Brown, Netanyahoo and his man in the shadows. ‘seven come 9/11’ Barak. We have to become a collectively fused and focused force and we can accomplish miracles. The time is certainly at hand and there is no more critical work to which we can turn our hearts and our minds and our hands if we want to make a difference in the life on this planet. Well… there is a greater work, how could I forget? Still… this one may certainly be a necessary part of the other. Let’s pick an hour of the day that works for all of us wherever we may be and get to work. If we build it they will come.
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The best time is morning USA because it also hits Europe and the Middle East in the waking period. On the other hand it might be better to do it afternoon USA and later evening Europe because a lot of Israel will be sleeping and the subconscious will be open..

Let's understand each other here. This isn't Visible Origami. This is Smoking Mirrors and this is about pouring sugar into Israel's gas tank. I don't want to hear about world peace or uplifting each other into a new age donation box. I want sabotage and a little reverse shock and awe.

I want something that messes with Israels ability to kill and steal from and blackmail people and nations. I want them to have to suddenly find themselves in a place where nothing works and everything goes wrong. Because if nothing works and everything goes wrong for Israel it will automatically benefit everyone, everywhere else.

I want them begging for us to stop, pleading to change and even offering to return all those kiddie body parts. I want them to feel the flames licking at the napes of their necks and I'm not interested in hearing how many good people are among them because there are less than 5% who oppose their policies. I don't want to reason with them... have hugfests and heart to hearts. I don't want to come together to explore our common understandings in a nurturing environment of unmitigated bullshit. I want to bring them to heel. I want them prostrate before the force of a collected and directed will. All others need not apply.

You want to sing Kumbaya and give each other massages then you are welcome to solicit that for your own time window.

I want an end to this shit and I know it can get done. I could explain how this works in actual material physics but I've got things to do at the moment and you probably already know.
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It's 7:00 PM here right now which makes it 6:00PM in London and 1:00 on the east coast and 10:00AM in California which means it's 7:00 (I think) in Hawaii...it's been awhile since I had to compute time.

I think Midnight in Jerusalem works well around the board. it would be 11:00PM here, 10:00PM in UK and 5:00PM to 1:00PM across the US.

I'm thinking a quatrain to be repeated at your time and directed at the occupied Holy Land. It's good to establish that an invader has taken possession of someone's country and has driven them out or locked them in concentration camps. The rightness of what we do must be established first. We should also remind ourselves that Israel was behind 9/11 and probably the other major terror attacks as well so we are dealing with a habitation of demons.

This is the premise behind out demons out and you are free to chant that for whatever period of time you like and to visualize the demons being driven out of occupied Palestine and out of the residents as well (apparently 94% of them are possessed.

I suggest something along these lines.

Out demons out
(3 times)

followed by-

may all their plots turn against them
may they be driven from the occupied lands
may they be exposed to all the people of the world
may Gaza be granted relief
and may judgment come to the murderer and thief

out demons out
(3 times)

Some will no doubt consider this an act of hate or some politically correct bullshit label. What is going on there is an act of hate. This is an act of exorcism and practical and applied magic. This is the very thing they stopped the people from joining hands around the Pentagon. The fused will of a lot of people is a very powerful thing. Remember... "Wherever two or more are gathered in my name."

Speak these words with intention and 'see' them coming in on the air and landing in Tel Aviv, Jerusalem, as you wish. See them degenerating into confusion and losing all will to continue. See them melting if you wish but see them hindered and disabled to continue with their vile mischief.

Speak these words as if you were channeling the voice of God. Speak in a voice of command that will brook not resistance or interference. Command it to be so.. Believe it is so and then dismiss it from your mind. Don't think about it until the time comes around again. All these things are important and I do know what I'm talking about in this regard.
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oops.. some anal retentive is sure to point out that that isn't a quatrain. I know that. I changed my plans on the way... It is not a quatrain and not intended to pass for a quatrain. It bears no resemblance to a quatrain...
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gurnygob said...

