Tuesday, April 26, 2016

When You're Cool, the Sun is Always Shining.

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

Success can be a funny thing. Most of the time this is because we determine, collectively, that success is all about material accomplishments. Closer scrutiny shows that material success is often accompanied by a host of material problems; all of them, new material problems, unlike the problems one might have had previously, many of which were probably generated by the pursuit of success and the conditions one was forced to deal with due to the lack of material success. There are also spiritual problems that come with success, though these are of lesser concern to many.

It is an enduring truth that most people do not come here for spiritual concerns. It is usually all about a handful of interests and necessities. The interests are often combined with the necessities, by example let us say one is driven to inhabit battlefields and one must be there anyway to complete the necessities of their Karma. Keeping this in mind one might say there is a possibility that one's interests and necessities of appearance are ALL Karma. One might further speculate that one's spiritual drive or lack of it are also the result of Karma but there has to be more to it all, though there are various masters who say “fugeddaboutit. It's all Karma.” You don't hear as much from these teachers as you do from the new age salesbots who want you to believe that you are completely independent of all restraints; a god in the making in the Presto Shake 'n Bake mold and free to do as you please at any time you wish because you are only being held back by your programmed mind, which they will be glad to help you deprogram for a nominal fee.

It seems to me that there are alternatives to the 24/7 all Karma, all the time construct, if we come into an awareness of something more. Our awareness of it makes it a reality already within our minds. All that is left then is for it to precipitate into the manifest and this IT WILL do if one's attention is placed upon it in a positive aspect. This is no different than what the ineffable does when the ineffable shines upon the plant kingdom through his visible medium, The Sun ...and inspires the appropriate representatives of The Devic Realm to bring the rain down upon the nourishing Earth. We've seen this at work, even when all too few of us recognize and celebrate the beauty of its perpetual occurrence. It happens anyway. It is what it is, even when we are not what we are but we are here to come to an understanding of that. This is the purpose of our transitory presence here. This is the essential motivation of all our suffering that comes about through misplaced desire, manifested upon misidentified objective. Suffering is meant to teach us that our choices are wrong. Eventually we come into an awareness of this.

Everything is awareness and this determines how we label things and the value we place upon them. The temporary nature of everything is temporary for a reason and so the loss experienced from their departure; be it a house, or a pet or a person, is designed to inform us of the transitory nature of the phenomenal world. This is meant to provoke us to look deeper into life for the more permanent truths. It's a system. It's a mystery to most but it is there forever as... for whatever the reason, it takes near forever for some to become conscious of it. It also goes on forever that people are endlessly inspired to come here for whatever their pedestrian, or even wonderful, reasons may be, so that they can pursue and engage in all the fabulous enterprises we see around us, as well as endure all those unfortunate conditions and circumstances that we hear about every day. Some of these are not unfortunate but no matter what they are, they are temporary.

Success, given the nature of what has been stated so far, is quite possibly something other than what is generally understood about it and Life... arranges itself in such a way to prove this to everyone who thinks they have achieved success because most success is also temporary and fraught with all manner of peril and difficulty, depending on how it is exercised.

For myself, success covers a few areas ...but most importantly, success as a human being always looms uppermost in my mind. This is not to say I have been very good at it because I have had a few spectacular fails but those were either engineered (and not by me) or they were reactions to untenable conditions and I wasn't wise enough to figure a way out of it without going nova. You don't succeed without making mistakes and if you are afraid to make mistakes you will learn zip. So far as I know, 'zip' doesn't look good on a person's curriculum vitae.

True success has to do with accommodating one's ungovernable will to the single will that manifests and maintains everything; creates it, composes it and is in separation among its parts and yet remains apart... always in the greater portion of itself. As Swedenborg noted, “the spiritual sun never hits its zenith” because then it would descend and set and that does not happen, except when it chooses to dissolve into the time of its contemplation and rests in The Night of Brahma... apparently on The Sea of Milk but Vishnu could probably articulate that far better than I (grin).

It's all arranged and it always has been. Defy the almighty at your peril. Every one of us when we were young thought we had come up with some original idea. No such thing exists. Every seemingly new and useful thing comes out of the mind of the one who inspires it. Anyone who is any good at anything is only so empowered by the one who powers everything. One either gets this or one doesn't. I get it and that is success to me because no matter how many times I may fail at the grand objective, I know I am guided and I know I am loved and the latter is all the reward I could ever ask for. This makes all the the trials and tribulations a walk in the park. Of course, it is not walk in the park when the heat is on you but you manage, somehow.

There are portions in the Bible that I love, they have to do with sweet honey from a rock and one being fed in the wilderness. On these things I truly believe because I have experienced them and that... more than once. I have been freed from prisons by seemingly magical agency; more importantly I have been protected while in them. God is real. Make no mistake about that. Certainly that indefinable being is oft veiled and entirely hidden from the eyes of those whose minds are captured by the interplay of dancing dust. Sometimes it might seem as if there is no God but that is directly relative to the level of investment you have made in what is not you. Of course your own duplicity is a perfect concealment.

