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Dog Poet Transmitting…….

I had such a profound and transformative spiritual experience this morning that I feel compelled to write about it. I won’t be able to transmit the authenticity and power of the emotional force but I will do my best.

I was meditating and, as is sometimes the case, I was conversing with the ineffable. It was about certain very subtle things that I was aware of and that I was trying to make a feature of my character and that I hoped would bolster my integrity, which I consider to be one of the most valuable qualities that a person can possess. I hold integrity and humility in a class of their own. Without these… what can I say? A person would be in serious trouble from my point of view and also on a sure and certain path to dreadful epiphany.

Now, I cannot remember what triggered a response on God’s part. It had something to do with my making an effort, in a certain direction, that most people would consider trivial considerations. They were also things that would routinely escape notice; the kinds of behavior patterns that usually, only the person doing them would be aware of but… it’s like that tale of the master with the three disciples and the three chickens, telling each of them to kill the chicken where no one could see them. The one disciple couldn’t kill his chicken because, “everywhere I go, the chicken sees.”

Wow! Most of the experience has now slipped away. Perhaps certain details are meant to be withheld.

I was told that events and circumstances were now going to drastically change for me, in a good way. I heard a number of wonderful things, which I disputed, to no effect. I guess I have done a few things right, among all of the ignorant mistakes that came along with them, to this moment I find myself in. Transformations are about to occur for which there is no previous reference. “Off the hook.” “Off the charts.” are some terms that come to mind. In certain cases it is going to be like nothing we have ever seen before. It’s not all good, however.

I was told, in so many words; “I’ve tried my best to reach them but they won’t listen. I hate to do what I am going to have to do but there is no other way to reach these people. Nothing less than seriously kicking their ass is going to make any impression on them. I’ve made every effort I could think of to get their attention and they go right on doing evil for the sheer enjoyment of it. The time has come to make some telling examples, examples with a long lasting impact.”

One must keep in mind the absolute incomprehensibility of the divine being. It cannot be measured or defined. It is beyond the scope of human imagination. Suffice to say that the power of God is limitless. There is NOTHING that cannot be accomplished by the divine. There is also nothing that happens of which the divine is unaware. He sees and hears EVERYTHING. His patience is also immeasurable. Well past the point that any of us could manage, he continues to be patient and to forgive. This is made far more dramatic when one considers that the crimes that are committed are literally committed against God. He feels the impact and the pain of these wounds because he is inside of each and every one of us and experiences what we experience. This seems unbelievable. It seems impossible but with the almighty, one must suspend belief, at least in the sense of any limitation and one must also push the borders of the possible to where they disappear …into the measureless reaches of space.

As with anything concerning the divine, which includes everything I just said; it is and it is not. It always is and is not, simultaneously, so whatever I say is incomplete and ever will be… neti-neti.

Whoa… I just saw the news about the Middle East. Hmmmm. I get the sensation that something is going to derail this… I’ve no clear image; just an unformed impression.

Anyway… I was in tears at the end of my session this morning. I am so often reminded of how fortunate I am. Regardless of the relentless suffering I experienced in this life, I count it all as nothing by comparison with the present results. It is only in recent years that it has backed off appreciably.

I know there are people in this world that have everything that can be imagined or desired and if it isn’t present, they know people who can get it for them or have it made for them. There are people who have more money than most countries. There are people who could singlehandedly wipe out both hunger and homelessness in the United States. Think of it! They could do that and STILL BE RICH! Not only are they not doing that but they are up to terrible mischief. Some of them fabricate wars for personal profit. This is not speculation. It has been admitted to; “If my sons did not want war, there would be none.”

Bill Gates is vaccinating children around the globe. Is he killing and/or paralyzing children? I don’t know. What about Sheldon Adelson? The acts of George Soros are beyond dispute. What about the Koch Brothers? There are presently 2,208 billionaires, worth 9.1 trillion dollars. The top 8 billionaires have as much money as half of the entire human race. Wow!

I am not here to judge these people. In all honesty, I don’t know who is who and what is what. I just don’t know. Here is what I do know. I am wealthier than any of these people. I am wealthier than all of them put together

There is a tale being told at this time and we are all here to witness it. It is an ancient tale and it has been told many times before. There is a reason that over 7 billion people are on the planet at this time. There is a reason that such a large percentage of people fall into excess, when excess is possible. There is a reason that certain personality types are drawn into the lazy effeminacy of same sex congress, which is the official, sexual expression of Materialism, just as Atheism is the official religion of Materialism and Satanism is the official philosophy and selfishness is the preeminent behavior characteristic. It’s all a package deal.

