Tuesday, March 18, 2014

Weekend Warblers whose Character is Fate.

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May your noses always be cold and wet.

I had the extreme pleasure yesterday evening in my home, along with Gabi Weber, a doctor ...and one of the founders of Palestinian Cafe, which is sprouting up, on or near, university campuses in Europe. I don't get to talk to too many people, I'm not really on the way anywhere. Gilad's larger than life and fills a room. Of course being an accomplished musician, he pretty soon picked up my guitar and began running some jazz riffs. Apparently he plays a number of instruments but... mostly we talked about his new book which looks like it's going be breaking eggs and making omelets. Here is a taste of the sort of thing the book will contain. This is going to tap dance on the heads of Academia. Listening to him articulate the details of the book was riveting. All too soon they were gone but I have to say, I was tickled that they went out of their way to visit me. Gilad is going to be speaking in Geneva shortly. Gabi translates for him sometimes. That is quite an asset. There is definitely a Kismet factor at work in our meeting each other and developing one of those mutual admiration societies. I love that kind of thing. It takes all the work out of interaction.

Sometimes it is truly amazing what you learn that you didn't know about really, really bad people and- what do you know, they turn out to be the usual suspects again. What are the odds (grin)? While we are on the subject of 'the usual suspects'; how about some high end rationalization for the perpetual victim industry in the form of Mossad operatives (most highly likely). What do you do after an agonizing stretch in prison (I was in the same situation for longer and I don't make a big deal out of it)? You write a book of course and you appear on TV all over the place, so one would have to assume that spending a certain amount of time in jail without torture, or the daily threat of danger, has paid off handsomely; just as they expected it to.

This is Origami so, let us leave the usual suspects in the dust, where they will most certainly take up permanent residence in that 'dust to dust, ashes to ashes' fashion.

One of the things we talked about last night was the possibility of a mini golden age coming into being. Both of us agreed on that account. I said that it was going to get very bad in places and it was going to get very good in places. That's how it works in an apocalypse. Under the radar and behind the scenes, are emerging technologies that are going to transform the world in a very short period of time. Because the cosmos has a benevolent, long range intention, everything going on right now is to definitively and convincingly portray the vipers and other vermin as the truly reprehensible creatures that they most certainly are.

Check yourself as you see the daily headlines on the world situation. Meanwhile, domestically there are a significant number of people who are a few marbles short of a countertop and who are also under a great deal of pressure. Mr Apocalypse is laying on the pressure near everywhere and some numbers are not going to be able to process it and they act out.

Whenever you see an article that tends to run counter to the PR ooze of what is definitely not peanut butter, you have to hypothesize in various directions, at least I do. I often look for coincidences and interesting examples of timing. A hundred years ago this year, the Archduke Ferdinand got shot at Sarajevo. Now, Mr. Trip and Stumble is going to fumble and bumble his way through the same general area. If ever there was a completely sold out hack, it would be Biden. Once he's done throwing his weight around on behalf of his Zionist owners, Howdy Doody is then going to show up in the same area. Now we know that Israeli troops are moving around in those areas, we've seen pictures of them. Then there were those professional mercenary snipers, hired by The West and who shot up the police and the crowds. Should something happen to either of these bozos, it sure would make for a powerful motivation for mayhem. As we know, the self styled elite are all about magical numbers and messages sent by them. I just thought I would point this out.

You know they are getting desperate cause they can feel the heat of Mr. Apocalypse coming down on them. This isn't something they would talk about except among themselves. They're starting to realize that being forced out into the public eye is not a good thing. Apparently there is such a thing as bad publicity.
Until every single one of us, here anyway, gets the clear understanding that everything is happening for a reason and that the ineffable is behind it all, we'll be in a confused and fearful state. This isn't necessary. Here is one of the real benefits of faith; an easy state of mind... an ease of being. There are subterranean rivers that run in the chambers of the heart, esoterically speaking because we are talking about the esoteric heart. These rivers are awash with boundless joy and bliss that can channel up into awareness, once they are properly stimulated, or activated by the urging pull of a higher love. The mass of humanity has no idea of the states of being that are possible for those who are able to put the world into perspective. If they did, they wouldn't be running mindlessly about after pedestrian pleasures that bear little comparison whatsoever to the higher states that are one of the perks attending a steadfast commitment to the path and one's duties, such as they may be.

