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2012-02-08T13:43:00.000-08:00

I'm getting so fucking sick of pointing this shit out, I may just drop it altogether soon. No, I am not going anywhere near those now-completely-uncloaked dog-shit-spewing candidates for top-dog degenerate-in-service-to-omnicidal-ecstasy....not that dog-and-pony show.

Rather I'm just pointing to the personage at the left here, a certain Buddhist Mahasiddha referred to as Kukkuripa, "the Dog Lover". He is the tantrik yogi who forsook the Buddhist 'paradise' when he saw his rescued dog friend again suffering and starving in his absence. Meditate on this image. Beautiful on many levels, no? [Can't find the artist, though it could be Robert Beer.]

Upon returning and embracing his pining companion, she turned into a beautiful Dakini who granted him complete realization, whereupon he lived a long life of selfless service and ascended to the Dakini heavens with hundreds of devotees.

This one's for those who identify with the sacred instructions given to our ancestors regarding our part in the divine experiment of Sophia/Gaia/Madre Tierra, but maybe not so relevant if you're stuck in the religious or newage paradigm that says it's all under control of something "out there" and our job is to keep stocked up on organic doritos, beverages and kush. Meaning: Instructions to be followed through the entire cycle to its end-point, with collaboration and engagement.

Where we're going here is into the realm of what John Lash calls "Gaian Eco-Sorcery", also "Kalika Warriorship", alluding specifically to the nature of this particular moment in the time-wave, and its corresponding iconography. This could also be considered equivalent to, in ALF and ELF parlance, "Self-defense by extension". It is specifically about the personal response to what is undeniably, unacceptably intolerable. A deep discussion took place a couple weeks back on this subject in Mexico with friends. On the return, passing between El Paso and Las Cruces, I viewed the massive cattle feed-lot stretching for miles (almost as big as the one on I-5 in Cali, where a recent ALF action torched 14 semi's to ashes - roundly applauded and celebrated). I'll get back to the feedlot shortly.

John Lash, on Jan. 19th, discussed this subject in depth on GrokTheTalk and can be heard HERE. A very important and timely post.

What Lash says resonates intimately with my own feelings and life experience, both because I have experienced first-hand an extended journey into the Devic Realm (a story for another time), and because I have a continuing deep relationship with Ma Kali over 37 years. The Devic world was once fully visible and connected with human society, but receded into near-invisibility due to the Wetiko Predators' take-over of Earth. Only the animals remain visible from that realm, and the entirety is enraged. At this late stage, we don't even know if our warriorship is a 'choice' thing, or even matters. It is likely that all present warriors are functioning solely as instruments of the Goddess, having surrendered personal will to Her, and acting spontaneously on Her behalf. This makes the question of violence-vs-non-violence moot. As Camille Moreno says, the "John Brown moment" can arrive any day. I have turned and continue to turn all grief, rage, and wrath over to Kali, and it is a most empowering process. In Mexico it became clear that all Gaian warriors now have 'permission' to use any and all skills and knowledge acquired through all lifetimes, including those previously forbidden.

The War on Gaia/the Devas is the same as the War on Innocence (on the Innocents). For thousands of years in the crosshairs have been: the children, the feminine, wildlife and habitats/wildness/wilderness, healers and shamans, artists and artisans, purity of air/water/food, "food animals"...we know the drill. Newly added targets for terrorization now are the equine races and the canine races. Equines have been a primary 'resource' in service to "civilization" as well as iconic partners in a human-animal dynamic. So have our canine friends, for 33,000 years, been allies and loyal servants. 'They' are finally getting around to demonstrating for our own horrification, that even these beloved relatives can be subjected to the worst.

In his talk Lash correctly identifies Kali with the "expression of the wrath of Gaia". "She is the one who delivers our species from enduring the enslavement, entrancement, and enforcement of the spell of the predators. In the case of each individual person, Kali requires an offering that shows that you are ready to break that spell, a statement of your commitment. To apply your power against those who intend harm, intend harm to them."

He also notes that Kali's warriors can be identified by the way they are "disarming to ordinary people, having innocent charm, which is the same as the power of the nagual."

The predators are not high masters of magical powers, but the "blind instruments of the supernatural powers that have been banished from human experience". Just like the Devic realm, recovery is imperative, like, now. In conclusion, Lash accurately notes that the true nature of Ma Kali is "magnificent tenderness".... like the samurai sword fiercely swung, delicately slicing the tips of the hairs on your face.

Last moment terror

Passing the feedlot, my thoughts turn once again to the United Horsemen, and their demonic spokesman, excuse me, 'president' Dave Duquette. I realize that, despite widespread opinion, for him and his demon horde, it's not about greed per se. Pure, unrestrained hate for the Devic realm, an ancient obsession with its annihilation and therefore the death of Gaia is what its about. They have announced a grand convention April 2-5 at the Embassy Suites, Oklahoma City, featuring Temple Grandin, to go big-time with their plans to slaughter the wild horses of the west, the retired race horses, and anything else equine they can lay their hands on. Politicians and billionaires are lining up to cash in on the emotional terror feast.
The keynote address on Wednesday morning, April 4th, will feature renowned scientist, Dr. Temple Grandin of Colorado State University speaking about "Humane Horse Handling." The rest of the morning will be dedicated to the introduction, explanation, and demonstration of a suite of technology solutions that are being implemented throughout the re-emerging horse processing industry to ensure continuing high standards of humane handling of horses at every stage, as well as food safety and quality with scientifically valid testing, inspection, and third party monitoring and audit systems.
Wednesday afternoon, April 4th, will be dedicated to strategies and tools to effectively communicate with and inform policy makers and the public, as well as how horse owners can protect themselves from animal activist attacks. The afternoon begins with an address from Kevin Murphy, Food Chain Communications, talking about the "Moral-Ethical Implications of the Horse Processing Debate - How it Will Be Framed to the Public - How You Can Respond." Also included in the afternoon will be Mindy Patterson, president and co-founder of The Cavalry Group speaking to "Defending Your Private Property Rights and Going on the Offensive Against the Animal Rights Movement."

Interesting that the Spielberg film War Horse is currently playing around the country, with the theme of equine nobility and service. Purposes of demonstration abound. Scores of AR organizations have been alerted, and Duquette's response to the leaking of the conference program is to taunt the community of sane humans with "remember, we got the Animal Enterprise Terrorism Act (AETA)". You can't make these scenarios up. Grandin's that fucking sick-ass autistic scum whose intellectual "prowess" and complete absence of empathy and spiritual self-reflection engineers new and improved ways to lead cattle to slaughter, and apparently has drawn up the plans for the horse strategy. John Brown moment soon comin'. I'm sure there are different colors of autism, but...she's definitely not indigo. Maybe I should add a quote here from the good 'Doctor' Grandin: "I do have emotions and they are very strong. However, they are simple, not complex; such as a growl compared to a thunderstorm. I have replaced emotional complexities with intellectual complexities."

2011 New Mexico Magazine photo contest winner

This kind of shit is coming on line, of course, as many studies are revealing the extraordinary emotional lives of the animal tribes. Can we remember, as our First Nation relatives do, the time when we conferred with the animal tribes? Not so long ago in cosmic time. Here is one of many relevant articles:

Scientists are beginning to explore joy in the animal world

It's past time to get serious about reanimating our invocational memories and skills. This is not the 19th century, when fire-power was the prime determinant. Among the 7 billion here now are all the spiritual warriors of ages past to single-mindedly focus their talents in co-operation with the physical-activists to unceasingly envision the world anew, totally cleared of all aspects of the old death-culture paradigm. Vigilance against getting side-tracked by clever, cynical-voiced wordy charlatans is crucial. Become unshakably solid in our true siddhis and connection to inner source, not the bullshit entertainment low-level siddhis so prevalent in our pop-culture-derived 'spiritual' vocabulary. Time left can now be measured in weeks, not years.

China' famous crying slaughterhouse buffalo

Those still not ready to drop the old paradigm of excusing and ignoring the 10 billion/year industrial holocaust are headed for certain unending imprisonment in karmic hell realms.

People like Duquette and the forces behind such psychopathic puppets will quickly and easily jump over to the canine market. You didn't know there was a 'canine' market? Have a look. South Korea, China, Vietnam and other countries have a booming business in "meat dogs" - everything from St. Bernards to Chihuahuas. It primarily for "energy" and making men's dicks bigger, as you would expect. Powerful mafias run the show, paid-off 'doctors' prescribe, and police protect. The export market is waiting to be tapped. You think Kali Ma's not pissed and hungry for a massive feast?