Les. Re:
I suggest something along these lines.

Out demons out (3 times)

followed by-

may all their plots turn against them
may they be driven from the occupied lands
may they be exposed to all the people of the world
may Gaza be granted relief
and may judgment come to the murderer and thief

out demons out (3 time)

Les. I have to say this no matter how you or others may feel about it.

What would it take for the above to happen?

You are talking about a whole lot of shit hitting the fan and a whole lot of people, ordinary Palestinians, Jews and others, suffering a whole lot more shit hitting the fan in order for these things to take affect. I know your heart is for the innocent who suffer, but in your zeal for justices you may be overlooking the power of what you are asking for.

“Out demons out” is all well and good, but a demon will not depart without a fight. You of all people should know this.

Jesus, the Christ, showed us the way to defeat certain demon spirits when he said that “there are evil spirits that can only be removed by fasting and prayer”. Fasting in the right context humbles the body and purifies it of ill intent. To be honest, what I am getting from most of the comments here is something akin to hatred of the Jews, or collectively, the whole state of Israel. The whole state of Israel comprises more than Zionist Jews.

I have had experiences of demons in my personal life and trust me; they do not just “up-and-leave” without a fight and causing, in the process, as much shit as they can.

It’s just not their style. They always look for the easy way out. In order for your suggestion to work with the upmost justices the participants would first need to remove any hatred from their hearts otherwise the said “demons” would have a field- day in their exit, causing untold suffering and mayhem for all in their wake. Be careful what you ask for. Your intention is good I agree, but the method needs refining.

Jesus said. “But I say to you, Love your enemies: do good to them that hate you: and pray for them that persecute and calumniate you:
Why would Jesus say such a thing? Because we are fighting a spiritual battle.

“For our wrestling is not against flesh and blood; but against principalities and power, against the rulers of the world of this darkness, against the spirits of wickedness in the high places.”

Do you think for a moment they would give way to hatred? Hatred is one of their main weapons. It is hatred that fuels them. In order for this to work I would advise you to ask all those wanting to partake, to pray and in particular to “fast” in order for real justices to take affect.

The road to hell is paved with good intentions.

I hope you don’t take this the wrong way. I am not trying to undermine you. I am in full agreement with your request but as I said, the method needs refining. All those who are worthy will see this and would gladly partake in fasting or some sort of self-sacrifice so that the “spirit of truth” may win the day, rather than a legion of spirits from hell, fuelled by hate.

Yours truly,
gurnygob.
Ps. Love “concurs” all
PPS. Pps. A bad spirit can only be defeated by pure intention.
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Anonymous said...

A suggestion ... A little old world and longer .. and please feel free to change ..

Meditative or Calm State

Say ..

MY PRAYER (and for those who are comfortable with the wording) MY DECREE

I CALL FORTH all those who work with me from other realms of consciousness.

FOR PURPOSES OF THIS DECREE/PRAYER, the physical group assisting in setting this decree works in the realm of integrated light to hold and facilitate this decree. I call upon all beings on the path of growing into unity, to bear witness and to give effect to this decree.

THE PURPOSE OF THIS DECREE/PRAYER IS:
to save Palestine, the world and myself:

I REQUIRE THAT THE POWER AND INTENT:
of every being entering or supporting this Decree, from Earth and including any and all other realms of consciousness, be brought together so that their effect NOW shall be exponential as each being joins this Decree, regardless of Earthly timing

OUR PURPOSE HEREIN is to remove the demonic influences currently operating in ... (help here with SPECIFIC words.....).

OUR JOINT DECREE IS:
"Out demons out,
out demons out,
out demons out.

May all their plots turn against them,

may they be driven from the occupied lands,

may they be exposed to all the people of the world,

may Gaza be granted relief,

and may judgment come to the murderer and thief.

Out demons out,
out demons out,
out demons out."

This is my solemn will and command SUBJECT ONLY TO IT BEING APPROPRIATE TO THE DIVINE PLAN for this time on planet Earth.