A common mind might well view these labors as onerous and tiresome because they do not have the passion that comes with an association with the ineffable, whose job all of these jobs are, via channeled enthusiasm to the task. It becomes an act of pure joy to serve others. The satisfaction inherent in this cannot be measured by ordinary standards, nor understood by ordinary minds. One does not have to possess an ordinary mind, once they eschew the attractions and distractions of the ordinary mind, it becomes a mind less ordinary. To come into the possession of an extraordinary mind, one has only to turn their mind to extraordinary things; simple, neh?

See, it's what we are able to convince ourselves of that counts. What the dark side does is to shut down the objective mind and to surround the subjective mind with all sorts of banal allurements so... ordinary minds do not tumble to reasoned explanations such as were just given in previous paragraphs. One needs a particular level of detachment to view the simplicity of passage through the complexity of terrain. In this case, as in most cases, "character is fate". Character is also the path itself. 'The Path" is an elusive thing which redefines itself, according to who is on it. It is of no given length. That also is determined by who is on it. There is a great deal of mystery around this singular journey. That's in order to keep the dilettantes and dabblers at bay. Weekend Warblers who crowd the big avenues where the charlatans and hucksters ply their wares no doubt talk about being on the path and the one thing they appreciate the most is how little is required of them.

You can tell when it's the path by the relentless difficulties you encounter for some portion of the way. This feature is unavoidable and that should be reassuring, if you know it's a requirement and you've already made up your mind that no matter what, you are going to walk that glorious highway into splendorous lands. Once that's understood the struggles become almost incidental. It's the lack of full commitment that makes it hard and, inevitably a lack of full commitment will be responsible for you stepping to the side and wasting yet one more lifetime. I love the rationalizations people come up with about how it wasn't worth it, or how there are so many frauds and whatever it is that they come up with to justify stepping out of the grind and back into transitory time.

A higher love is the ultimate objective and what is the benefit of a greater and more pervasive love? It is what one experiences in the possession of it. As good as some drugs are AND- I know what I'm talking about in that respect, no drug can reach above a certain level. There are stories about enlightened yogis taking a tab or few of LSD and showing no signs whatsoever of it. They were, naturally, above that state already.

When I was in the John Howard Pavilion for the Criminally Insane, I spent each day as a fully committed yogi. So it was that about half through, or so, into my 22 month stay in that particular environment, one of the patients there got a joint smuggled in to him and he convinced me to go out to the screened in ping pong room and share it with him. I did and what it did was bring me down, well below the level I had been at. It was a big lesson. When I was released, I was so high that the world was surreal and I could see all of the people around me in states of bondage and I was wonderfully and beautifully free. It was a divine intoxication that I will never forget. That state and many of the others I was graced a temporary engagement with are waiting up ahead, should I not swerve from my focus and intent. There's near zero likelihood of that happening. In fact, I was told that I no longer had any choice in the matter and that should make me feel extra fine, regardless of the temporary turbulence or any sense of unease that comes and goes as it is meant to at this stage, which is just before the next stage.

The mind is like drops of Mercury on a hand mirror; getting those drops to coalesce is truly a feat. Then the Mercury becomes a mirror as well. Of course, there are all sorts of interesting things that can be known should one take the trouble. It is to be seen who that may be in reference to.

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Love To Push Those Buttons said...

Love. I feel it for the animal, plant and deva kingdoms, but I can't feel it for the collective human race, WHICH I AM THOROUGHLY FED UP WITH, though I do make exceptions for the individual.

Come to think of it, I'm also a tad fed up with what I was before I got here for agreeing to live yet one more life where intestines and a bladder are a necessary fixture to go on.

Anonymous said...

via Homer..

Les Visible (and Gilad Atzmon) -
human beings.

It has a nice ring to it because it's no small feat.

Richard said...

Mas and Mas Visible

It gladens the Heart that you had such an agreeable visit, and that the invisible friends did Not scare off the vistors.

Indeed no external chemical can reach the states that are produced by the chemical factory of this carbon vehicle after the appropriate inner efforts. On occasions the external comestibles are an elevator to higher consciousness, and may serve as an impetus to reach the same states and then to make them a station, by inner effort and help from higher planes.

However there is also the issue of timing, which is to say timing by the human mind, or the mind of the Tao. Synchronicity.

Be well, be Alert

Anonymous said...

