Tuesday, July 6, 2010

The Perfect Crime

I don't by any means fancy myself as a writer. During my last sojourn in India, with a bit of time for reflection, I began to describe some inner and outer impressions for a few friends, especially my child and grandchild so that they would know someday the whys and wherefores of how I came to be 'this way'. I described the surroundings, the characters, the historical contexts, the descent of culture into western homogenized insanity that I've seen over 40 years of study there.

Now, at this late hour, back on the other side of the world, the impressions are a tidal wave of images and communications from seemingly endless lifetimes. I hardly know what's meaningful and worth recording any more, nor for whom. I mostly just bore or piss off most readers, acquaintances and strangers alike. And anything said would not come close to the full content of my 'thought-dreams', which probably keeps my head out of the guillotine anyway.
[^Quanyin in Nelson Museum, Kansas City]
When it looks like the human-imposters/psychopaths have actually and irreversibly won their game (which most humans didn't even know was a 'game'), and they managed it without even dispensing a 'plague', exploding a nuke (let alone 1000), resorting to a 'sampson option', activating their universal death-squad-round-up lists, projecting a hologram show, or fronting an 'anti-christ' world-dictator - well, how can you find words to express the horror and wonder of this now-full-on process of mass extinction and ecocide? Who knows if the details and m.o. were planned or random or copying the scripts of scriptures and prophesies, or perhaps a sick twisted evolutionary tape-loop conjured by demonic forces or maybe the wisdom of Mother Earth Herself, recognizing our massive cowardice in the face of the propensity of psychopath breeding patterns? Does it matter which? Whatever it is, the key 'players' have cashed in, collected their toys, packed up and are heading toward Cheyenne Mountain, Svalbard, or wherever the hell else they imagine they will find their shelter from the storm. The ones building new castles in Spain obviously are not the 'key players'.

It's game over. It's been long running, and the players never doubted that their perseverance over many lifetimes would get them to this moment. All that was necessary was to create ever more 'paths' and infiltrate them into all areas of social organization, to disempower the natural guardians, promote artificial rewards-punishments' attractiveness', feign seriousness (wink wink), and divide living things into infinite separateness. The main arenas, the most effective for producing results, have been religious and financial. Religions would cover the suppression of self-knowledge and conscious evolution, while financial manipulation and pursuit of wealth/escape-from-poverty would take care of the material-plane suppression of disclosure of the 'game'. The perfect crime.

Funny how, just as the monopoly-board is near about cleared, there has been a letting-go of the disclosure worries. They must figure our powerlessness is complete. There are too many of 'them' for us to deal with, and besides, they beat everyone to the finish line. Winners, yeah. America, fuck yeah. Give us that one last 'nyah nyah, losers!', 'how dya like dem apples?'. And they think they have their loyal private contractor minions to keep 'em all safe and cozy.  Unfortunately, for them, their minions are cowardly fake warriors with body-armor, toxic weapons in their pockets, chicken-shit drones, and intense fear and poisonous chemicals pervading their bodies. Is their med supply guaranteed and dependable? The whole belief system sounds sketchy to me.
And besides, they know only a bit about the continued existence of warrior lineages of the genuine kind and other spiritual warriors who can, on an individual basis, effect 'contra-violence' against any of the cowards who specialize in slaughtering women, children, elders, and vastly outnumbered outgunned 'insurgents'. But, never mind, what could go wrong?

The minions got the same bullshit belief system of 'big religion' that the expendables got. And that whole thing, especially the western 'judeo-christian' brand has just about bitten the dust. It has gotten everyone so 'separated' from the rest of Life that most can't really even feed themselves, especially while in crisis/mental chaos mode. They surely are incapable of forming 'community'. The minions have done their wading through gore for many thousands of years, exterminating the heretics, primitives, pagans, shamans, sub-humans, goddess devotees and the like - the accepted labels for the 'other' -  but they keep reappearing in new incarnations. How annoying. In any case, this illusory 'reality' propped up by 'religion' is collapsing, and chaos and mass slow death will follow and last until its necessary conclusion, when and whatever that may be. That's the picture on the screen today anyway. So, we all each get to really check ourselves out. Yeah, that damn thing once again. Like, what did we come here for?
As someone wrote last year,
"The next coming weeks may be our last alive.
So, people, what did you make of planet earth? Any regrets?
Would you have done things differently?
Oh well, never mind, now back to work, you don't want to piss the boss off."

That'll probably do for most, but many will also ask if this is finally the moment to co-create the New Earth out of chaos, and not the NWO thing obviously. What the insane masses shun and call 'magic' is probably our only strategy left, if there is a 'strategy'. BIG, unprecedented magic, with a level of synchronization required, but that, paradoxically, is out of 'our' control. Have we been here before? Can we remember? This is where 'religion' screwed us. No matter what heritage we embody, all our ancestors had their original connectedness 'broken' by violence and distraction, and we're either in a vile time-loop ["Let all the poisons that lurk in the mud, hatch out!"-I, Claudius] or we're at a uniquely momentous threshold. Seems like this is what the Mayans and so many others have been expressing for a while now. Pissed-off feelings around the world are growing exponentially, daily - over the religious, financial, and ecocidal perpetrations of the paths - but they surely have anticipated and 'prepared' for this eventuality. At least in their minds. Being pissed off doesn't necessarily lead to further illumination either.