All efforts with powerful intent work. 68,000 emails, thousands of facebook posts, and hundreds of calls stopped AirFrance from shipping monkeys from Mauritius to O'Hare this week, in a period of 24 hours. Use all your power, spiritual and temporal, on all levels to both heal and destroy. You're working for the Mother, don't forget. The destruction of Innocence is all for your benefit. Do you feel it yet?

To close this post on another subject -
Two films recently released: The Grey and Big Miracle. The first made by an asshole who is "afraid of animals", who treated his cast with a lunch of wolf-meat. Nothing more to say. We all know about the war on wolves.
The second, Big Miracle, is about the '88 international effort to free a whale pod in the Arctic. I'm going to point out, and re-post, the true back-story on this movie, as I did a year or so ago on this blog. The film producers knew of this back-story, but found it too terrifyingly paradigm-busting. My good friend, Beau, shamanically placed a giant crystal in the sea exactly where this scenario happened a week before all the world press descended on the place. The evidence is undeniably clear in this reposted video:

Time is short and I have more important things to attend to than continuing to write about this shit. Night of Shiva is coming up at the coming New Moon, and Shiva is the devoted servant of Kali Ma. All-night ceremonial action is prescribed.
Om Namah Shivaya, Om Durgayai Namah

Moving Through The Time

2012-01-04T18:39:00.000-08:00

From a BBC article by Andrew Terry on Madagaskar:
"Durrell Wildlife Conservation Trust
Madagascar is an ancient island that split from the Gondwana super-continent approximately 165 million years ago. This isolation has driven the evolution of a multitude of unusual and beautiful animal and plant forms that exist nowhere else on Earth.
Some of these species were present when the island split but many had to cross the Mozambique Channel, mostly likely by rafting on vegetation and subsequently evolved into unique forms.
Lemurs, for example, the best known of Madagascar's wildlife, share a common ancestor with present day prosimians (primates that are characterised as more ancient than monkeys or apes) such as bush babies. When their ancestors arrived in Madagascar they evolved and diversified into the 100 or so species known today.
Described as the 'eighth continent' for the richness of its biological diversity, over 95% of the plants and animals on Madagascar are found nowhere else... As a global biodiversity hotspot, this unique island is one of the world's most important conservation priorities."

Okaaay. So, all you freaks who think the "thing to do" is BUY GOLD - you might want to take a look at the growing 'BUSH MEAT' trade of LEMURS as a further consequence (in addition to child slave-labor) of GOLD MINING and accompanying political destabilization.
Which brings me to the main point of this post. There is a tribe of people in the high mountains of Columbia called the KOGI. They moved up the trail about 400 years ago when they saw the Spanish Wetikos arriving and slaughtering and gold-lusting. They 'disappeared', as far as those remaining on the lowlands were concerned.
In 1997 or thereabouts they contacted some outsiders to give a message to the world (the "Younger Brothers"). The result was the 1998 film entitled "FROM THE HEART OF THE WORLD", now available on YouTube, while previously only on VHS. This is maybe one of the all-time most important films and messages ever produced. It gives you all you need to know about the rules for being a human being on this planet.
As seen in the film, GOLD was useful to these people for the purposes of spiritual divination as well as offerings to the Spirit World of the Devas and Mother Earth. That's all. Do you get it?! The film ends with showing how the Kogi have been monitoring the glacial and permafrost melt for the last century up in their high country - the very reason for contacting we "younger brothers".

Related to all this is the film "JANE'S JOURNEY". Thoroughly beautiful. It is out in video, see it now.
This film follows Jane Goodall as she travels the world 300 days out of the year, trekking in the bush and mountain tops and speaking to millions. Her foundations in 120 countries are doing some of the most phenomenal work on the planet. She's 76 years old. Yeah. Not a lightweight.
At the end of the film she sits with an Inuit shaman in Greenland and hears about their monitoring the loss of glaciers. Skeptics please see another reference below. If for no other reason to see this film, you don't want to miss the segment with the HIPPOPOTAMUS WHISPERER, no shit!

For all those (anthropogenic) climate-change deniers out there, have a look at this slide-show of the Himalayas, linked by Desdemona Despair. If this doesn't convince you, you must be one of the 80% of Iowa Repugncans who think its a NWO hoax (and the 70% who think evolution is bogus). Good luck.

Oh yeah...the photo at the top is of 400 AR demonstrators in the main square of Madrid, Spain on December 10th, each holding a dead animal. Big ups to the Spanish. Well...now that we know that "chickens have empathy" as well as "mice have empathy" (look it up - proven, courtesy of "science"), I guess we humans can move on to growing a pair, say, like, Nathan Runkle who was a GAY 15 YEAR OLD when he founded MERCY FOR ANIMALS. MFA recently exposed the most awful abuse by the Butterball Turkey Co (look it up, if you have the stomach). MFA has the balls to claim responsibility for exposing such things, rather than remaining anonymous, even with the draconian laws on the books (ie: AETA). (FBI assholes want to categorize "Food Activists" as Terrists.) Nathan had the shit beat out of him 3 years ago outside a gay club in NYC - for being 'gay'. Just sayin' - for all you who are still homophobic, and worried about the 'gay agenda'. He's 10 times the man you are.

Walter Bond

Maybe read this interview by a compassionate, empathetic gentleman who's now on his way to Federal Prison for 12 years & 3 months, WALTER BOND: AR Prisoner Support Interview, July 2011. This is the 'other end' of the spectrum of work on behalf of sentients. I personally have no problem with embracing the whole spectrum. Tell me this man's words represents "insanity".
It's all par for the course, this newly ramped-up centuries old war on Gaia and her warriors. Latest Wikileaks exposes some of the recent (2011) U.S. Espionage on Indigenous Peoples world wide.

2011 saw the highest increase of Elephant Poaching in decades - 2,500 at last count. I don't know about you, but I'm ready for the end of civilization. Clif High says after March 10 of this year, the Wetiko program will lose control. Setting the captives free should be first on our agenda, should something so fortunate occur.
Jane Goodall's "Roots & Shoots" programs have done wondrous things for getting kids and adults involved in creating solutions to hundreds of human vs. environment conflicts around the world. AR and ALF/ELF activists have put the fear of god into the conscience-less elite Wetikos and their life-hating minions. Awakening still proceeds, even at this late date, as the false "reality" crumbles around us for all to see. While the Japan government has imprisoned one of the Cove Guardians, Sea Shepherd has acquired drones and have located the Japanese whaling fleet in the Southern Ocean Sanctuary. We all fit into the 'spectrum' somewhere, and we are the ones with imagination.

Forgotten Dreams

2011-12-02T15:28:00.000-08:00

Sometime around 32,000 years ago some shamans and possibly the earliest artists of humankind rendered what are now the oldest pictorial creations existing on earth that we know of. Filmmaker Werner Herzog was allowed, with a group of archeologists and paleontologists, to enter the Chauvet Cave in Southern France and carefully capture on film scenes painted on the walls of the labyrinthine tunnels deep inside a mountain, probably only lighted with torches, whose entrance was subsequently covered by a landslide for 10s of thousands of years. The film, which has now been released on video, is titled CAVE OF FORGOTTEN DREAMS. It is not 'cinemascope' or 'Imax', but is one of the most moving film experiences of our time. The only real drawback I found is some of the narration which shows the unfortunate neglect on the part of Herzog to read Graham Hancock's book SUPERNATURAL before releasing and editing this movie. One would do well to read the book, as it will greatly add to the viewing experience. That said, seeing the images slowly pan across the screen was a deeply emotional and spiritual experience for us, almost impossible to put into words. Herzog also readily admits to being profoundly affected by the invisible presence of the creators of the early mammal scenes. How beautiful it is that our ancestors left for us this astonishing gift, and to be discovered at this moment in time. Personally, it was interesting that, coincidentally, I am at this time reading the very dense scientific volume by David Rains Wallace titled "BEASTS OF EDEN, Walking Whales, Dawn Horses, and Other Enigmas of Mammal Evolution". Please view this film and see how you're affected by it.

