Sunday, May 29, 2011

Just Following Her Orders

Goddess Bhairavi -
There has been recent discussions and observations about unusual and changing animal behaviors being noted by many. Blogs including the Dog Park and others, along with their commenting crews have been bringing the subject up for a few years now, but it appears to be on the increase....and possibly the diminished reticence to share experiences with others could be a factor. Of course all sane beings (including those who have recently regained sanity) are fully aware of the blindness programming we have been subjected to regarding how we look at animals of other species. So there is no longer, in our times, much real observation going on anyway; nor is there much of a consciousness of what other life forms are, in a real sense; and what their lives mean; and what are the levels of communication and interaction from their side toward and in response to our presence and actions....especially thoughts and vibrations.
Yesterday's medicine-teaching came from a sparrow. The male cat here, Gustavo (shelter name, but fits), has pretty much learned that we appreciate his hunting prowess, but prefer he brings his prey to us unharmed. He tries to adhere to the rules and mostly succeeds many many times. Night before last he brings a sparrow, I take her from him, put her in a box to observe her condition. After some time and the cat is in for the night, I release the bird out back.
Next morning Gustavo goes out and promptly returns at 9 am with either the same sparrow or another one. Cat knows the drill. We (the astrologer and me) put the bird in the box. Half hour later the bird, a bit ragged, wants out, flies around the room, and after a bit of a chase with a towel gets to fly off from up the hill on the BLM land.
We go to town, throw down some riddems for some decent bhajans and chants at the local thoroughly disfunctional tirtha scene, do trash run, minimal consumerism, socializing, cruise back up the mountain, more digging and planting, cooking, dining, and going out for a smoke on the porch. All of a sudden, at sunset, the sparrow appears flying inside the porch, landing on the railing 3 ft. away, moves closer onto a honeysuckle branch, stares at us for 5 minutes, then finally flies right past our faces out into the valley. The only birds that ever come on the porch are the hummers at their feeders, and the odd stray magpie looking for cat/dog food. That communication was one of those obvious ones.
The day before had a florescent yellow finch on a tree out the back window staring for 5 or more minutes at us, finally lightly hitting the window flying up to get closer. He wasn't disturbed and lit on another branch and continued to talk and sing. And in the evening a huge turkey vulture almost flew in the open window of my car on the dirt road. I had to jerk my head away. Feathers beating on one's cheek and flying at you with enough speed can do some damage. Vultures are a bit uncoordinated at low altitudes, though, and I think it was a friendly darshan, since I have made an acquaintance with another vulture recently and speak to him regularly. He's spectacular, and quite charming in a Kali-yuga kind of way.

Da man Dublin put up some great stuff recently coming from the Mayan Elders. Among the important messages were three things noted that would be good to do right now: It's an important task for us to see the energy, in people, plants, and animals (if we're not already doing it, I guess); follow a tradition with great roots (ditto); and "you are not here for no reason".
Word. That's about the size of it. Mayan brothers got their shit together.
Everybody goes round and round about this politician and that politician, this ism or that ism, all the stuff that's divisive and irrelevant. Its always only been about freedom or slavery. 'Free markets', 'international law', 'democratic institutions' - so much crap. We're gonna make it through this Purification Time only if we have the correct focus generally happening within us most of the time. We can't expect ourselves to be perfect, but we can still be impeccable in our imperfection. No one and nothing can "fix it", it's up to the Love Tribe to be walkin' in beauty and holdin' the vibe - of fearless natural mystic wisdom - holding close our allies/associates, and banishing/sending along our ghosts [ed: most people on the planet nowadays have tons of 'em, as Martin Prechtel and others have been expressing for years]. "None but ourselves can free our minds". Yeah, casting off those self-limitations that still obstruct our effectiveness of unification. Or is it I-nification?

