You May Not Believe in God, but God Believes in You. You Are Real in His World, Even if He is Not Real in Yours.

 Dog Poet Transmitting…….

I am aware of the political theater. I give it cursory attention. I try not to watch too closely or care too deeply because all of the players that I have seen into… to any depth… have feet of clay and turn out to be badly drawn caricatures of what they ought to be, but once Integrity has fled, a caricature is all that remains.

There are things to like about Donald Trump, but there is also the glaring evidence of a buffoonish lack of Gravitas and petty vindictiveness; not to mention his support of The Killer Vaccines. His attack on Governor DeSantis is puerile and immature.

He seems incapable of taking The High Road. Apparently… according to him… DeSantis is part of The Rhino Herd. This may be the case in a backroom sort of a way; him being promoted by The Bush Machine, but there are other courses one might take to get the point… besides painting him with tears in his eyes while seeking support from The Donald.

The real question is… who is pulling the strings on all of these puppets?

Like I said… looking deeper… I always find feet of clay. This includes Donald Trump as well, but I am more concerned about the stupidity that comes as the offspring of his Vanity. Vanity blinds a person to what is going on around them. It’s how his enemies were able to deny him a second term. Either he just wasn’t paying attention OR… this is all part of a long-con where The Big Guy, who is a poster-boy for corruption, was shoehorned into the presidency.

Once Brandon got into office, already compromised up to his hair-plugs, it was no problem for him to be jerked every which way but loose… by rapacious foreign and domestic… criminal interests. This has caused the country to circle the drain throughout his entire residency. It’s still uncertain whether the country will survive his serial malfeasance.

What if this was all planned earlier on? What if that was the point; to have Smokin’ Joe Weasel trash the place and set the stage for Trump to return as Savior? Then… circumstances being what they are, martial law becomes a fait accompli.

Obviously… if The Perversity Train is not derailed, the country will go under in less than a decade. If The education system is not cut loose from that Satanic harridan from The Teacher’s Union, all Hell will break loose… once the present generation is set free on The Streets. Unless higher education is cleansed of its present agenda, the markets and science are doomed. At every level of society, the dry rot has reached such a degree that parts of the house could collapse at any moment.

Let’s talk a little about who is in charge at the moment. What do the top three officials at the State Department have in common… along with the top two members of National Security? What do the Director of National Intelligence, the Deputy Director at the CIA, and the president’s Chief of Staff all have in common with these people? What about the head of The CDC? How about the head of Homeland Security? If I ran the whole list for you… whoa!

Who runs the WEF? Who is behind all of the powerful sexual organizations that are ramming their obscenities down the throats of the American public?

I do not wish to paint a dreadful picture, BUT… I know what I am looking at. Barring Divine Intervention, the cities will burn. The Criminal Element is running wild and free. This is because The Uptown Criminal Element is in charge of the government in nearly every major city.

You can’t make everyone equal. (not that that is their actual intention) It is not possible. It was the same argument that fostered The Bolshevik Revolution and The Cambodian Nightmare. We are most definitely in The Weimar Republic Redux right now. How bad might it get, considering how bad it already is? Pandemic depravity ALWAYS leads to the destruction of The State. You can only push Lady Nature so far. Then she pushes back.

I don’t have any heroes that work the temporal circuit. Neither can I justly criticize anyone, but walking The Forgettable Highway of The Perpetually Recycled is not for me. Fame is usually as transitory as the lifetime it appears in. I don’t see the point in celebrity among The Walking Dead. The only place that temporal fame has any currency is in the minds of the people who buy into it. Maybe you can eat out on it. A lot of people do.

When you die, you are taken to a place where you are given a period of time to view your life. Mikhail Aivanhov says that every event in our life is recorded on tiny spools that are taken from us, and projected on a screen where we can view it. He says that these spools are mere atoms on which the whole of our life is recorded. He compares it to the ribbons in a cassette, which… when placed in the machine constructed to play them, shows whatever has been recorded there.

Then there are the allegorical accounts from The Egyptian and Tibetan Book of The Dead. I surmise… I assume… that the process goes through a filter that matches up with a person’s religious beliefs, and I am sure there is one for those who had no beliefs at all. You may not believe in God, but God and those who work for him believe in you. You are real in their world, even if they are not real in yours.

We appear here as actors who play a role defined by our Karma. So long as we desire or aspire to anything here, there will be a Karmic Scroll that unrolls in the expression of it. That role plays out along some resonating portion of life’s highway, with its exits and entrances. There is another road. I call it The King’s Highway and it leads to The Land of The Immortals. Few are the ones who find their way upon it. All along that route are the lights of the cities that glisten below in The Dark Splendor. It is the force of attraction that pulls us down.

One must attain to The Desireless State to stay on course OR… one must weave all of their desires into a single cable that ends in The Promised Land. Nothing that Trump or any other temporal ruler does will facilitate your progress beyond the borders of the land they rule across some tiny gasp of time, like a fart in a thunderstorm.

Fortune comes to everyone in their time, and it lasts for as long as there are coins in the meter. Then another kind of fortune comes into play. There is no escaping the up-and-down motion unless you stop bouncing.

Here are a few simple questions that lead to a simple point; Who is inciting black-on-white hatred and violence? It is The Media. Who owns and manipulates The Media that facilitates this? Who runs the NGOs that are driving the migrant hordes? Who controls The Global Circus and the concession stands? Who are the ringmasters of sexual depravity? Who is trying to make it against the law to say these things?

It looks pretty grim right now with orc bands roaming the streets and assaulting the residents? Believe me… it’s been worse… BUT… it only applies to those it applies to. What did you sign up for? What did you invest your time and your thoughts and feelings into, so… that… they… might… become… things?

Time is heavy ONLY when it is unoccupied. Right this minute you are headed somewhere based on the direction of your thoughts and feelings. They are responsible for the weather you run into up ahead. They create the templates that precipitate into form, and into the areas of your body affected by them.

Every thought, every glance you direct at anyone or anything has power in it. It causes a reaction in the weather up ahead. You can’t go wrong blessing everyone and everything. That DOES NOT MEAN you are in favor of it, or supportive of it. It means you bless with the power of transforming Love that shapes your world. Your world is built from the love you extend, and also by the love you do not extend, based on whatever is there instead.

I hope Trump turns out alright. Indications taken from his character do not indicate this in his pending weather… nor in the meteorological projections of most of the players I observe, but then… I am not a meteorologist.

Greater than the implications of ANY appearances is the invisible hand of Heaven in our lives. Those who work WITH that intelligence will get one kind of weather. Those who work against it will get another.

End Transmission…….

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