On the other end of the spectrum, I just watched THE LAST MOUNTAIN. Very disturbing, but at the same time, one of the most important documentaries made. It brings up all the charges and emotional and spiritual responses to the enveloping presence of Wetiko psychopaths enacting the Metaphysical War on Gaia, and throws in our faces the true nature of the legions of humanoid tools lost in material self-interest, and their hopelessly suicidal ignorance. It's about mountaintop coal mining in Appalachia, and the infamous Massey Energy company.
While some families are dying of brain tumors, having autistic children, nature is totally raped, and the Wetiko CEO made $200 million in one of the most impoverished areas of the country, other miners are waving flags, cursing at Robert Kennedy Jr., blasting treesitters with sonic weapons, and calling themselves 'environmentalists'. I have to express my deep respect for the young people who are able to practice nonviolence both in this situation and in all the Occupy Movement situations around the country. I would not be able to do it. I've never taken the training, but I really don't think I could pass the exam. I just don't consider Wetikos as beings worth giving any quarter. They, and their ponerized minions and thugs are definitely not worth trying to engage with in normal civilized terms. Reason, logic, facts, human spiritual qualities have zero effect on them, by definition, and by abundant examples throughout history and in our era. Some of us, by nature, are better suited to creative monkeywrenching and such. I have intervened in animal cruelty and would be hard pressed to stand by while a Native Elder (and veteran) gets pepper-sprayed and suffers a stroke by the Phoenix pig-shits.

Sorry, but I really don't have anything particularly pleasant to say or share. Kind of in the "drag of doom" modality a lot lately. But I guess I'm not the only one.
A fair amount of buzz here in NM about a certain lizard - the Dunes Sagebrush Lizard - vs. Big Oil. Lizards vs. jobs, right? And it brings out the wetiko politicians, "people" like Rep. Steve Pearce (R-NM), a despicably vile hater of all things wild, natural, who encourages bulldozing of creeks, unregulated logging, threats of gun-violence against Forest Service agents, anything that'll get the job done to waste as much natural world as possible. Always a lot of flags and guns involved with these Repugs and their moronic minions. I just don't know how this level of numbers of armed-to-the-teeth cult-followers of psychopaths can be dealt with. "Total destruction, the only solution"? So be it.

Ok, fuck it, I'm just going to post this: Horse Meat Inspection Ban Lifted in U.S. -

"TULSA, Okla. -- Horses could soon be butchered in the U.S. for human consumption after Congress quietly lifted a 5-year-old ban on funding horse meat inspections, and activists say slaughterhouses could be up and running in as little as a month. Slaughter opponents pushed a measure cutting off funding for horse meat inspections through Congress in 2006 after other efforts to pass outright bans on horse slaughter failed in previous years. Congress lifted the ban in a spending bill President Barack Obama signed into law Nov. 18 [ed- promised he wouldnt].

Dave Duquette, president of the nonprofit, pro-slaughter group United Horsemen, said no state or site has been picked yet but he's lined up plenty of investors who have expressed interest in financing a processing plant. While the last three slaughterhouses in the U.S. were owned by foreign companies, he said a new plant would be American-owned.
"I have personally probably five to 10 investors that I could call right now if I had a plant ready to go," said Duquette, who lives in Hermiston, Ore. He added, "If one plant came open in two weeks, I'd have enough money to fund it. I've got people who will put up $100,000."

I had a brief email exchange with this Dave Duquette character. I asked this asshole if he was born without a soul or if he just shit it out in his outhouse one day. He made crystal clear that he is a perfectly prime example of the kind of vile wetiko piece of shit that needs to be placed on a planet far far away. Ditto for this Sue Wallis demoness, who has written and promotes a "horse-meat cookbook". These pseudo-humanoid scum horse-and-Life-haters believe it's ok to have an animal serve and love and put up with a lifetime of disregard by humans in the most humble and innocent way, and then be put through the most horrific and indescribably cruel process of the 21st century mechanized slaughter thing in their last moments. I have no words to describe my disgust and HATE for these entities. You can easily find copious filth about these morons on the web (including their contacts), as well as view video of horse slaughterhouses, if you think there's anything 'humane' going on.

On another blog there was a mention of Temple Grandin, coincidentally just as I was reading up on her in relation to this horse issue. Yeah, I saw the movie, and strongly felt there was/is something deeply disturbing and twisted about this so-called autistic 'genius', who seems to have an arrested development of the empathic function, and furthermore is incapable of grasping a larger picture than her scientific PhD brain can conceive. I found this article on a Horse Advocate blog, and it voices exactly my own impression: What's Wrong With Temple Grandin? Her "humane" bullshit is only used about 20% of the time anyway. She jumped into the fray, and is being used by the horse-meat enthusiasts. As a commenter noted, "the Chinese eat dogs and cats, so why shouldn't we export their meat too"....hey, job creation, I guess. (Actually, the Chinese are Duquette & friends' target market.)

Traveling Light, With Gurus All Around

2011-11-25T12:18:00.000-08:00

Arthurian Tarot

While the powers-being-flushed-down-the-toilet and their spokes-morons fuss and bloviate about how those parasitic Occupy whiners are obstructing the manifest destiny of doom, they imagine it also only has something to do with "the financial system". I try to imagine what it must be like to be stuck in one's mind back in the 60s, where the intellectual and spiritual faculties contracted chronic arrested development, where one is enveloped in a cloud of fear of everything, and can only repeat phrases like "get a job" and "take a bath". Amazing to behold, and an unparalleled achievement.
Actually, millions of us know what Occupy is really about, which is much more than financial concerns. Arthur Silber recently wrote the following: "the extent of your awareness of the world around you, and the extent of your sensitivity to and concern for the sanctity of human life [all Life - ed.], will be the extent to which you are punished". Witness the reactivity toward Occupiers and see the truth of this. The spiritually terrified can't help terrorizing the continuously growing voices and stands taken for the sanctity of Life by those of the aware Love Tribes around the world.
Another phrase caught my attention recently for it's succinctness: what is and has been going on is a "metaphysical war on Gaia". It's an old war. Early on, the Devic realm had to be driven into retreat and hiding. And the non-human creatures decimated from the largest down to the minutest species, all the while subjecting also the nature-separated humans to traumatic mass killing on a regular basis. The trauma brings it all full circle as humanity participates in its own destruction as well as the elements and the Earth Herself. Whether it was the Nine Waves or something else, much of humanity sees the situation crystal clear now, and is holding the focus as never before. (Not in any way ignoring the fact that indigenous folks have been hip to the situation for millenia, and holding the focus.) That's about all I can say, just watching it unfold like you all are, and keeping on keeping on.

Here's an example of a kind of DEEP INTELLECT not many are familiar with, but should be - Inside the Mind of the Octopus - from the latest issue of Orion Magazine. While you're at it, you may as well have your mind completely blown by this VIDEO.

On one of Les' Origami blogposts the subject of "Guru" came up (as well as "Service"), and there were some interesting commentaries and revelations, both of wisdom and ignorance ("I don't need no stinkin' guru", etc.). Since that is the subject I am intending to continue writing about, it was very in the forefront of my thoughts and what I contributed to the discussion over there was the following:

"It's so fucking curious, hilarious actually, that people (westerners mostly) go completely nutso when you mention the word "guru" - the only associations are "charlatan" and "predator" and the like, only having to do with Rolls Royces and chasing ass. The stupid (false) religious and media programming has been spectacularly successful.
There are billions of types of gurus, and all are uniquely different. A guru is a most honorable and sacred personage and a being in form, either human or non-human, to interact with in the mode of Initiation - into another level of consciousness or experience of being in the world. The almost complete extinction of initiatory processes from "civilization" has brought humanity to its present state of gross ignorance.
There are many many true gurus existing now as in all other times, as it always has been, as well as devic allies, as Les describes, and the only 'difficulty' is that they don't have the "appearances" that are consistent with one's expectations.
Copping out, with religious, scriptural, intellectual, egotistical, and all the newage mythological excuses, is simply laziness - how everybody in the modern civilized world rolls.
No one has to submit themselves to lying, hypocritical, charlatan predators - that's just another excuse to not allow a true teacher who may appear to one in an instant to nudge one into a deeper inquiry into your Self and the nature of your existence.
[Regarding 'service':] On the "pathless path", one sees what needs to be done and how and who to serve in every moment, and acts accordingly. It's not rocket surgery, but takes discipline and endurance, and perseverance, as pointed out previously many times. And obviously this can't be accomplished with mental biases and clinging to dogmas and "precious experiences" of the past. Creation, preservation, and destruction of the universe is going on a billion times a second. The only limitations are self-limitations."

Here's a little video, done by my friend, Ashish, about the guru-shishya thing, which speaks to the essence of the matter a million times better than I could hope to in words here. The elderly guru (Muslim, formally initiating his Hindu disciple) is the great singer, and master of Nada Yoga, Ustad Fahimuddin Dagar, with whom I was privileged to accompany both in India and U.S. several times, as well as being taught by him in the mid-70s. Can you feel the Love?