So I'm thinking about mirrors, that if I cannot understand love, at least I can reflect God's love (who has enough for all)...then minutes later I read this.."The mind is like drops of Mercury on a hand mirror; getting those drops to coalesce is truly a feat."

For you, les...in thanks...

'Polished and polished
Clean, in the holy mirror
Snow flowers bloom'

Basho wrote this too...apropos also I think...
"Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home"

Your friend,
-the beggar, among Saints

Anonymous said...

wow very good very good. thank you.

side note -- i just 'finished' reading ash and whine and spiritual survival. thank you again. as is my custom i will pass both books on in an anonymous fashion so those meant to discover your work will (i leave them at the laundromat cafe on the share pile). i like to watch people walk in with angst ridden faces and glance at the books -- only to discover exactly what they didn't know they wanted -- and for free. the change that comes over them is epic and beautiful. i imagine they suddenly have a sense that the ineffable has thought of them -- how wonderful is that?


DreAmeoba said...

Well, that certainly explains my apprehensive, discomforting, feelings every time I imbibe the green butter lately,(looks like I need to get a bit more serious, & I should have known better...)
Sometimes I get way too silly...

Anonymous said...

Just this morning I found myself getting incredibly angry with "the ineffable," "Lady Nature" and the rest of that crowd. It is frustrating and enervating to see the bad guys running amok, getting away with crime after crime, abuse after abuse, and nothing seems to change or get better. Then I read your article, and somehow I find myself able to be a little more patient with this situation, just have to keep telling myself "this too shall pass..."


Visible said...

Elliot; the reason I mentioned it is precisely because I know people are feeling like you do. I feel it too. I will say this, when the major changes start to go down, which they haven't yet, things can pick up speed that is remarkably faster than previously experienced.

Anonymous said...

much gratitude


Ray B. said...

Vis: "...things can pick up speed that is remarkably faster than previously experienced."

I am curious whether the Malaysian Flight 370 fiasco could be the speed multiplier. An article at Before Its News has a range-circle where the Boeing satellite uploads say F370 could have reached. One point on that circle - in the direction where the Malaysian military radar last painted it going - is the US base at Diego Garcia. This is a British-claimed island, with the US leasing base facilities. So, "the usual suspects" are all implicated.

This 'hijacking' is now so high-profile that it may push 'neutral' people/nations off the fence with its implications...

Best Wishes,
Ray B.

Ginnie said...

In your patience you possess your soul.

galen said...

I'm wondering if anyone has ever considered the value of impatience?

est said...

from our view

gods grace,
from his

Anonymous said...

Hey, Mr. Viz....good read. Much fodder for self examination and meditation. You are doing a good thing. Be well.


Ray B. said...

A little continuation on Malaysian Flight 370, from the J1m St0ne website:

(Ignore his 'purple prose' and listen for the reasoning...)

"Long ago, China knew America was into hacking everything, and one outcome of this was the Longsoon Yeelong laptop, which ran a Chinese operating system on a Chinese processor. China knew so well that the NSA had back doors into everything long before Snowden that they copied an American processor and tried to produce it sans back doors. And it all worked and ran quite well and securely. ...I now know China has secure and fairly modern computing that the NSA would love to blow a few back doors into. In this area, China probably beats Russia.

The hijacked plane had more than just 20 Freescale [a major Chinese computer company] employees, it had many other Chinese experts aboard and now that everything is washed out, the kidnapped engineers worked data security and little else. Since the U.S. does practically nothing militarily without first getting absolute information superiority, they nailed that plane which was unusually full of key people for the sole purpose of getting the NSA back into a position of completely raping Chinese data and regaining total information superiority."

I mention the above because JS states, "...the window of opportunity is short. They have got to quickly extract information from the engineers and launch their war before China can plug any holes that get opened."

So, without fear-mongering, keep your eyes & ears open for any lead-up provocations (Western or Tribal)...

Best Wishes,
Ray B.

Ray B. said...

Love To Push Those Buttons, March 18, 2014 11:44:00 PM (last Petri Dish)


That may be so, but I felt I wanted to thank your* ancestors. From Wikipedia (ugh):

"The Battle of the Teutoburg Forest (German: Schlacht im Teutoburger Wald, Hermannsschlacht or Varusschlacht), described as clades Variana (the Varian disaster) by Roman historians, took place in 9 CE, when an alliance of Germanic tribes led by Arminius of the Cherusci ambushed and decisively destroyed three Roman legions and their auxiliaries, led by Publius Quinctilius Varus.