I AM THAT I AM

AND SO IT IS
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Kheireddine said...

Les, BCth and all,
it is not about magic when it comes to me, it is about prayers, and the univers listens if you speak on the same frequency. It is not about using magic, leave it to tptb, their own magic is bringing them down, they use kabala and other forms of demons worshiping technics. They use illusion, we use the truth. The truth about what we feel about all their wrong doings and disgusting technics.
I was not refering earlier to magic, but about praying.
Along with praying, in groups and by yourself, stop taking bullshit. What can be discribed as bullshit can be discribed as "the great illusion" forced upon us by demented and spoiled souls. In all level of our daily lives. Out demons out of our lives, once u get rid of them out of your head.
There is no wiht and black magic, there is an illusion, only the truth can make these demented men inpower to stop hurting people, active truth that is.
No magic.
moon
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I will add any further refinements to this entry if needed.

Pouring sugar into the gas tank of the ogre

It is the middle of the night and I have been thinking. I thought of many questions I would have liked to dowse with my pendulum, to have my thoughts receive their just judgment, be they correct or off the mark. Since breaking out that device would have disturbed a person's sleep, I have flipped a coin instead, asking whether my line of thinking has been basically correct and whether I should write it out. The answer came in the affirmative, so here I am once again, working in Linux without my Internet connection. (I always write this way, and then I restart and publish in Windows.)

The Dog Poet has just come out with a very heavy piece of writing. Dangerous, even. But dangerous to whom?

I could remain aloof from this suggestion he is making. I could reason that I am aligned with peace and love and joy and bliss and coconuts, and have nothing to do with what he is suggesting. But another part of me, a part whose voice I cannot deny, says that that would be contemptible and cowardly. Knowing what I know, I cannot stand by and let others take this action without doing my own part together with them.

The “action” of which I speak is very simple: a moment of unified, focused intent upon a single outcome. I would characterize that outcome as a restoration of balance. Intent and Balance: two of the four spiritual laws described in the Handbook to the New Paradigm, as I recall. The others are Allowance and Attraction.

Focused Intent makes things happen. I have made some unlikely things happen in my life through my own focused intent. The focused intent of a group of people is far, far more powerful than that of any individual. It has the power to affect our shared reality. The ones who have been making negative things happen on this Earth are well aware of this law and have made exceedingly effective use of it. They have used it to dominate others and to shape the world in the image of their own twisted thinking. They have succeeded in this to a considerable degree. But they will not succeed much longer. They are few, and the tide has already turned sorely against them.

Balance is a law that these darkened ones do not comprehend in full. If they did, they would have turned from their path before now. As it is, that path has brought forth an imbalance of great magnitude that is soon to be rectified, and there is nothing anyone can do to stop it. It is not an if, but a when. Grace has long been extended and rejected, and so comes the time when grace is withdrawn and the unrepentant criminals face consequences. My prayer is only that it happen quickly, so that the healing on all levels might begin as soon as possible.

Allowance. This is a free-will universe. All things are allowed as long as free will allows them. The majority of us, through ignorance, silence, and inaction, have allowed bad things to be done, not only to our countrymen, but to those in faraway places who never had a chance. The victimization of the people of Gaza is the most extreme example today. They are denied basic levels of food, water, and medicine. They have had their lands taken away, their homes destroyed, and their family members murdered in cold blood. Now we hear of organ harvesting and other grievous crimes being perpetrated against them. If this does not move a person's heart, I don't know what will. I choose to join with those who exercise their free will to not allow these things to happen anymore. Enough is enough.

[break for sleep]

Attraction: like attracts like. This is why the parasites, the predators, the vampires, the ones who get a thrill out of shedding the blood of innocents and committing all manner of abominable acts, now live in a reality that is completely divorced from sanity and decency. At the same time, the numbers and strength of those who are attracting love, light, and harmony onto this Earth have grown. The two divergent realities cannot coexist forever, because the Earth herself has chosen to ascend. Those who have committed to a descending path must perforce ship out so that they can have what they deserve and so that the rest of us can have what we deserve. Some of them may shove off physically and leave this plane entirely, others may remain but be reduced to irrelevance. I don't know how, exactly, it's set to go down.