So that's a little introduction to the "lineage-guru" mode. There are other kinds, obviously. I should say, first off, that for some reason I never had any inclination to chase after or search out a 'spiritual' guru. In India, while studying the music, I acquired a distaste for the hoards of spiritual seekers - 'meditation' and 'yoga' fanatics - with their condescending words and attitudes about we 'inferior' musicians. I guess it's our refusal to abandon "passion", basically, heh. What I'm going to describe now is kind of difficult to express in so many words, so it's going to probably just cover some basics of the events. I need to also mention that, although it was a major turning point of a lifetime, it is not about a particular moment in time in which I find myself stuck in, nor which I ever had any interest in making a career out of exploiting, as many have done in creating a "brand" out of their "Baba-experiences" and further blinding themselves to seeing any more possibilities of initiation and transcendence of experiences that have passed into the land of "cancelled checks", as one Mataji put it.

A friend, an American sadhu, told me one day that I should go "that way" down the path on the outskirts of Kathmandu and go up to a particular house and check out what was going on there. He had given me much important advice and information previously in Benares where he was basically my first compatriot friend upon arriving in India, so I figured I should heed his words.
A small Indian baba sat on the floor with perhaps a dozen hippies. The energy was electric, to say the least. He spoke in English, but also in the slang of the times. Some of the listeners were rapt in attention; others were seemingly agitated. The words came out in a stream of a combination of all the emotions known to man, expressing in phrases that triggered a torrent of the most profound questions ever pondered in one's lifetime, the sounds vibrating from the most exquisite tenderness to the most terrifying righteous rage and again returning in an instant to sweetness. My thought-stream was instantaneously obliterated as the oration overtook the speed of arising thought and answered every potential detail of lifetimes of unanswered, unresolved, unfulfilled karmic and cosmic questions. I could only bow my head to the floor. There was also delirious laughter, and paralyzing terror, and hair-raising electrical discharges in the room, and tears of recognition of the Perfect Father we had never known.

In this instance, I am going to refrain from identifying this guru with a name. There is no reason to, and it doesn't matter in the larger scheme of things. He was essentially an incarnation of both Shiva and Hanuman, who are in essence One anyway. I was 22 years old, and everything about 'who' I was up till that point in time in this life was instantly destroyed, erased. I became absolutely aware of what time it was in the great cycles of yugas, of what the 'revolutionary' time was actually about - a profound remembrance - and fully understood what had taken place in the devolution of human consciousness and the embrace of the false scientific paradigm of 'dead matter'. He demonstrated both his facility in producing 'miracles' and his complete disinterest in that mode of operation. He transmitted the incontrovertible truth of universal sentience, and roared with laughter at the idea of human supremacy. I don't know how long that first meeting lasted, nor how I got home in my personality-destroyed state.

For possibly two weeks I sat with sometimes 40 people, sometimes 5, with the Baba and in a state of psychic and mental overload, gradually becoming aware of something beckoning in the future having to do with 'becoming who I am', or maybe 'growing into mySelf'. I seemed to be receiving the transmission of the key to all knowledge and its access (or maybe it was just scientific knowledge up through early 20th century). Sometimes we walked in the streets, bought ice cream and pie, and visited the burning ghats, or accompanied him to nearby villages to see friends and devotees. I know some things about his past and his process of self-realization, but these too are not important to describe. Every master is totally unique, as is everyone's path, so there's nothing to emulate or attempt to duplicate. I was walking with 'God', as far as I could tell, and it was humbling and incomprehensible, certainly indescribable. I was not feeling completely confident in my ability to hold this space without exploding or melting down, or in my ability to 'catch up' to the present, considering my former state of utter ignorance. The phrase I remember most being spoken and which touched everyone so deeply was "I AM YOUR SLAVE". Right there is the essence of the guru's attitude toward the student, and the essence of what anyone should embody toward all beings in the web of Life. We are here to serve.

One evening I was in an upstairs room of a 'hotel' near the royal palace in the old part of Kathmandu with about 6-8 people and the Baba. He talked a bit, probably did a chillum (I wasn't smoking anything that year), and said he was going to read a chapter from the Bhagavad Gita. I found out many years later that of all the people who spent time with him, none ever heard him read this particular chapter, only the 1st through the 10th. This one and only time he would read the 11the chapter, the Revelation Chapter, where Krishna reveals his true Universal Form to Arjuna on the battlefield. In Sanskrit. You see, there is a siddhi of speech, which he possessed, both in English and Sanskrit, which is the ability to transmit a far deeper level of meaning than the mere words spoken, but perhaps depending on the receptivity of the listener. By about the 2nd line, I found myself following the verse as though it were something I had memorized before. This quickly morphed into a full comprehension of the Sanskrit as it was being read. It felt hard to breathe. Next thing that happened was time slowing to a stop, and experiencing exiting from my body. I ascended through the roof, into the sky above the city, above the planet, and sped into the darkness of deep space. I came to in a room with a bunch of ancient heavy-weight masters, and what I remembered afterward was me having an argument about my 'sentence' back down there on Earth. "I ain't goin' back there no how no way; I'm staying here" (wherever 'here' was)! Then I guess I was shown some kind of a 'contract', or reminded of some agreement I had made, and there was no more discussing the issue, though there was sympathy and encouragement expressed, as well as my own copious tears. Then I'm flying in over Kathmandu again, over the 'hotel', through the damn roof, and into the room and right back into my sitting body, where everything is frozen in motionlessness and silence. Then a ceiling fan begins to move, slowly, a candle flickers, and I hear sounds. They are the final words of the chapter of the Gita...Om Tat Sat.

A few days later I was told by the Nepalese police that my time was up....time to catch that bus back down to the plains and the border. I went away with the thought-meme of end-of-the-world on a certain date that fall. I went away with strange siddhis which I tried to keep to myself. I returned to Benares to my music guru and continued on till I was flat broke and kicked out of India. The siddhis persisted for another 6 months, but they were scaring people back in Canada where I landed (and Manson was in the headlines). The end-of-the-world date came and went, but it was infinitely beneficial to prepare oneself for the end, as the knowledge gained would prove to my advantage in circumstances later to come. The events that transpired that summer in Kathmandu would fade in memory except for a seed-knowing that carried me through the next 30 years. It took that amount of time to cook and simmer, and then, in the late 90s, the memories returned, slowly at first, then in a torrent. In the last dozen years it has become integrated into my everyday reality, combined with certain other similar and related events that took place in the intervening years.
So, there's an example of another type of 'guru' phenomenon. It is not that unusual for a young seeker to fall into that kind of Grace, dumb luck or karma determining.

Just discovered Jaguar in Arizona

I pulled some cards yesterday as I began writing this, from the Grail-oriented Arthurian Tarot. The Fool came right up.
"All quests begin with a question: 'why are things like this?' The Hallow seeker is impelled by a deep urgency to know and experience: to find the world's healing and to seek for a personal direction. This path is both journey and goal.
"The seeker's steps upon the quest are directed by his communion with the Otherworldly messengers whose song sounds in his ears. ...And yet to gain the Otherworldly Hallows, the Seeker must travel the physical world for it is only thus that the Hallows will empower and balance the land. It is so that the Seeker travels light, humbly and in a guise which will attract least attention to his quest. It is better to travel without the weight of fixed ideas; only so can the free flow of our destiny be unwound....
"This is the rainbow path, the way of experience upon which the Seeker learns how to heal what is broken, balance what is imbalanced, align what is out of alignment. "

I guess that's as good a description as any, of the path of my youth. I don't know if any of it has any meaning or relevance to today's youth. It did lead from 'Seeker' to 'Finder', even if there are no words for what is 'Found'.

Coming soon: Could Mother Earth Be Your Guru?

IROM SHARMILA'S ELEVEN-YEAR FAST

2011-11-05T14:35:00.000-07:00

Artwork by Musrat Reazi

Life at the end of the Ninth Wave/beginning of Tenth Wave (?) has been hectic. Several weeks of getting the vahini (vehicle) back up to reliability, plus work on upcoming classical music concert promotion, has consumed all of the 'spare' time around these parts. It's also snowing quite heavily today, and most of that prep has been completed. I've wanted to continue with the honoring of and descriptions of the guru-shishya parampara process as personally experienced in this life, and that will definitely happen, however I was made aware of the story described below and feel it is extremely relevant to so many of the other events taking place globally and locally, and effecting most of our lives on multiple levels, especially those of the awakened and extraordinarily articulate griot-and-prophet clans of the Love Tribe found on these blog cyber-shamballa pages.

