There is an Army of Darkness that is Calling forth the Inner Demons of Humanity, to Steal the Minds and Bodies of the Unwary.

Dog Poet Transmitting…….

If you live in Kalifornia, YOU ARE BEING WARNED. Human Nature has a suicidal side, attended by a ruthless indifference to anything standing between it and the object of its desire. As we have said, more times than we can remember, the primary offspring of Materialism is Insanity. If you live in Kalifornia, YOU ARE BEING WARNED.

When I was younger, it used to puzzle me for lengths of time, as I tried to understand WHY people would remain in a location when catastrophe, that could be seen on the horizon, came calling. Sometimes there were incremental stages of warning in a series; first a Post-it note, a whisper in the ear, a shake upon the shoulder, a rougher shake, a voice screaming, a voice through a bullhorn and then? The raging sounds of the catastrophe itself, coming across the plane, over the mountain, down the swollen river, from beneath the Earth and from the rising seas.

Sometimes there would be the scurrying of diplomats, a rising tension with a neighbor, or threats from afar, then tanks on the border, the incursions, and then? Why did they stay? Why did so many of them stay? There are the obvious reasons; this is MY HOME! These are my possessions! My family lives here! If you were to ask me, I would have a one-word reply, KARMA. It is Karma that determines the opacity and size of our blinders. It is Karma that attenuates our vision and reasoning capacity. It is Karma that sets the level of our awareness and degree of intransigence.

Presently, by the GRACE of God, we are experiencing, courtesy of this Grand Apocalypse, a grand wave of awakening that is pressing from within upon us. Depending on the force of the magnetized hallucinations of dancing matter, on that is our capacity for seeing dependent. The power of The Dream is great. It is attended by a compelling lassitude and comforting darkness, illuminated by a false light in which NOTHING you see is real. The endless parade of Fata Morgana captivates the mind. People are roadkill, as their appetites drive them back and forth across the highway. The world is littered, daily… with the corpses of people who were unable to pay attention, because they were already paying attention to the wrong things. The cellphone is the new altar, the new tabernacle for reverence, and invocation.

Contemplate, if you are able, the runaway horse that is the passage of the last couple of decades. Consider the puissant force of replicating LIES that are the fodder, for that herd of horses, hobbled in a burning barn. God help them! Their hobbles and halters are illusory. They could shake them off if they wanted to but they have become real to them, just as all the rest of the terminally unreal has acquired the APPEARANCE of substance. It’s not even there BUT… it sure looks like it. It ‘looks’ like it.

Look in HORRIFIED AWE AT THIS!!! As you read the article it will take you to a TELLING PICTURE of the fellow who is the author of this. Unless you are REALLY stupid, your own Inner Phrenologist will sort out for you the character and origin of this Satanic Performance Artist. It is WAR, my friends. It is a SPIRITUAL WAR. There is an Army of Darkness that is calling forth the inner demons of humanity, to steal the minds and bodies of the unwary. It is IN YOUR FACE and it is at the nape of your neck. It is in the unruly waters of the subconscious, from whose depths monsters are called forth.

Once again, I call upon you to employ your Inner Phrenologist. Within the chaotic landscape of the undisciplined subconscious, around the world, the sleepwalking zombies are summoned to acts of carnage and rampaging disorder. If you are not in command of your own mind, you may be assured that someone or something else IS.

When the human mind has reached a Critical Mass of disordered and unhinged behavior, because their sails are in tatters and the rudders broken, THE SEA WILL RISE. It is all done with mirrors in emulation of The Sun and Moon and Nature DOES REFLECT the state of human consciousness. It is ALL connected.

Generations of vipers have been launched up the landscape by the Force of Materialism. Comfort and Convenience has created mobs of selfish and demanding personalities, who want whatever they want and they want it now! It is a simple matter to dangle the prize before the animal eyes. Our dark passions have rendered us into Beast Mode. If there is a Visible World, does not Logic and the Law of Polarity insist that there is also an Invisible World? Just as there are levels of existence, so there are planes of experience that are self-contained worlds, in which the general behaviors, are the norms of the populations who have conspired to legitimize them. Every argument in their minds is turned toward justifying and rationalizing whatever they wish to be so.

When balance goes missing, order degenerates into disorder. AND NATURE WILL RESPOND! Because The Awakening has not been able to penetrate the hard surface crust of denial, demonstrations WILL TAKE PLACE to break that crust. It is a sad dichotomy that is tearing at itself within the unawakened mind of the sleepers. Their restless turning and tossing, in the throes of nightmare, have set them lashing out at everything in reach. The interior weather of the human consciousness is being reflected in the exterior weather. EVERYTHING IS CONNECTED.

As the lunacy of insane government polices impact on the well being of their citizens, the time comes when it can no longer remain acceptable and the citizens rise in opposition to the lies, whose intent is to enslave and destroy them. The media ignores these massive uprisings, because the banker oligarchs own both the media and the governments; “If my sons did not want wars, there would be none.” You can only push CERTAIN PEOPLE so far.

It is not a complicated matter. If one does not see what is glaringly evident, there can ONLY be a few reasons; bone-deep stupidity, cowardice, or culpability. Where THEY ALL err is in thinking that the temporal realm is a law unto itself, where laws can be made and enforced by those who imagine they control the realm. This IS NOT and NEVER WILL BE true, and the whole point of it seeming to be, is in order to provide a playing field for The Purpose of Demonstration. Life is a series of plots and actors, endlessly replacing one another, for The Purpose of Demonstration. Lies exist so that the truth might inform them and so that experience can confirm what is and what is not. All that is in error exists in order to be corrected. Without Evil there could be no Good. They are both necessary for the drama to take place. As the Bard said; (and every word is true)

“All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse’s arms. Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school. And then the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress’ eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honor, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon’s mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon lined, With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slippered pantaloon, With spectacles on nose and pouch on side; His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide For his shrunk shank, and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness and mere oblivion, Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.”

Rinse and repeat, rinse and repeat and it happens again and again, individually and collectively, in generations brought forth for The Purpose of Demonstration, so that this stage and that stage can be erected and torn down and another built and it is all sorted and sordid, and history is made in order that they may repeat it until they learn. Some learn soon and some learn after various lengths of time, and some never learn at all, or so I am told.

Look! It is happening RIGHT NOW before our eyes and WARNING after WARNING is being given and what? What? So it goes, on and on at the banquets of the dying and the dead. Not everyone is condemned to endless failure and ignominy. Some have found the secret road, hiding in plain sight, and have walked that road and returned to tell those who are prepared to hear; for everyone else, it is a matter of suffering, loss, and regret until they are prepared to hear.

Today’s Song is; ♫Mr. Apocalypse is Coming♫

It wasn’t here a moment ago, I just saw it. Where did it go? Here Parler, Parler Parler. Parler will no longer let me put the links to my posts in the Parleys. I am going to have to find somewhere else for people to not see my work.

Pocketnet must be jumping these days. They got those manufactured wave machines that are bringing the surf. Grab your board and paddle out!!!

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