For me, logic and reason are amazing things to be in the possession of. I can prove to myself what I can't even see. It is a sort of canny algebra that shoots around corners and visualizes what can't be imagined by simply pinging off of what can be imagined. As has been often stated here, “I don't have to convince anyone of anything. I only have to convince myself.”

When I read a book like The Kybalion or The Way of Life, or any of the remarkable texts that have been left as good footprints by those who have passed on, I often weep at the discovery, cause I know they left that there for me. They left it for anyone who cares enough to look. These days the dust of the world obscures the mirror of our better self and it does it so quickly that if you do not polish that mirror on a daily basis you will very shortly no longer be able to see your own reflection and this becomes problematic when you then cannot see the light in others; when you can no longer see yourself in everyone else.

I never had a problem loving god. It has been the great romance and obsession of my life. I have had a real problem loving myself. It took me a long time to come around to getting this. My advice to you is not to wait so long, nor be intimidated by what broken people told you when you were too young to defend yourself against it. You are the crown of creation. I advise that you act like it, with all the attendant humility that implies. However well one might come to shine, it is no match for the sun. Anyone who gets anywhere on this path understands that. Until you can generate so much light that entire solar systems respond and life manifests along with atmospheres to contain it, I don't want to hear about your imagined majesty and magnificence. It should come as no surprise that pharaohs and warlords all must bend the knee to death. Death is final determinate of your power and legacy. Humility is a passport to the world's beyond. It should come as no surprise that in order to live in the celestial realms, you need to know your place and there will be a place for you.

“the power of the pack is in the wolf and the power of the wolf is in the pack.” The law of the jungle is an ancient thing. Kipling picked up on that.

Anyway... greetings and salutations to all of you.

End Transmission........


Anonymous said...

Beautiful, lovely writing.
Both in the sentiments and in the expression.
"True success has to do with accommodating one's ungovernable will to the single will that manifests and maintains everything..." Or as we Methodists ask of God in church each week..."Free us for joyful obedience.." That threw me. I was never enamored of 'obedience'. But why kick against the goads? Why not bow in love to 'the single will that manifests and maintains everything'?
Faith is a little mustard seed of decision, actually.

Or again, as Basho wrote...
'Polished and polished
clean, in the holy mirror
snow flowers bloom.


Anonymous said...

Absolutely one of the best things you have ever written and you have woven some exceptional statements in your time but this is a lasting testimony of your impact on me.

Zoner said...

Wonderful words. So very timely. Thank you Visible. It has been too long since I have said this to you. Thank you.

A true surrender was at last achieved here, and the gifts that have been bestowed still make me quake with joy and gratitude. Waves still crashing in. We have endless mercy and unyielding love in the embrace of the Divine.

My willful life simply ceased to function at all, and I had become that which I claimed to pitch against and hate, so surrender became the only option.....and now the anger and hatred I once was fueled by has simply evaporated. I felt its physical removal from the body during..........whatever it was that was visited upon me.

Some small part demands a naming, a description - but know that to label something is to forever freeze it's potential. It appears nothing short of a rebirth, but again, a name or words will not suffice.

Onward we go, as so many have before us. Thank you All for lighting the way and leaving such awesome crumbs to follow.

Brian Crossland said...

Beautiful Vis,
started reading the Kybalion a couple of nights ago from your link. Timeless wisdom, all been said before although perhaps not listened to.
Reading this one several times over.

with gratitude

Anonymous said...

Hello Visible,

Thank you for this lovely post...most profound and humbling, and I agree with the poster above, that among your many splendid essays, this has to be among the top.

Looking so very much forward to our impending meeting in a few weeks...it has been too long.

much love,

your brother


Love To Push Those Buttons said...

Very nice post, though me thinks success is no longer having to come to this lowly realm, and move forward as opposed to being on the static wheel of reincarnation. Gods above and below, I've been on it times enough.

And it's a trip. You don't take living here very seriously when you're on the Otherside. It's like a game. A game you just get too wrapped up in when you're here because you don't know any better. And grokking that whilst you are still here is a double edged sword. . .that I wouldn't give up for Stefani Germanotta's bank account. The right knowledge is more valuable than anything Physical, in my opinion. Well, provided you have the right priorities.

torus said...


We often use the broken scales of other people to measure/weigh our own 'self worth'. Measuring myself via the scales of modern "culture", I am not a success, at all. God, I so miss the feminine in my life. All of my relationships have been 'failures'. Hence, a self-imposed sexual abstinence, now in its fifteenth year.
I've been with some beautiful women though. I miss it dearly; but I don't need it, big difference. I am not an economic "success", but those weights and measures are imposed by an inherently corrupt system rooted in greed, exploitation, and usury. Who's the loser?