The people of the tribal North-Eastern states of India have some very unique cultures, and those cultures were blessed with a fair amount of isolation for thousands of years. Now that isolation is severely compounding the oppression they have been experiencing, most egregiously since India's independence, at the hand of the thoroughly corrupt and despicable Indian government. The divide-and-conquer policies of the British, both the East India Company and the christian missionaries, played a big part in setting the stage for the ongoing genocides of the last 60 years. The ugly vile christianization has increased exponentially since the 1960s against the indigenous animist Tribals. Many of the tribes only converted to "Hindusim" in the 19th Century, like in the State of Manipur. I have equal revulsion toward fundamentalists of christian, hindu, buddhist, jewish, islamic and all other 'religions', so just sayin', I'm an equal-opportunity religion-basher here.

from IROM SHARMILA SOLIDARITY CAMPAIGN GROWING IN INDIA
"The iron lady of Manipur, Ms Irom Sharmila Chanu of Manipur is one of the civil rights activists in India better known for her relentless campaign for the the repealing of the Armed Forces Special Powers Act.

Irom Sharmila has been on hunger strike since November 2, 2000 demanding that the Indian government repeal the Armed Forces Special Powers Act 1958 (AFSPA). She has refused food and water for more than 500 weeks, making her the longest hunger striker in the world....

Armed Forces Special Powers Act (AFSPA) continues to be the most potent repressive tool of the Indian state that empowers even a non commissioned officer of the armed forces to kill on mere suspicion and provide legal immunity from prosecution, thereby causing untold misery and agony among the peoples of the affected regions....

The imposition of AFSPA is synonymous to heavy militarization in the states where it is promulgated leading to gross civil and political rights violations including enforced disappearances, extra-judicial execution, torture, inhuman and degrading treatment, rape and other forms of sexual violence against women, arbitrary arrest and detention....

The Ordinance after a brief discussion in the Parliament was endorsed and got the status of Act on August 18, 1958, despite stiff resistance from various quarters who challenged it as a martial and draconian law....

Since then it has been in force in one part or the other of the states of Arunachal Pradesh, Assam, Manipur, Meghalaya, Mizoram, Nagaland, Tripura and Jammu and Kashmir (since 1991)."

Irom Sharmila has refused food and water for a full 11 YEARS, being force-fed in a hospital-jail situation by the Indian government, and brought to court every two weeks to relent, which she refuses. She is given practically NO VISITORS, and NO OUTSIDE TIME - for 11 years, worse treatment than the most violent criminals get. You see, it is ILLEGAL IN INDIA TO COMMIT SUICIDE, even though hundreds of thousands of farmer have suicided due to satanic MONSANTO. Makes sense, right?

Since we're already in upside-down-world, I wish the poles would just go ahead and shift....

I bring this to your attention for the many interesting moral and spiritual dimensions, not least of which is the perseverance and commitment exhibited here. Humanity all over the world have opted out of their own spiritual responsibilities and left it up to individuals like this lady (and many others) to be their 'reality-show' heroes who are living fully to serve Life and Mother Earth, while the rest keep workin' for/supporting the shitstem, for their material 'rewards', and sign petitions, donate to charities, and occasionally chant slogans on a free weekend.

More coverage from the Indian newspaper The Hindu: IROM SHARMILA'S FAST ENTERS 12TH YEAR. Actually, Indian press has hardly ever covered her story, but had to because of the 11-year milestone this week. She has been fasting all this time with miniscule support, and about zero international (or national) exposure of her situation or the plight of the Peoples of Northeast India. The UK Independent doesn't even have the decency to get the fact of 11 years correctly - they repeatedly say she has completed "10 YEARS"/"A DECADE". You can't make this shit up. The longest fast in the world.....in India.....land of Gandhi......can't...get...mind...around...it.

Poem by Irom Sharmila -

Other words -

"Living together with the beauty of united seven different colors of rainbow, living with open and transparent hearts and minds and sharing pain and pleasure is the mantra of the universe and it will enable our mother nourish us properly."

"Acting against the nature and its laws and forgetting love and sympathy adopting selfishness and jealousy, we are only committing suicidal attitude and action."
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As we proceed to Occupy the various places of importance to our transition to our anticipated natural world order and our birthright, while we identify the 1%-ers and their crimes, we would do well to celebrate and honor those whose great sacrifices sometimes fail to yield 'results' but occasionally tip the scales and become the proverbial straw that sets into motion the spontaneous awakenings. Their stories need to be passed to the youth and posterity, and we need to stop "stand aside and look"......

So, anyway, here are some pics of the cultural aspects of Manipur - The classical and folk Manipuri Dances and the traditional Pung Cholom drumming-dance

Retelling Revolution Stories

2011-10-09T00:01:00.000-07:00

Ganesh Yantra

Post today features some photos of recent colored-rice yantras done by our yantra-posse for the occasion of Navaratri/DurgaPuja - nine nights of the Goddess festival, from last new moon. These are made for fire-offerings in the dhuni (fire-pit) - a different aspect each day.

Tripura Bhairavi

Bhuvaneswari

There was this other lifetime, in another revolutionary time, when the planets Pluto and Uranus conjuncted, and were opposed by the asteroid Chiron. Now we stand in the moment of the critical hard-angle progression of that momentous conjunction that swept over the world from '66-'68. My generation 'came of age' in that other lifetime, stepped into so-called 'adulthood', with the smell of revolution in the air everywhere. We all know it wasn't meant to produce 'answers' or the new paradigm, rather to force a questioning of everything, on the personal and collective levels including all of human history, who and what we are as sentient beings, and what the hell are we really supposed to be doing - as opposed to what we had been told in that regard.
I don't have any idea of numbers, but some of us definitely knew what we were in for since early childhood. We all had our personal brands of traumatization in the '50s and tried to mentally survive as we could, trying to not be noticed too much while exploring the landscape and possibilities of creativity and spontaneity. By around '64 we started getting the whiff of high strangeness approaching. Well, we all know how it went down, the thrilling delirium, the horror, the internal and external journeys, the heavy tolls of the quests, battles and retreats. And now we stand in a place where we still "don't know", but feel the resonance from that other time and have no uncertainty about the immanent consequences of how we lived our lifetimes arriving here and now. So, I'm taking a final look back at how my own personal path unfolded, even without any idea of the meaningfulness of the exercise, only, I guess, to honor some of the many beings who graced my existence on this Earth this time around.

In '66 the first classical Indian music records became available in the States, and I heard and got my hands on a few of them. Of major interest to me were the recordings of Dhrupad artists, lineage masters of the oldest living musical art-form surviving in India, the singers, veena players, and drummers. Actually, I listened to ragas on my first acid trip, which was fortunate. But the dhrupad stuff was what triggered off the deepest memories, what urged my consciousness to expand a thousand-fold. I would later come to understand that this was a kind of powerful medicine designed for this purpose, based on the most precise exposition of natural tones and scales and rhythm knowledge derived from the ancient Nada-yogi sages' deep spiritual exploration of the nature of our world and its vibratory matrix.

Then there was the first Be-in/Gathering of the Tribes in L.A. (April, '67), a massive acid test. Music and drumming from all over the world acoustically filled the air, and we wandered from culture to culture in astonishment from sunrise to sunset. What happened to me was that I was unable to get the drum languages to stop playing in my head for about a week. It was half ecstatic and half crazy-making because I didn't have the keys to understand....but I knew it was there somewhere, and it was somehow important.
A short time later the biggest 'star' Indian musician in the western world walked into my place of work (the 'underground' Free Press) wanting to advertise the opening of the first school of Indian music in america. I signed up for drum classes the next day. I obtained a set of tabla from the master, late Ustad Allah Rakha Khansahib, and began to cluelessly muddle through several months. One day there was a demonstration of dhrupad singing by the masters and the mridang/pakhawaj was brought out and played. That was the end, the turning point for me. Afterward I went up and begged the masters to direct me to a teacher in India, telling them I needed to go soon since I had a choice facing me: Vietnam or jail. The next week I was handed a name and address of a person in Varanasi.