I admit I have, still, a bit of a problem with my Mars-Uranus/N.Node square, and it draws me into wanting to re-boot some old siddhis of spiritual warfare down there somewhere in the DNA memory and aim and fire the bones and stones at the designated targets. When the best young bro in your life languishes in evil shitstem bureaucracy, shackled on orders from Wetiko clan reptile characters of the Attorney-General's fantasy-meme-driven minion bitches - you kinda get into that 'desperado' thing, and it is a very old program. But, then again, that 'dropping into the Irie vibration' is an ancient program too, fortunately. It's helpful for everyone to get a glimpse of actions taken by fellow Love-Tribe senior warriors from time to time in these times. Cynthia McKinney comes to mind. Winona LaDuke, Vandana Shiva, and our man Capt. Watson. A film has been out a couple years, still playing festivals, based on the life of Paul Watson, called Whale Warrior - Pirate For The Sea. Fortunately the ENTIRE FILM IS ON YOUTUBE in 7 parts. Incredible and astonishing. [And I've only watched the first 3 parts.]

Watson was asked about 'religion' and 'divine law'. He replied that he has no use for any of it. He says he follows the four main Laws of Earth: diversity, interdependency, finite resources, and "don't shit in the water hole". Sounds like a 'tradition with great roots' to me, coming from a man with a full range of deep feelings as well as an extremely sharp intellect. A lotta light coming from the ether around the dude.
Do you know, I mean really know, about the ILLEGAL chemicals that your brain produces? Did you know that they are both INSIDE and OUTSIDE of you? Would knowing that alter your attitude toward ALLOWING others their absolute freedom? Capt. Watson also noted that "NATURE ALLOWS FULLEST INDIVIDUAL EXPRESSION". Huh? Imagine that!

After a one-year, million-dollar sting investigation in Pennsylvania, the Feds just recently busted an evil AMISH RAW MILK RING! Horrors! Crossed state lines, you see. It's what they do, the Wetiko paths....Nature allows....
And the Pope just said that all the pedophilia and shit was "because of the hippies in the '60s". Bet you didn't know that, either.
Ah, the blessings of 'religion' and 'law'. Someone called it recently, "the plague of self-interest". It also shows the almost nonexistent level of Archon/Wetiko 'creativity', but then that's apparent everywhere you look in the ' civilized world'. Makes me anxious, but then I've been anxious all my life; but I DO think about those siddhis again for a moment....
Don Juan Matus said, "By playing on our self-reflection, which is the only point of awareness left to us, the predators create flares of awareness that they proceed to consume in a ruthless, predatory fashion. They give us inane problems that force those flares of awareness to rise, and in this manner they keep us alive in order for them to be fed with the energetic flare of our pseudo concerns. What I'm saying is that what we have against us is not a simple predator. It is very smart, and organized. It follows a methodical system TO RENDER US USELESS".

Somebody brought this song/poem, from a couple decades back, to my attention [time sure does pass slowly]:
If A Tree Falls, by Bruce Cockburn -

Rain forest
Mist and mystery
Teeming green
Green brain facing labotomy
Climate control centre for the world
Ancient cord of coexistence
Hacked by parasitic greedhead scam -
From Sarawak to Amazonas
Costa Rica to mangy B.C. hills -
Cortege rhythm of falling timber.

What kind of currency grows in these new deserts,
These brand new flood plains?

If a tree falls in the forest does anybody hear?
If a tree falls in the forest does anybody hear?
Anybody hear the forest fall?
Through thinning ozone,
Waves fall on wrinkled earth -
Gravity, light, ancient refuse of stars,
Speak of a drowning -
But this, this is something other.
Busy monster eats dark holes in the spirit world
Where wild things have to go
To disappear

If a tree falls in the forest does anybody hear?
If a tree falls in the forest does anybody hear?
Anybody hear the forest fall?

I just spent three days of 14 hours on the clock working as an 'extra' on a major film shoot down in the big city a couple hours from here. Work, eat, sleep; no time to check on the world outside. I had been runnin' outta gas money to keep up the weekly volunteer commitment, so Maa/Jah provide. I came away very impressed with the focus, professionalism, and clean high energy of the whole crew of 50 plus 50 local extras. I estimate about 50% fully awake to what time it is, so I was very surprised in my outing into the Matrix. Don't think I'll make a habit of it, though. I have an idea of what the purpose of it all was, besides the financial part. Some connections, karmic or otherwise, were very apparent. About what we are doing, we don't know shit. It's nice to be able to just follow Her divine orders. 