Anonymous said...

pierre said.

you earned it..

speaking of sparks of life, this one through Stone today.

though I wonder if Pyrole Disorderlies (low on zinc, as I have been) are not such bright sparks.

and Farrell's third Giza Death Star book introducing me to Russian experiments in really big pyramids that , if true, confirm (or indicate in a not terrifically controllable fashion) much WOW and not what most of us have thinked (sic) it all is particularly in modern times.

these palymyra triumphal arches they are 'deploying' across the world, Baal artifacts.

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as Jordan Maxwell says often, this is not what I believe, it is what they believe, I am just telling you about it.

Ray B. said...

Zoner: "...and now the anger and hatred I once was fueled by has simply evaporated. I felt its physical removal from the body during.....whatever it was that was visited upon me."

It sounds like Someone 'got you'. A Cleaning, in my terminology. Congratulations!
Love To Push Those Buttons: "Grokking." I'm glad that some folks are keeping that word alive. RAH is smiling at you...
Torus: Blessings. I am glad you have not given up.
Vis: A good column. Karma is indeed a quagmire. If you trace it back, it has to begin in all-God his/her/itself. So, who is the karma 'owed to'? Is existence itself the ultimate karma? Karma begins to intermingle with whether there is freewill at all. Aarrgghh... (grin)

For me, "success as a human being always looms uppermost in my mind" is not quite the issue. I believe we have been systematically 'degraded' over the millennia. I want to recover to being what a "human being" meant, then...

When I was out visiting sacred sites in the British Isles, I noticed many places where 'etheric engineering' was practiced. In lower Scotland, there is a stone circle (built around an entity) that is still working to clear a large area of negative vibes. Down in Cornwall, there is another combo expressly 'wired' to promote healing. Many of these combos have lines of communication and energy shooting off to other places - some now submerged.

Our ancestors did this. They were still at least partially-awake then. Hopefully, we can recover and even go beyond them.

I have a recovery-method which is based on the two levels of forgetting. At the first level of forgetting, you can remember that you have forgotten something. At the second level of forgetting, though, you do not have any memory of having forgotten something. It is effectively gone.

The bad guys have been relentlessly pushing the human race further and further into the second level for thousands of years. Real memory of who we are is now restricted to scattered pockets. (This is the 'fatal flaw' in expecting present-day humans to make enlightened choices.)

One of my prayers/mantras is to ask all-God to reveal what I have forgotten entirely (the second level). This is my way of 'evening out the playing field' with the bad guys, as well as re-growth. The intent within this 'vague' manifestation-call has produced some really life-changing info and insights.

I hope this can be of use to you (all).

Best Wishes,
Ray B.

Anonymous said...

did the middle eastern philosophies believe that if they claimed the symbols (cross, anch, swastica, pryamid up, pyramid down, moon and stars) for the creator, they would achieve everlasting material glory? when we look at the clues the outcasts(the hermetic philosophers, that appear through out time), left, one has to wonder, are the middle eastern philosophical gate keepers, really about life, or their own temporary grandstanding? a philosopher spending decades in material poverty in hopes of finding the answer to the source, becomes amused when the curtain is removed. the answer to everything is in the hijacked symbols. how to use them is programmed into the essence of all humans. the trick, is to learn how to listen. when the initiate begins to truly hear, one starts to wonder if the soapbox grand standers and the legions are at all concerned with their actions? in the end, isn't everything other than life, a mirage? j

Anonymous said...

God is real. Abba.

Anonymous said...

via Homer..

But not too cool, else one might get a sunburn..

Zoner said...

Ray B., thank you. I am awed at the prospect of this being what you say, as I have been asking for just that. I only wish I had a deeper understanding of the process and more of an idea of what to "do" now as things have become somewhat......different.

Still integrating.


torus said...

@Ray - thank you for your kind blessing and insights.

As the consumer demographics shift, so does the background music. I was in a Loblaws (funny irony in that word, "lob laws") which is a long-time Canadian food chain. This one was one of their self-professed "S U P E R S T O R E's". Indeed, a cornucopia, a pharmacy, an "Organic Foods" section whose dimensions alone can rival a regular food mart.
In the course of 30 minute visit I was subjected to the sight of a morbidly obese woman pushing a loaded cart of unessential's to the sound of The Scorpions' "Rock You Like a Hurricane" from the more than adequate sound system above. :/ The tattoo's really augmented the whole experience.
"Here I am!! Rock you like a hurricane!!"

That was no match however for the petite senior citizen lady hunched over her cart
as our eyes made contact to the sound of The Kinks.

"I believe that you and me last forever.
Oh yeah, all day and nightime yours leave me never!"

As a keen observer of people and situations I try to use these events to have a quiet internal chuckle at the very least, or "cues" from the ineffable at a hopeful best.

I kid you not that I checked out to the strains of Madonna's "Like a Virgin", with a gorgeous, 20 something cashier batting her eyes at me. I am 6' 3", 215lbs, and not what I consider unattractive. Too much.


thomas said...

Good stuff, Vis! *cheers* :)

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There's always at least one smart ass in the crowd (grin).

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