Chinnamasta

That person was the mridang-master as well as the head priest of the Sankat Mochan Hanuman Temple, most famous Hanuman place, founded by the author of the Ramcharitmanas (Hindi Ramayana), Goswami Tulsi Das (and containing the original manuscript) - my first guru, Pandit Amarnath Mishra ("Mahantji"). It took me over a year to get to Varanasi, via Canada - hitchhiking the entire Trans-Canada Hwy to Newfoundland, flying to Scotland, then hitchhiking to Mashad, Iran and taking busses and trains the remaining distance. I arrived at the Afghan border on New Years Eve '68-'69. Before this, the only 'foreign' travel I'd done was a few miles south of Tijuana, Mexico. An absolute time-travel experience, gradually leaving the West and entering the increasing strangeness of the East. Again, the perfect way to travel - staying on the earth (mostly). I should mention that my sincere belief at the time was that the planet-raping masters of death were very soon going to destroy the Earth and all life, and that I desperately wanted to see if there existed anything real left anywhere before we all experienced atomization at their hands.
We 'hippies' were, almost without exception, greeted with open arms and exquisite hospitality everywhere along the eastern journey BTW, in contrast to dodging stones and beer cans and curses in the West.

I arrived at my destination and immediately recognized a few things: that I somehow felt very comfortable and familiar with Varanasi along the Ganges River, and also that Mahantji was a giant of a true human being on all levels. Of the highest level Brahmin caste, he was also a profound bhakta musician, the supreme traditional wrestling guru of the province, a master of both inner and outer spiritual practices, including ritual puja, and one of the most revered persons in Varanasi. He was also the simplest, most humble, fun-loving, disciplined teachers one could ever wish for. I treasured every minute in his presence, and even his yelling out instructions to me from his balcony two floors up. He, and his Brahmin posse would question me for hours about why we were there, why we left our famously materialistic homelands, what we see and think, what was going on in the West, and many more subjects. I had very few answers, but tried my best to just be openly honest, begin to learn Hindi language slowly, and do the practice of beginning to get the precisely correct sounds demanded. At that time I only saw and met 5 or 6 foreigners who were either studying music or Tibetan language. We were a small clan at that point. Mahantji was retiring from his 20 years of priestly duties and getting back into the music he loved. At first there was only one other student, my guru-bhai Srikant, a young Brahmin boy, and we gradually became friends. There were two takes on us by the Indians: we were either Brahmins or Harijans (untouchables), but no one was quite sure which.

Matangi

It was both idyllic and horrific in those days, doing my drum practice on the balcony of the master's music room over the Ganga while dolphins breached and played below me, even rubbing against us as we took our daily river bath; and in our innocence seeing the awful poverty, disease, inhumane treatment of animals (except for cows), and the terribly misplaced envy of the Indians toward what they imagined we were possessed of. Since all the milk-sweet alchemists, the 'dudh-wallahs'/cow-stewards, were wrestlers, students of my guru, I was deemed one of their guru-bhais (brother), generously gifted and protected by these gentlemen and their families. We were daily fed by the famous "Chai Baba" of Assi Ghat, Kanailal, whose tiny shop under monkey-filled trees became the gathering place for all the studying and traveling foreigners for years following. We all had horrible harassment from the psychopathically corrupt immigration authorities throughout our time there too, and it was a major topic of conversation, as well as the major mind-disturbance of our studies. But, overall, and though at the time I didn't know the extent of it, I was living under extraordinary divine grace, most especially for the dear friends and connections made then that would last my whole life. And our guruji, Mahantji, was the perfect master, though there was much of his saintly qualities that I would only later learn, and much that I would never know. His influence on me was great, and showed me an entirely new standard of human being, a monster musician who took me in off the street and taught me like a son.

Shri Yantra

By late May Varanasi was stiflingly hot, and we had to go somewhere to the mountains for a couple months. I was advised by a very wise american sadhu to go to Kathmandu. It was auspicious advice of the highest order. In Kathmandu I would have the 'dumb luck' of having the 'teacher' appear who would crack the world and thoroughly destroy that person I had been up till that time and begin a 30-year trial and tribulation to integrate the meaning of what was going to take place in his presence.

This is not the end of the story with Mahantji, merely how it all began with the serious music engagement at age 22 for me. This will be continued with Kathmandu leelas and the return to Varanasi.....

Respecting Venomous Creatures and Bloody Goddesses

2011-09-25T23:25:00.000-07:00

Ardhanarishwara (exoticindia.com)

There are two subjects which I keep hoping to get to in this space, but I seem to always be short on time these days, and other things of importance keep showing up. Since I started this mainly as a place to record my thoughts, feelings, and inspirations for perhaps someday being of interest to my few descendants, or to future prospective sangeet students (also, as well as just laying it all down for the record, sharing information on the progress of the accelerating implosion of 'civilization'), I intend to make a adequate record of my own personal process of the musical and spiritual journey that got me here. This 'journal' of remembrances will necessarily focus on my experiences with some, or all, of nine to twelve gurus - musical and spiritual (not necessarily separate), and also look at the nature of what is known as guru-shishya-parampara, or at least my experience of it as an aspiring traditional percussionist-in-training/sacred music practitioner.

I am working up to begin posting this (in 5 or 6 parts) in the very near future (what there may be of it). Another reason for doing this is the major confusion and misunderstanding of the 'guru' concept in the West, something upon which I would hope to perhaps shed a bit of light, based purely on personal experience of self-submission in a dozen instances over my adult lifetime.

There is another subject too, which I hope to get to, and that is a personal record of intimate relationships with companion and wild animals who have served also as teachers in this life, so far. We'll see how it works out. I'm not the writer that Derrick Jensen is, but there are some stories there...

While I work on these central subjects and issues of my life experience, today I'll have to just post some odd bits of pictorial and verbal images that came up in various meaningful and archetypal ways, mostly in the areas of our animal-nations friends.

Three photos of this week's rattlesnake rescue and relocation in the high desert area here:

Got a call from a resident saying a rattler had been caught up entangled in "bird netting" - which should never be placed on the ground, helllooo! He/she was kind of distressed, having been immobilized for 24 hours when I reached there.

This is the "product":

The netting was wrapped 30-40 times around the snake's mid-section, which required holding down and carefully snipping away each thread against the scales...took about 1/2 hour.
Most likely a prairie rattler, the little one only rattled a few times at first, and when freed slowly crept off into the sage and scrub juniper.

Here's hoping s/he'll find the way home, and remember a moment of human kindness should we ever meet again on the trail. All beings deserve to live free and be spared a torturous, unnecessary fate.

Sadly, our neighbor lost one of the 4 beloved donkeys on Thursday. Crystal, RIP. Her donkey friends, as well as the 4 llamas, and 4 alpacas have all been sleeping on, and during the days, keeping vigil at her grave, even bringing their toys to place on the site. Quite stunning to see.

Navaratri/Durga-Puja, the Nine Nights of the Goddess, are beginning on Wednesday, Sept. 27, so it's that time of year again to throw down nine rice yantras, one each night, in the dhuni fire-pit, hold the space for the sisters to make puja with the hand-made murtis of the Devis, and speak the mantras and sing the hymns of all Her names.

The primary Shakti Devi being Bhoomi, our Mother Earth, all these names and manifestations are Her aspects and attributes (including Kali, Saraswati, Durga, and all the rest), present in and inclusive of all beings who walk, stand, crawl, swim, and fly within Her Matrix of Her Mani Dvipa - Island of Jewels, our Planet Earth. Mani Dvipa is the mystic vision granted Her devotees upon that total surrender of all that mind and self-importance crap that appears so hard to give up or remove oneself from. Turning it all over to Her, the natural mystic knows its all under control, and this world is not the source of error, an accursed place, nor a hell-realm needing a savior. It is Her body, the Beautiful Red Triple-dimension Creation, Shri Lalita Mahatripura Sundari, spontaneously arising from Her primal vibration AUM, visually represented by the Shri Yantra diagram seen at right.

I want to urge all who are able to view the film A Fall From Freedom, linked in the right margin, to do so. It is not terribly disturbing visually, but lays down the absurdity of sentient-being imprisonment-for-entertainment in no uncertain terms, exposing in the light of truth the money (natch) and the people running, and attempting to justify, this terrible business - intimately connected to all the destruction that's going on in our oceans.