There is a reason that people get stupider and why intellectual curiosity is the first thing to go. There is a reason that the Kardashians are the Short Bus trendsetters. At no other time would pretentious, talentless Pop Tarts like Arianna Grande and Taylor Twit be let anywhere near a microphone. There is a reason why soul numbing Cenobites are permitted to huff and strut like meth addicted Orcs and squawk like merciless crows, picking the eyes out of new born sheep and go on and on, endlessly, about how women are whores and why they are encouraged by their paymasters to toss bricks of cash at hookers and beat up their girlfriends and I could go on and on too but I won’t, you already know.

Why are they coarsening the feminine principle? Do you wonder who is behind this sort of thing? Who is it that reports the news and hires the writers that comment on the culture and blacklists everyone who doesn’t parrot the infernal line? Can I get an Amen? Who is inciting all the violence between different religions, different ideologies, different colors? Every time you look under the rock the same reptiles are operating the sausage factories where they make the laws

These are no new evils under the sun. All of this has been around as of old. In no sane culture would ugly, snake-eyed pedophiles, be allowed to fondle prepubescent children at things like Drag Queen Story Hour. Who could possibly be powerful enough to corrupt the entire national library system? Who could possibly be powerful enough to make the owner of the Atlanta Falcons, the richest man in the world (owner of Amazon) and the mayor of the city of Atlanta, all come forth and publicly support this kind of behavior? Members of this group of depraved child molesters have web sites that offer every perversity imaginable.

No culture has ever survived epidemic sexual perversity and these trends ONLY appear in the decline of a culture. This is one of the reasons you see massive homeless encampments in the richest cities in the world, where all kinds of plagues are gestating for outbreak. Meanwhile, every sane solution is opposed by the people in charge of policy. “There is something going on here but you don’t know what it is.”

I had a wonderful morning today. I heard some remarkable things and I heard the same statements I heard in earlier times only… this time… the denouement is ever so much closer to taking place. We forget, in our mesmerized state, where the charged particles of material dust that magnetize our attention and send our desire bodies into states of flaming excitement, we forget that one day… THE DAY will come. There is no peace of mind here and you may count on the certainty of inexorable destiny, to bring it all to a fitting, irony drenched, conclusion. Something is going to be happening here that we’ve neither seen before and- in some cases- not even heard of before. The powers and luminaries of the celestial realm are very well cloaked. At least they have been but… hidden from sight is not the same as being non existent. Just because you can’t see it, doesn’t mean it isn’t there. I’ve been told that the Gates of Shambala are soon to open. I’ve been told that all those strange sights and flashing lights are soon going to be doing more than simply popping in and out of view now and then.

You know, Dear Readers, I NEVER ask for donations and for some time there was a consistent flow of it that provided me with something of a cushion in my coming and going. For some reason and for awhile now, it has melted away into practically nothing at all. I’ve one consistent donor and that’s all. I’m not in need. God takes care of me. You can be sure of that …but I had hoped that the readers would at least support me in other ways, like going over to Pocketnetand up-voting my posts and the like, or maybe leaving a comment. There’s been precious little of that either. That did surprise me. Perhaps I don’t deserve it. Maybe my writing chops have diminished to the point that I don’t deserve further attention. I don’t know. Maybe the well of inspiration has run dry and I’m the only one that doesn’t know this.

I’d been hearing from readers that they couldn’t comment because Google was making it near impossible with all the capcha hoops to jump through. Thinking I saw the writing on the wall, we have migrated to WordPress and Pocketnet, so that the reader could be free of the nasty behavior of Zio-Google. Thank god for The Elf. I don’t know what I would do without him. NO! I am not asking for donations. I wouldn’t do that. I was only asking for a little reader support (of energy, NOT currency) but if I can’t even get that well… I’ll still keep doing what I’m doing. It’s all in God’s hands and I’m not complaining. Life has never been better. I’m not trying to guilt trip anyone and I really am fine. I was simply thinking we were all in this together and I had expectations I probably shouldn’t have had. It’s probably something that I am not seeing. I’ll be asking about that.

End Transmission…….

Tonight’s Song is “Miracle of Love”