'Surfing Madonna', by anonymous
Kiko observes Mom waiting for her haircut

Sunday, May 8, 2011

Scanning the Linguistic Symbols of Karmic Floodwaters Rising

I noticed that just before they reached into the ol' memory-hole to pull out their poster-boy icon of false-flagsterism, we had a surprise walk-on cameo of the "girl in the polka-dot dress" (not to be confused with the "girl in the red dress" of Matrix fame). Actually, if you consider the contexts and implications, they could be seen as similar products of modern interdimensional technologies. But that's another subject, and contemplating it makes me want to drink and pass out, so not going there. Come to think about it, any more than a few minutes of thinking about any little piece of the Matrix goings-on currently is bound to make me feel like I just made my weekly sale to the blood-bank and seeing 'tomorrow' as only a possibility. But I'm not that guy any more, livin' on the city streets, observing the isolation in all directions. I live in 'beautiful fucking paradise', hurriedly trying to get some crops in since the last freeze and snow, so I'm fast losing time and interest in so many of the sordid details. But things just pop up on the box or in the marketplace to grab my attention. 'Polka-dot dress' is that type of thing. It kinda sums up and evokes a whole time and a level of awareness that we carry and hold from an experience we've lived through.

Three other words/phrases also caught my attention: 'Navy [trained] SEALS', 'veal parmesan', and of course 'Geronimo'.
Seals are 'things' that need to become fashion/ego-power/prestige objects [trophies] in the world-view of the planet-backwards-death-cult tribe, so they have promoted the slaughtering of millions of them for centuries. Therefore, naturally one would use the name 'seals' for 'professional hit men'. Makes sense, right? Name the 'weapons' after the defeated 'enemy'.
Veal parmesan is what Jack-the Ripper-Peace-Laureate had for lunch with the firemen on whatever-the-hell that 9/11 'memorial' thing was. I'm sure it was 'pasture-raised', or at least had a heating blanket in the crate. "Likes to consume torture."
Geronimo [actually Goyathlay, and he had a wife and child] is tops in the category of pre-eminent legendary bogey-men in 'merkin history. And, naturally the 'legend' is back-assward. What more do we need to know? Not that 'they' would know who he really was, or the amount of reverence, respect, and admiration for the man that pours today from millions of people around the world. [I think I'll wear the 'homeland security' tee-shirt for the next few days - its dark turquoise.] Another asinine miscalculation in bringing up and invoking the name of this truly historical being at this time, when karma is blatantly obvious, collectively and personally and near-instant, and the reaping can be endlessly pointed out. Are they fucking stupid or what (heh)?
And it's all about 'Indian Country'. Its always been about 'Indian Country'. You get that, right? The name Geronimo tends to make the (sane) mind recall things like 'genocide', 'slavery', 'imprisonment and torture', and all in relation to our precious little 'merkin zionazi mafiacracy psy-op experiment of a 'civilization'. Shall I pour that drink now?

Hey, you don't think there's a connection between the 35+ Pilot Whales slaughtered last week in Taiji, Japan - and the 16+ Pilot Whales that beached in Florida, do you? Oh, god, only the mind of a disturbed moron would make a connection-leap like that... Anyway, the Japan govt gave the soulless fake 'fishermen' permission (and gas money?) to go out banging again. Seems they 'helped tsunami victims with their boats', so they get a little reward in the form of infanticide, matricide, and patricide - not their own, of course, but perped on others' families - just to add to the insult to marine life from what's spewing out up north.  Gee, I wonder if there's any of that 'karma' stuff involved here? I don't know, just sayin'....I really don't make any claim of knowing how that shit works. Florida thing is probably just caused by 'algae' too, nothing to see here.