What freedom looks like (screen capture from film)

On the gross side, here are some things you don't want to give to your kids:

STILL RESISTING THE 'EXTERMINATION OF EMPATHY'

2011-09-16T13:25:00.000-07:00

Goddess Saraswati exoticindia.com

A radio talk-show host was interviewing Alan Grayson, former Fla. congressman. His assessment of our situation was of witnessing the "extermination of empathy". I would have to agree that that's the plan. With the all-pervasiveness of Wetiko-disease, psychopathy, malignant narcissism, Archontic plague (however you want to call it) in the (especially 'Western') world's disgustingly blasphemous (Nature-hating) political (and personal) public and media conversational exchanges, it seems everything is moving along according to plan. We try to go on with our lives, relishing each moment of sanity, beauty, creativity we can possibly experience while we also wait for some seemingly imminent resolution or end to the insanity and attempting to do whatever we can to mitigate the most dire consequences of various wetiko-tribal aggressions against Life, and also spread what we know to be the truth of the situation, usually not by logical explanation however (because that no longer works with most humanoids), but by various means of spontaneous anarchic creativity. [Anarchy: against Archons]

I should mention that the above named politician followed his comment about 'empathy' with the statement that "that's what separates us from animals", blah blah. So, that's the best there is out of the mouths of 'leaders' as well as a clear reminder about self-reliance and not looking for help from self-styled 'important' spokespersons from any of the domains of 'civilized contemporary culture'. Any twit with a search engine can find copious evidence to the contrary to that speciesist statement. But, yeah, what-ever.

There's just no getting away from "the topic of topics" - ever. But we can move to the periphery of the whirlpool by engaging in our chosen forms of serious art-making, alone or in company of others, if we're lucky. I guess that's what we were doing last weekend with our 24 hours of continuous kirtan-chanting and drumming dedicated to Sri Hanumanji. I hadn't participated in that particular festival for last 10 years, because of personal abhorrence to the 'institution' and it's psychopathic hypocrisy and elitism toward the greater community. But that is the nature of 'religious' institutions in the Kaliyug in general. This time I felt 'called' however, and it was worth the setting aside of my distaste for a moment to hopefully energize the process for the good of the community of suffering, long-under-seige devotees. Besides, there was a good solid unified posse to hold down the excellent quality of musical medicinal vibration. That's about the best one can hope for in these degenerate times. [Besides, at 65 I can play harder and have more endurance than a lot of the younger drummers for these types of marathons (grin).]

My musical life, on one level - of being in the 'West' - has been a long pain in the ass: submitting myself at the feet of the master musicians of the Indian subcontinent for decades - to learn all the forms and styles - only to return to my 'homeland' for rejection and marginalization because I couldn't shut up about the co-option, commercialization, fake-posing, glamorization, vanity, star-worship, etc. Yer not supposed to do that. Plus, I am most definitely not glamorous, shmoozy, and full of all the qualities required by the New Age scene for 'professional' and material success. Can't keep my mouth shut about my extreme distaste for cultural cannibalism/colonialism. I have my own 'litmus tests', you see. On the other hand, curiously, it has ultimately saved me a lot of grief and disillusionment. If you're not familiar with the 'Eastern music' scene, it's about the many vain egoists who buy an exotic instrument (harmonium, for example), take a few lessons (or none at all) and "create" their own brand of "fusion" (horrible misnomer), or 'westernized'/'accessible' sounds to scam the insanely ignorant masses of culturally starved denizens of the Empire into thinking they are participating in something sacred and holy. It's simply 'how we roll' here in the end times. None of this is meant to imply any particular importance to my musical endeavors. I was involved many lifetimes ago, but just returned to it in this incarnation. I still require many more lifetimes to get 'up to speed', but I manage as best as I can. Ok, that's my personal rant for the week, sorry.

It seems to be getting pretty uninhibited in general in the public sphere as far as wetiko/psychopathy is concerned, does it not? Is anyone else experiencing this? I had a couple of wacked encounters in the past week in places of business in town. Individuals obviously enjoying, laughing, taunting others being subjected to their obstructions, cheating, self-imagined superiority and harm-causing. When others questioned or called them on their shit, they launched into extraordinary expressions of their lack of empathy or concern for anyone else, laughing and gesturing wildly, with no holding back or self-censorship. I found it interesting and asked them straight out if they were big-shot mafia dons or planning on departing soon to their own planet being prepared for them by their Lord. They were stunned and got quiet. Then they stormed off giving me the one-finger salute.

Back to the 'topic' again. What the hell to do in this interim time? Encourage space-ship migration to Mars? Sometimes these interactions/encounters can't be avoided. Human abuse and animal abuse and Earth abuse is everywhere. Most of the time, in the temporal dimension, I like to focus on the work being done by the many many true human beings involved in either directly or indirectly alleviating the suffering, because it simply counteracts my tendency toward despair at our species. This is how what I'm talking about looks like:

CNN.com

Here is a short clip of yours truly supporting some authentic Rajasthani gypsy dance and music last spring - dancer Annya-Ishtara and sitarist Amie Maciszewski -

Annya at Metta 1 from Richard on Vimeo.

cool empathy on a hot day in India

SMALL VICTORIES - RESCUES IN THE 3D WAR

2011-08-11T11:51:00.000-07:00


GODDESS DURGA exoticindia.com

UPDATE: Just published today August 11 - by Capt. Paul Watson, as eloquent as it gets - An Open Letter to the People of the Faeroe Islands. Must read!

I never intended to focus here on external events, but sometimes it sounds like I'm doing that when re-reading a post. We can posit a duality here between that and what's referred to as the 'internal transformation', our inner real work and processes. On the other hand, it all may depend on how we view external events, and at what level we internalize them or interpret the images. What we are all witnessing in the outer world, the accelerating degeneracy, the unveilings, disclosures, exposures, and smack-downs from grace; the unrestrained violence and hatred toward all Life and the Mother Planet; the lame-ass utterances, actions, and appearances of the narcissistic Archon Wetiko Tribe's specimens, minions, and mouthpieces demonstrating their obeisance to the fakest of self-styled bullshit 'gods' - frauds whom were never intended to participate, from the inception of the One Goddess' divine dream, in this holy experiment in consciousness, now at the critical phase of "manifesting the will of Her luminous Being" - is truly, as the Dog Poet says, simply 'for demonstration purposes'.

Of course the demonstrations are Seen and reflected on very differently by various groups/tribes (don't know what to call them). But, more important are the demonstrations by Bhumi Devi/Gaia/Sophia/Shri of both astonishing beauty and mind-numbing terror overlaying all of the Matrix-level machinations and death-throes that more-or-less enter our consciousness through experience or osmosis/resonance from the collectivity of All Beings surrounding us (as holographic fragments of Her true-being matrix). For some, the blessed few, it is even 'exactly and approximately'[grin] Sat-Chit-Ananda (truth-consciousness-bliss) - what eventually became my sole, final request and entreaty to the Mother some years ago. There really wasn't anything else worth desiring, and even the asking felt embarassingly moronic. But, like, what do you do when She presents Herself and you're young and in inner turmoil? Now, the boon of Her presence in a kind mood is quite enough, 1008 pranams.

Our humble spiral garden is exploding with veggies and blooms, in thanks partly to the frequent application of "Effective Microorganisms" (EM)TM, the billions-of-years-old critters that live in volcanic magma, of many uses, and available through EMERALD EARTH. We've also had a perfect monsoon season so far, sometimes even limited just to our mountain-surrounded village. Flowers, bees, butterflies, and hummingbirds all in abundance, looking stunning. There are 4 or 5 delightfully excellent and prosperous farmers markets on various days within 1/2 hour drive, all organic and one specifically 'native pueblo grown'.
We deal with the various animal and bird tribes, both here in the village and down the road at the wildlife rehab center. Their impeccable continuity of natural ways in the face of sometimes small, sometimes massive, changes is our major source of strength. They are continuously pouring out Her Shakti upon us as we try to serve Her - through them - and are giving us the 'demonstration' of Her power, limitless in quantity, unceasing, accessible to all who choose to follow the local galactic and planetary Laws. There is no real separation between the realities of the lives of our non-human personal 'friends' and the lives of their relatives across the planet. The state of their being and welfare is always in our conscious awareness, and it's just another opportunity to share and refresh the deeper levels of communication with those we have contact with - to acknowledge in the presence of the animals our clear, visceral feeling and awareness of their own instinctual knowing. The clearer we can get in our own minds about what it is exactly that we want to communicate, and even why we're karmically here getting in their faces, the clearer they'll comprehend the essence no matter what 'words' we use. (Or more exactly, whatever expression is used - music, dance, art, poetry, gesture - all the things that make up true human culture, what we are meant to be offering always to Life, what our ancestors remembered via their Original Instructions.) They'll take it in, and continue on with their own creature-business. It's all about the focus. It takes some people years to learn to focus. I guess that's why we were born a long time ago (heh).