"...and the kingdom became dead and desert, for they lost the voices of the wells and the damsels that were therein." -The Elucidation
We are definitely coming up on 'the wasteland' again. Only this time it's not just an isle or a continent, but at the very least a hemisphere and more. What we do know for sure are our arts and skills, and an ability to exist in-the-moment. From all our lifetimes we retain our knowledge of keeping focused on what we are doing and our surroundings. And those are not limited to the visible material surroundings. We have Grace, Muses, and Allies, and some remain with us, even though, as one anthro book is entitled 'When Jesus Came, The Corn Mothers Went Away', and wild creatures instinctively flee from our presence. And we have our compassion, nurturance, empathy, and generosity.
In reference to the pictured goddess Bagalamukhi in a previous post, the one cutting the tongue of the demon, it is said: "The silencing of distraction and defeat of those who express and impose it would then be Bagala's warrior art".

Señor Pablo Picasso is quoted as saying:
“What do you think an artist is? An imbecile who has only eyes if he is a painter, or ears if he is a musician, or a lyre in every chamber of his heart if he is a poet, or even, if he is a boxer, just his muscles? Far, far from it: at the same time, he is also a political being, constantly aware of the heartbreaking, passionate, or delightful things that happen in the world, shaping himself completely in their image. How could it be possible to feel no interest in other people, and with a cool indifference to detach yourself from the very life which they bring to you so abundantly? No, painting is not done to decorate apartments. It is an instrument of war.”
This kind of resistance is being alive, I think, and I'm still not near surrendering to either helplessness or death, because for today it doesn't feel right and I think I'll know and readily accept it when the time comes.
I can offer no more than these few random thoughts at this juncture.
Peace and blessings.

16 comments:

brian kennedy said...

Your posts are awesome and sanity-refreshing. I love the Picasso quote too.

Anonymous said...

actually bholonath every one of your writings,sends me off on a journey
round ever changing thought trails
I would consider you one of my great teachers.

..huge strands of loving truths.neil

Zoner said...

Thank you for this.

Z

wv; reedums

the BCth said...

All of the above, with love,

William

Dublin Mick said...

Bho
I am having trouble posting on any site right now. I have never seen this before, the kill switch must be close.

http://www.alertnet.org/thenews/newsdesk/SGE6660CJ.htm

Dublin Mick said...

http://dublinmick.wordpress.com/2010/07/10/red-tar-in-the-gulf-from-asphalt-volcano-beneficial-to-sea-life/

Anonymous said...

peace and love to you you fine fellow

neil

coletteonice said...

thanx bholanath...i love your playing ..no wonder you are so connected to the moment.

coletteonice said...

oh yes neil...so good to see you here...your poems are so of the feel good quality i quite often am in tears....and you are being so prolific with them...now that is sharing in the moment!

Anonymous said...

yep our mr bholanath,seems to just know what needs to be done on the instant,and yanks out a text that provide's some form of required thinkings ,plus I swear I can here him banging that drum sometimes,
thankyou colletteonice
and thankyou bholanath with your wonderful teachings

loves to all ..peace neil

Dublin Mick said...

http://www.salem-news.com/articles/july122010/gulf-nighmare-ta.php

BP READYING SUPER WEAPON FOR GULF NIGHTMARE!

word ver....stentch

Dublin Mick said...

Bho
I am glad I have most of my living behind me, I don't see too much good in front. I feel like I am almost dying along with the fish in the gulf. Watching this insanity has been extremely painful.

They have now almost destroyed what was a fantastic planet. I was watching the squirrels in the back yard the other day and thinking, they have no idea what is coming.

How could they though, many humans don't seem to see much wrong. It is those with the liberal vs conservative line that truly fascinate me. I was looking at a forum the other day concerning the vast mineral wealth in Afghanistan and one chap said we should go in and get it before the Chinese do.

a GrebBear said...

Wow ...
Its beauty and diversity ...
Today, my intuition sent me down the 'achron' stream ... makes sense. Then over into the light of Jay W. and into the beginnings (for me), of Kali ?? A game indeed, my heart skipped many beats this day, many new realizations and a longing for my tribe ... seems I've found one, through OUR lovely Vis. That campfire will be fun ... putting a vibrational face, to the growing intellectual body.
Thank You )
I Love you ALL
sincerely,
a GrebBear

Peace Love Light Truth
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a GrebBear said...

Opps ...
linked (to my handle, Mick's super weapon link))
... ps. thanks Mick

Peace Love Light Truth
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Burnie said...

Thanks for the words, they connected with me. we can still dance, si?

And thanks for the music, it takes years to be so good, it must give you joy as it does we who listen.

Dublin Mick said...

http://dublinmick.wordpress.com/2010/07/16/the-tragic-story-of-dr-wilhelm-reich-and-the-death-grip-of-the-black-robes-on-western-society/

It is a long story but here is what is happening to the children and I know bho understands it.