If I was god, I think I'd gather up all the world's 'energy czars', CEOs, minions, engineers, enthusiasts, and their bent-over politicians, from Cheney on down, and send them all to Ukraine. Sentence them all to life-long 24/7 latrine duty in the Chernobl childrens' institutions. I took the time to see the photos. Brains in membranes outside the heads, no thyroid don't even want to know...what's coming, blowin' in the wind, heading straight to everywhere Life is. And all the ranking military and war-profiteers could have the same employment in places like Fallujah and Sarajevo. I've got a plan to 'create jobs'....
Seriously though, I want to urge people, if they are at all able to stand one more hit of wetiko-reality, to see a new movie 'starring' Dickhead Cheney. It is called 'Gasland'. It's fantastic, and it's also one of the most horrific documentaries ever made. When I say DC is the 'star', I mean it. You're really gonna wish his location wasn't "undisclosed'. Ah, fantasies, fantasies. You see, "energy task force" (back in 2000) actually meant 'passing out environmental exemptions' all around like candy at Halloween, and it creates this wonderful decade-long "boom" in ecocide and genocide futures.  Everything connects. I know, it's nauseating.
Oh yeah, and Spike Lee's newest film, If God Is Willing, and Da Creek Don't Rise, a four-hour documentary on New Orleans 5 years on, including an exclusive interview with "Brownie".

Over at the Dog Park there was mention of something I emailed around yesterday - the ongoing story of peoples' revolt unfolding in Mongolia, their last straw being the destruction of their RIVERS [sound familiar?]. See in the video below the inspiring 'grand entry' of the nomad tribespeople into Ulan-Bator's main square.
Seems India, France, Russia, and Japan are all having their 'energy czars' sexually aroused by the rate of high desert grassland environmental destruction they are affecting through uranium mining. It's a regular orgy of depravity. But it's exactly what is planned here on the opposite side of the world for the Grand Canyon and the Colorado River system and everything downstream. Holy crap! I was in Flagstaff in '82 [eighty-fucking-two!] and United Nuclear Corporation was doing power-point presentation at the Hyatt on how responsible they would be if we would just let them mine on the banks of the Canyon. Their CEO regrettably died the next day I heard...but that's a story for another time. Others have kept up the fight since. Certain 'energy' companies are lobbying like crazy today to do exactly that. The Grand F'ing Canyon! Those days I had just come from spending a month doing grunt work for the Navajo grandmothers on Big Mountain in the far reaches of the rez. I came with a certain attitude into that inevitable PR disaster that night.

But, back to the Mongolians. All the mainstream articles in the world said Mongolia's problem was "overgrazing". OMG! Hmmm....I remember that being the "problem" with the Navajo grandmothers - "overgrazing" with their sheep. That's why they needed to be fenced-out of their own land by the Feds, f.b.i. and all. And, of course, the source of the famous [fake, ass-pulled] "Navajo-Hopi land dispute". Everything remains the same today, by the way, at the Big Mountain Survival Camp 29 years later. Those damn 'Indian Country' problems never seem to go away.

There's not a square inch on Earth, a traditional tribe or clan, unworthy of Wetiko-ized attention. After centuries of slavery, genocide, and ecocide there's somehow a few thousand natives left on Rapa-Nui ('Easter Island'), the most isolated place on Earth, "owned" for 140+ years by Chile with it's population in concentration camps for 100+ years. Almost all that time, a "scientific" myth has been propagated by all Western wetiko academics (including that racist, narcissistic freak, Thor Heyerdahl) about how the Rapa-Nui people "committed ecological suicide" and "cannibalism". All complete bullshit. We know very well who the perpetrators were. Pretty slick, this constant blaming the extinct for their extinction. The natural world has just never bowed quickly enough to its dominionist overlords. That's the problem. It's probably the salmon's fault too. Anyway, the people of Rapa-Nui had it up to here with the $800/night room, $50 million hotel and 'eco-resort' scene, and have been rising up since last winter. Read a good account HERE and many other places. Chilean 'real estate' and 'investment' magnates, the Schiess family 'owns', via Augusto Pinoshit, the 'resort' in question. Their recent 'generous' offer to 'donate' the clan land to the people - in 30 years - was responded to with metaphorical spit.

Ah well, I guess there's been a few stories this week that grabbed my attention enough to piss me off, as well as illustrate the tenacity of some peoples to pursue Life, truth, freedom, and self-determination. That too is happening increasingly in every corner of Mother Earth. I wouldn't want to be anywhere near the receiving end of the immanent wetiko karma zeroing in on the candidates for the newly arranged hell-planet waiting for them on that far-away galaxy.