I do know that if Israel attacks Iran, as it looks ever more likely to do, that final act of arrogance and aggression will seal the fate of the Zio-vampires and their machinery, leading to their ultimate downfall and the chain-reaction downfall and/or transformation of all that is in alignment with their power. They will have brought it upon themselves. If this is indeed now the only possibility we have of becoming free of their negative influence, then it is my joyless duty to do my small part to help hasten it. I do not ask anyone to join in this moment of unified, focused intent. Whoever feels called in their heart to do so will take part, and that will suffice.

Some may read this and think blasphemy and black magic. That I am as lost a soul as any of the dark ones of whom I speak. Quite honestly, I have nothing to say to that. This initiative may be a detour and a trap... but it might also be something I need to go through on my way to wherever I'm going. Either way, I am compelled. I just attempted to dowse some answers with my pendulum, but it refuses to give any. I take that as a sign that I need to go deeper and stop abdicating my responsibility to an external thing. It appears my Higher Self is teaching me self-reliance of a higher order, the need to listen better and more directly. And so I shall.

I suspect this is a task I shall need to do from a place of shanti, inner peace. To succumb to the energy of conflict and duality (anger) may nullify the value of this exercise to my spiritual growth. A problem cannot be solved by the level of thinking that caused the problem, n'est-ce pas? And so I return to the principle I invoked in the beginning: Balance. To intend that Balance be restored, in order to allow us all to experience that which we have attracted to ourselves: this is what I think I shall do. Will it make a difference? God only knows. But I have faith nonetheless that all will work out as it must, for the best.

UPDATE: Having now read through the comment section of Les' post, I have a better idea of what this is about: in a word, exorcism. When you put it that way, I can't think of a single reason not to join in. "Out, demons, out!" So simple. I had go make it all complicated, didn't I? Well, I guess it's in my nature to analyze stuff and try to understand it. (grin)

The Spirit of Christmas 2009

It is Christmas Day and I am at my grandparents' home here in Kempele, Finland. I have so much to be thankful for; I have received so much. I feel very rich in the things that matter. In a world where so many go hungry, I have enough to eat; where so many live under the threat of violence, I enjoy peace; where so many are lost and confused and afraid, I am able to see far enough to know where I stand, and that there is nothing to fear. Even suffering and death hold no fear for me, for I know that all things, without exception, serve an ultimate purpose which is benevolent. To perceive that purpose ever more clearly, and to align myself with it ever more closely: these are my highest aspirations in this life.

I have truly felt the spirit of Christmas in these past days. It is a spirit that cherishes the people and animals that are near and dear to us. It is a generous spirit; it is a prayerful spirit; it is a joyful spirit; it is a peaceful spirit. For me, this has been a very special Christmas. I sense that the coming year will bring so many changes in the world that we will quite possibly look back on this as, in some ways, the last “normal” Christmas season ever. But what has made it extra special to me is that I have never before comprehended the meaning of Christmas as deeply I do now. Last year at this time I was relatively aloof, having extricated myself from the Christian religious paradigm only that past spring. I was then in a more agnostic frame of mind, caught up in chasing the shadow of truth outside myself. Now I am cultivating a true spiritual connection.

I see the Bible's stories of Jesus as what they are, stories; one can learn much truth from stories if one is only able to discern it. Literalistic interpretation is foolish and useless to me, especially in light of the distortions introduced by those who compiled the collection of writings and called it The One and Only Definitive Word of God. There is no such thing, certainly not in words that can be uttered by the lips or understood by the mind of man.