Despite several successful campaigns and raids by the Roman army in the years after the battle, they never again attempted to conquer Germania territory east of the Rhine River."

So, the Germanic people were the ones to ultimately put the brakes on Imperial Roman expansion. I can see why they had to be serious. We owe them a big one. The pre-French surrendered after losing one big battle. The pre-British were no contest. The Germanics were the last-resisting European force. After this battle, the Romans were essentially on the defense in the West.

(I do hate ANY deaths, but 'Babylon's Banksters' had extended to Rome by this time and were probably in control behind the scenes. In other words, it was effectively 'their' Legions.)

Best Wishes,
Ray B.

*I probably have German or Dutch ancestors a few generations back.

Love To Push Those Buttons said...

Oh man, is this off topic, but I just can't 'elp mine self. Someone has actually made the topic of cannibalism cute:


Scroll down to top picture if you have to. I'm tempted to print it up and stick it on the fridge, or the front window where I have a sign that says this is home to a baby sacrificing cannibal Satanist to keep missionaries and other pain in the butts away.

Also, I must add this; which is only for Carlos Castaneda readers:

My flat mate forgot one of his passwords for a while, but eventually remembered it. He commented on what a few minutes of reflection will do, and I had to be a smart arse and said,"Reflection, condensation, or whatever the Hell Juan Matus called it." I can't remember what my flat mate said, but then I said, 'RECAPITULATION!', and I admitted to having forgotten the word until I said what I said regarding the condensation. (My random access memory sucks these days. I need a new CPU.)

Yes, we have conversations like that often.

Forgive me for not hot linking and any spelling errors, but I'm on the backup system that has no spell check and the hot link instructions are across the room, and I'm too lazy to get out of my chair and walk the 2 metres to get them.

Now it's time for bed. Obvious, huh?

Curtis Matthew Ellsworth said...

My good faith in a good outcome grows daily because of my bad faith in the tenaciously self-destructive idiocy of the idiotic gangsters of the west growing daily too. Wait, that's more cause and effect, but faith plays a major part in my life too. They will be fully exposed. They really have no idea of consequences because they've never faced any; all the more to spurn them onward into the darkness where many, many an "elite" dumb dumb belongs.

Anonymous said...

Hi Vis
Thanks for your great words. It really has helped me tonight. I was in a bad state and now feel self easing into calm state. Hope things are rolling the way they do. As you know, I am praying for the reboot daily. Let everyone get the karmic results they have coming.
Peace to Vis and friends

insiam said...

"The mind is like drops of Mercury on a hand mirror; getting those drops to coalesce is truly a feat. Then the Mercury becomes a mirror as well ........."

Hmmm, i meditated with exactly that thought in mind for an hour or so last night. And wondered if i could be so bold as to have a go at articulating my personal understanding ....... :)

Sooo ..... If we consider mind (ego), body, and soul, as dops of mercury on the metaphorical mirror - then in order to have them coalesce we must have them recognize thier true nature. This then prodcues the mirror which in turn reflects the substrate 'hand mirror'. Thus we can now look at God, the innefable, the higher self .. whilst God, the innefable, the higher self looks at us .....

I find this a lot easier visualize than to articulate :) But it makes a whole lot of sense to me.

And as Visible so wisely says - ' getting those drops to coalesce is truly a feat' .....

Visible said...

A new Smoking Mirrors is up now-

The Looming Dangers of Samoa and Occult History.

Love To Push Those Buttons said...


But Alaric didn't do a good enough job sacking Rome. The Visigoths were NOT savages. They destroyed very few buildings, they spared almost anyone who asked for mercy, and rape was almost unheard of if what I read was correct. Also, I am of half Illyrian (Currently known as Albanians.) peasant stock. (Actually, that side of the main branch of my family is filthy rich now, though I don't want anything to do with any of them. I disowned EVERYBODY genetically related to me. The Germanic side is dead except for the 69 year old incubator who I hope is stuck here for another 100 years.) They fought the Romans too, with less success. Hopefully Rome's last vestiges will totally get plowed under.

