God Poet Transmitting.......
I’m sure there are many who speculate about how the changes that are coming are going to manifest... the shape change will take... what the components will be. Certainly... the experts, and... we are never short of experts; they will have the whole tapestry woven out of their dependably godless imaginations. They will be incredibly wrong, as experts always are, BUT... people will listen to them, some people will listen to them because... well, they are experts.
The religious fundamentalists will also have a 100% scripturally verified... apocalyptic picture of burning cities and fire raining down from the sky. They will, of course, be saved and the infidels will perish, and... were any of them right, there would be no one left... because each tradition... will be assured that they alone will be left, except as far as the other traditions are concerned.
The truth is that The Avatar will represent none of these bankrupt and corrupted traditions. All of the various religious elders might as well be stabbing rows of kittens and cats... of various sizes... with a fork... as if they were wine glasses... in order to get a soundtrack appropriate to their self-righteous visions of Rapture for me and Armageddon for you. Thank God that The Divine is the one in charge.
Each avatar brings a completely new tradition, which any fool with any sense of history would already know, and The Avatar is only compelled to appear because the cash-register religions all have No Sale in the little window above the cash register now. They’ll reincarnate as dairy farmers.... because of their propensity for milking. Some of them might be milking serpents for venom. That also seems to dovetail with what we have come to expect of these hard-assed authoritarians.
No one living in the company of mortals has any idea of the transformations of Nature and consciousness that appear in The Advent of the Avatar. I can say it will be remarkable and unmistakable... as far as the origin of the spectacle and the timeless tale that never grows old. If Humanity had not gotten swallowed up in the sideshow of attractions and the crowded buffet line... there would be no need for God to come down and set it all in order again, BUT... so it is, and... so it is.
It’s going to be different for everyone because there are a lot of non-believers and a lot of dogma and cant junkies, as well as a bumper crop of new age dog and pony dancers, throwing elbows right and left as they all storm the stage, which... strangely enough is... everywhere!
So... some are going to be getting an entirely different performance and some won’t see anything at all... because there is nothing within them to resonate with... what is going to be looking to show up... inside and outside in simultaneous splendiferousness. (yes... it is a word and I was not obliged to go and verify it to be so.)
It is really ALL going to depend..., on the degree... of the intensity... of the dream state... that each soul occupies. This will determine the specific filters that the conscious living light will be passing through and will determine the level of impact experienced, as... well... as... the purity of the stream. The more you come into the radiant nature of The Divine... the more The Divine comes alive in you. It’s a two-way street that only goes one way, and no! It’s not supposed to make sense. That’s where experts come from, the place where everything makes sense because what you see is all you get. That also doesn’t make sense, BUT... hey! Experts!
I have come to realize, more slowly than I would have hoped, that every one of them is lying. The people trying to bury you in shit, and... the people trying to look like the people digging you out of the shit are both, full... of... shit. A few things and conditions are real. The Apocalypse is real. The Awakening is real, and God... is real. If you want the truth, all you have to do is stop blocking it, and it will flow right into you. The Truth is not something you find Out There. It is part and parcel of your intrinsic being. It is... your soul. Think of your soul as the filament in a light bulb and The Spirit of God as the electricity that makes you incandescent.
You are the concealment that hides the thing you are looking for. If you are looking for it in another person, it will bind you to material culture, because... The World grows up around the relationships you are in, and that world dissolves every time a relationship goes awry. There is the real world of your essential being and then there are the endless mirror images going away from the real world of your essential being. You are literally lost in a hall of mirrors that doubles back on itself.
I am not saying do not have relationships. There would be no worlds for us to discover ourselves in if there were no relationships. I am saying you should love with detachment because everything is fading away under the relentless press of time. ALL of your suffering comes from attachment to temporary presentations of form, which are the appearances that conceal The Real. Once you can simply let everything go, you can freely frolic with it. You can dance The Dance of Liberation from the bondage of false appearances.
If you fall back upon the ringing and eternal presence hidden within, you come into a sustained resonance with it, and the filament shines forever. Nothing can touch or harm the immortal aspect of your being. Harm only comes to the parts of you that are not real to begin with, and the more you come into resonance with The Eternal, the more less visible you are because The Eternal is hidden from mortal eyes.
Eventually, you find your way... through divine magnetism... to that far shore where The Great Companions are. It is exactly the same principle that attracts you to what takes your life over and over again, or appears to. All that ever happens when Death comes to call is your separation from another temporary wrapper... which is the composition of your Karma... which makes your presence here seem to be real, BUT... you were never really here. You were only seeming because the everlasting real can only be experienced by the everlasting real.
You hear a lot of people talking about what it is and how to get to it. Some of them are dressed up in robes of various colors that signify particular traditions. Some of them have funny hats. Some of them are the figurehead on the prow of one more ship of fools, sailing on a ghost ocean of temporary forms; like The Pope, who is only a narrator in the treatment room where they circumcise the truth, while circumscribing the thing they can’t show you... while they talk all around it and pick your pocket at the same time.
We are always in a moment of possibility where recognition might come... in the company of two or more... who find it in the midst of them. True scripture is living scripture. True religion is vital and alive. It is especially in... the... moment... and it crucifies everyone who encounters it, and some few are fortunate enough to have roses blooming on their cross. Deeper truth always expresses itself in symbols. Venus is not just a planet or a medium for the attractive force. It is also one of the gateways to Higher Love, and a rose is not only a rose; it is the symbol of that Higher Love.
We either live in harmony with the archetypes or we are in opposition to them, and no one is victorious in resistance. You are either in tune or you are out of tune, and you are here in order to be brought into tune in the forge of experience. Some learn and some spurn... for a time, but eventually... everyone comes into an understanding because existence puts an end to resistance the way that water wears away a stone. Sand is sand, and it is also a metaphor.
Everyone is at some stage of coming into a recognition of the abiding presence of God. Anyone can arrive there, oh... so... much... quicker than you think, simply by a persistence in giving way before it. If you rely on it, it will carry you. If you resist it, it will wear you away. It is already and always present. We go in and out of phase with it. One can only find continuity and consistency by practicing an utter reliance upon it.
Every knock in life is a reminder that it is where it is, and you? You are somewhere at a distance from it in your mind. Every event in life is God knocking at the door within. We enjoy one aspect and cringe at the possibility of the other, and so we continue like a ping pong ball going back and forth... back and forth... back and forth. The World is like the hypnotherapist... causing a shiny pendulum to sway back and forth until you go under, and that is only possible because our self is divided by barriers we set in place between the parts, which are imaginary because only the whole is a reality, and...
End Transmission.......
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