I cast a few glances at the TV screen today when it was showing the live feed from the Vatican. I paid little attention to what the figurehead was saying, except to chuckle at his mispronunciation of the Finnish Christmas greeting, but I noticed some other, very curious things. The pomp and circumstance, music and marching, all very ritualized. The ornate finery of the clothing worn. The incredibly expensive-looking old buildings. The soldiers, the Swiss guard. It was like a Broadway spectacle, a display of materialistic power. The camera's emphasis (from what I saw) on the soldiers and guards was especially noteworthy: it made me wonder what, exactly, they are protecting. What lies in the vaults of the Vatican? It's not the Pope's life they're really protecting – or, if it is, then they certainly aren't capable of it. I quite enjoyed the symbolism of the random lady knocking him over when I saw it on the news later. No one is "too big to fall!" And many will, I suspect; many in high places are in precarious positions of their own making. Whatever they get, they will have deserved it. Berlusconi, and Bush before him, getting publicly humiliated in a physical way, these incidents are setting a tone. They are not random, they are signs of the times.

Another sign, I think, is the latest Hollywood budget-buster megamovie. Even the title of it is highly significant. The Avatar, whatever shape it may take, is coming. Has been coming. Has arrived, and needs only to awaken. I haven't watched the film yet, and I may or may not go to see it. Everyone seems to be recommending it. I just feel the ticket price is too high for my survival-level budget. The 3-D eye candy alone isn't enough to justify it for me. I care about substance more than style. (wink) But if it's as good as Peter Jackson's Lord of the Rings, I might rent the DVD sometime. Anyway, the story seems to be a positive one. It's a good counterbalance to the new “V” remake. I don't know anything about extraterrestrial races first-hand, but I favour the notion that the vast majority of them would rather help us than harm us. I'm as convinced as I can be that any overt “alien invasion” scenario that might ever manifest would turn out to be a false-flag operation. But I'm not expecting any such attack to even take place, much less to be successful at hoodwinking all of humanity. We're wising up to the game – those of us who are ever going to wise up, anyway.

I've spent some time lately catching up on a very active thread over at Project Avalon Forums. It's based on intuitively derived and unprovable information, so a grain of salt would be recommended there, but I found it highly interesting nonetheless. Something is indeed brewing, and as far as I'm concerned, it can't happen too soon. Disclosure of the ET presence is a done deal, one way or another, and it would appear to be coming sooner rather than later. The global elites, particularly the most negative ones, are running out of options as far as the economy is concerned. The plan to introduce a world currency based on the same old wealth-sucking, debt-based scheme is the stupidest idea ever. The Wall Street derivative and housing bubbles have mutated into the biggest black hole in history. The best thing we can do is to just return to our senses and realize that we've been caught in a nightmare. All that's needed is to wake up from the ridiculous idea that numbers in a computer necessarily have anything to do with real wealth. Real capital is all around us in abundance. It's raw materials from nature and it's human potential. Knowledge and the application of knowledge. It is also energy and the means to use it. There are two major limiting factors that I can see in our insane economy: the artificial scarcity of money (never mind that they're printing it as fast as they can – the value of what it'll buy is what counts), and the artificial scarcity of energy. Cheap, highly efficient technologies that would threaten the profits of the mostly oil-based energy companies have deliberately been kept out of use for probably a century. With disclosure of the ET presence will come the release of those technologies and a miraculous economic recovery. Did I say recovery? More like rebirth.

Just before I started this little piece, I caught wind of David Wilcock's latest writing, published just in time for Christmas. I haven't read it yet, but I will as soon as I've posted this. I also recommend Les Visible's blog entries for Christmas Eve and Christmas Day. In fact, I would recommend anything by those two. Not as Gospel Truth, but as more like Chicken Soup for the Awakening Soul. (grin)

The clock just crossed over to the 26th where I am, so I hope you had a good Christmas and wish you all an amazing New Year. We've got a blue moon happening right on New Year's Eve, which is quite fun considering it's a new decade as well. Be well, be at peace, and I'll see you on the other side.

The canine lyricist: doG of war

War is bad. We don't like war. Never wanted it.

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)