I used to HATE being 'ALMAIN' (At least I didn't say' alimentarian' before correcting myself.) because of the world wars before I found out the truth about both of them instead of the worthless rewritten history I was taught in our disgusting excuse of a public school system, though I must admit I don't identify with either culture. I must say I do respect them, though.

You may thank my ancestors, but I am not them.


And regarding my previous post that has nothing to do with the tea in China, I remembered what my flat mate said after I made my Juan Matus comment. It was "WHAT THE FUCK?" Before laughing his head off (He glued it back on.) over me coming up with something so inane, not that I don't do that all the time anyway on an almost daily basis, but sometimes I'm more extreme than others.

Anonymous said...

Insiam @ 7:18,

What you articulate is not unlike what I've experienced, fleetingly of course, at the peak of the influence of certain 'comestables', as Vis refer to such things. Seeing yourself as a spectator to yourself simultaneously, but experiencing a quality of oneness rather than a splitting or a fragmentaton. Best I can do description-wise.


Anonymous said...

via Homer..

How uncharacteristically careless of the Chinese to put all their eggs in one basket..

Anonymous said...

via Homer..

Speaking of Germans..

Scroll down a bit for "The German Romance With India"

When the West Loved India

bigloner said...

Hello Ray B. and all the guten volks of Vizlandia.

I too have had the malicious Malaysian malfeasance on my mind and in my prayers almost 24/7. If this stuff is even partly true its like a geometric progression of horror....Dallas....Waco....OkCity....911. It goes on Judah Ben Hur....it goes on.

I often use wry ( or is it Rye ) humor to keep things manageable.

Like the pix on Rense last week contrasting the old white guy pilots with the Asian crew. (The pix with the pilots and the blondes with the hat on). The Malaysian dudes had those bizz casual white shirts & goofy epaulets....I went to thinking 'Love Boat', then, no, no, no, how about 'Fantasy Island', yeah, that's the ticket Yeah.

I mean, where's Tatoo when you need him. He'd get to the bottom of it right away.


Anonymous said...

via Homer..

In the interests of full disclosure, or an approximation thereof..

"This was a very experienced senior Captain with 18,000 hours"

A Non-Conspiracy Theory

Visible said...

Someone's going to figure it out. This is The Apocalypse, after all.

Anonymous said...

via Homer..

Haribo Gummi Bears...?

Ray B. said...

via Homer..

"This was a very experienced senior Captain with 18,000 hours." I saw that, too. In my opinion, the various airports in his home flight-simulator were what a serious aviator would practice on: Those airports along his flight-path that he might have to land on in an emergency. This might be life-saving to park in his long-term memory. Kudos to him.

"A Non-Conspiracy Theory" by Chris Goodfellow sounds all warm and fuzzy, but leaves out important data. Even if an in-flight fire caused the crew to pull all circuit breakers and shut down the transponder, radios, etc., the aircraft would have been visible to both civilian and military radar. It wasn't...

The transponder signal is simply an identification-aid for primary, or skin-paint, radar. It is most useful in very-crowded airspace, which this was not. It simply adds "This is Flight X, cruising at Altitude Y" to the skin-paint signal. You could take the entire transponder module and throw it off the aircraft, and not change the skin-paint radar reflection.

The fact that the airplane 'vanished' at cruising altitude from the civilian radar means that something was jamming the radar signal. Really, spoofing it. Jamming produces 'static' on a radar screen, which is not what happened. Military radar is more robust in this regard. It is designed to remain as operational as possible in a wartime-jamming environment. So, this is probably why it continued to pick up the skin-paint radar reflection.

F370 was messed with in some manner. The 'vanishing' proves it. The source was most-probably external to the airplane. The U-turn alone proves nothing as to motive. The U-turn after 'vanishing' is the smoking gun.

By the way, although most investigators home in on US jamming aircraft, Israel is known to have several aircraft capable of jamming/spoofing radar. Not saying it was them; just setting the record straight...

Best Wishes,
Ray B.

est said...

yeah my feet touch the ground
but more often my mind touch the sky

i think about when there was
nothing else to do but look up

i see them standing there eyes skyward
trying to make sense of it all

how could they know what awaits them
when they begin to look within

not only into the micro cosmos
but within their own hearts

i would tell them only this
tread lightly heaven awaits

Visible said...

a new Petri Dish is up now-

Toreadors, Dancing Bears and a Love Supreme.

A classic Visible post:

With gratitude to Patrick Willis.