The Goddess is also known as Mahatripurasundari, Beautiful One of the Three Worlds (gross, subtle, cosmic?) [represented by the Shri Yantra*], and we are well aware of the three wars going on, or rather the one war going on in the three realms. Many of us see the 'subtle' and 'cosmic' levels playing out in our personal lives. Losses, victories, and transformations within our own Beingness and around us. I savor the victories, small as they may be, because I know about the level of courage required in these times to even pull off a small monkey-wrenching operation against the predator matrix. I savor them for the significance of the 'demonstration purposes' that can be shared with our local tribe of all our relations. A demonstration of beauty, cooperation, and stewardship - what the committed troops are engaging in the 'theatre of conflict' for. [*My bro and I are currently engaged in constructing large Shri Yantras on anyone's land who requests the installation of such earth-medicine, as it seems to result in demonstrably positive effects from our initial experiments.]

There's at least 12 bears, mostly cubs, in the rehab. Their stories are not so pleasant, but for some there is a future of freedom, others not, but at least they are being lovingly stewarded. I met the new 'education bird' yesterday: a one-eyed bald eagle rescued in Indian Country. Coyote pups there too. It's actually been drought weather for most of the area, except our little valley, so bears and others are all lookin' real skinny and weak, I'm told.

It's been reported that ALFers in China last week (my birthday 7/24) rescued 600 [SIX HUNDRED] cats headed to a major city and its RESTAURANTS! Thanks and praises!

And last week a 1-year-old mountain gorilla was rescued from poachers in Rwanda. The Chinese AR activists blocked a truck, notified authorities, un-crated the cats, hurriedly constructed a huge shelter building, brought in food and supplies, and photos of the whole thing are up on Chinese websites. Anyway, the point is that there's a lot of true human beings who've made a lot of spiritual progress over the years, and sometimes quickly, to give them the complex skill sets to warrior on this way. I honor them all.

WorldWildlifeFund

Why are these types of people on the top of the 'Merkin terrist list? Oh, right....same reason why we build walls to keep out 'Messikins (which actually destroy the habitats and life-cycles of wildlife) while the country next door has somebody smart enough to design and fund wildlife overpasses on the Trans-Canada Hwy.

amerikan border wall

wildlife overpass

We reached the point some time ago where all politicians, administrators, authorities, experts, commons-'protectors', and such are nothing but useless eaters. Humanity didn't grasp the 'charm' of psychopathy soon enough, and all sanity, social-contract, and Earth-environment-stewardship is non-existent except for the marginalized warrior/anarchists who stem the tide of the death-cult in small, unrecognized acts of 'sabotage' to the Matrix control. And they don't even do what they do to appear 'heroic', rather they just see a situation that calls for action, and act, do what's called for. That's the way it is from here on out: cooperation with Mother Gaia, all day long - our assignment.
This is a perfect example: (spectacular demonstration/show of love in the last 2 min.!)

Being that I put in 3 years as kennel manager in the local shelter, this piece found recently resonated deeply and is worthy of sharing:

I RESCUED A HUMAN TODAY by Janine Allen

Her eyes met mine as she walked down the corridor peering apprehensively into the kennels. I felt her need instantly and knew I had to help her.
I wagged my tail, not too exuberantly, so she wouldn’t be afraid. As she stopped at my kennel I blocked her view from a little accident I had in the back of my cage. I didn’t want her to know that I hadn’t been walked today. Sometimes the overworked shelter keepers get too busy and I didn’t want her to think poorly of them.
As she read my kennel card I hoped that she wouldn’t feel sad about my past. I only have the future to look forward to and want to make a difference in someone’s life.
She got down on her knees and made little kissy sounds at me. I shoved my shoulder and side of my head up against the bars to comfort her. Gentle fingertips caressed my neck; she was desperate for companionship. A tear fell down her cheek and I raised my paw to assure her that all would be well.
Soon my kennel door opened and her smile was so bright that I instantly jumped into her arms.
I would promise to keep her safe. I would promise to always be by her side. I would promise to do everything I could to see that radiant smile and sparkle in her eyes.
I was so fortunate that she came down my corridor. So many more are out there who haven’t walked the corridors. So many more to be saved. At least I could save one.
I rescued a human today.

http://rescuemedog.org/dog-blog/i-rescued-a-human-today-by-janine-allen/
Written by Janine Allen CPDT, Rescue Me Dog's professional dog trainer. Copyright 2011 Rescue Me Dog; www.rescuemedog.org

Reflections In The Troubled Waters

2011-07-30T16:38:00.000-07:00

Desperation is being enacted out on so many levels, in so many arenas, it's pretty much impossible for a singular fragile human mind to track it all, contain the immensity, and come to any coherent comprehension, some kind of overstanding, a grasp of the trajectory to which we are heading. Despair alternates with elation, a sort of cosmic bi-polar syndrome with tragedy and miracles witnessed and noted but not integrated. Our personal lives as well as collective events are filled with accelerated maximized emotional impacts, one closely folllowing the previous. How is this riding the 'novelty' wave workin' for you?

Our small town is reeling from three youth suicides in the past week. Two were bridge-jumpers in the Rio Grande gorge, the third involved a gun. Tomorrow a (hopefully well attended) walk/pilgrimage and ceremony to the bridge will be held in an attempt at healing and awareness-raising. Though I didn't personally know the youths, I know from my sources that the apocalypse wasn't working out for them on many levels in this particular dimension. I just know that that's a pretty intense decision process to go through, too. Believe me, I've been there. Maybe the difference was that I was specifically imploring the Goddess/God to allow my turning over the question completely into Her hands. That the situation contained too many unknowns for me to make any kind of judgment on 'my' destiny. Obviously, I did not go over that particular railing.

Part of what's happening is the 'panic' state prevailing, referred to recently, with a large quantity being manufactured, and animal instinct doing the rest. The wetiko predator's mind-fuck machine is turned all the way up and all the stops have been pulled out. Of course this exposes the twistedness, degeneracy, and soullessness of the cannibalistas. Recent examples include the Monster Bill to Kill Our Environment, the "worst attack on the environment Congress has ever launched", including 50 insane riders to "kill every major safeguard protecting our air, water, land, and wildlife". Well, it's 'monstrous' all right.

Again, closer to home, Game and Fish Department Colludes With Industry Groups. Seems the Trappers Association, the Cattlegrowers (sic) Association, Livestock Bureau, Sheep Foundation, Council of Outfitters and similar groups did some hangin out with the 'higher-ups' of the GFD boys before they had their little state-wide "public hearings" in some out-of-the-way boondock town of 3000 regarding the future of trapping in New Mexico and set the stage for expanded trapping on public lands. The psycho governor is pleased to see the war on Life proceeding as she campaigned for. Her "special commission" also just lifted the previous governor's ban on trapping the MEXICAN LOBO "under a veil of secrecy". Yeah, there's as many as possibly 50 (FIFTY!) left in the state. Panic opportunity alert.

Wetikos rule! And they seem to have about as much self-control as the severely consciousness-impaired bloviating voices in much of the media, including the web. All shall be revealed...at least we can bank on that. As for the 'alternative/conspiracy' sector of the net, it's so informative to read things like how Al Martin describes the victims of the ['regrettable'] Norway event: "weak-kneed, limp-wristed, faint-hearted, and spineless". Niiiice. He forgot 'hippies' [who stand up for Palestine]. Does anyone get that? A guy like that will print an article by John Lash, then say shit like that. Of course all these type sites are a mixed bag. The litmus test for me is: do they sell "investment advice"? If so, it's idiotville; I will not be sitting around their campfire when that day comes. Desperately defending capitalism [and 'consevatism', whatever the hell that is] with their last breath. Where do things like the following (as enumerated by Steven Lendman recently) legacies of the last 30 years come from?: disdain for working folk, contempt for rule of law and human rights, support for concentrated wealth, power and militarism, sweeping deregulation, 'free trade', offshoring, war on drugs and other nonviolent "crimes", tax cuts for 'elites', social program cuts, support for global despots, death squads and star wars, contempt for gays and coloreds and poor....we could go on. I mean, its bad enough that the so-called "liberals" play along, contribute, and enable, and never ID the naked emperors, but for human beings to actually take seriously the ideology that this program enhances their or any lifeform's existence, ahh it's all so '14th/15th Century'. In a way, it makes perfect sense. I've said it before and I'll say it again: check out Caliban And The Witch. That is, unless you reeealy reealy liked the '50s, and it was the 'time of your life' - the disneyland facade of the grand illusion. It's common knowledge that it's a big problem for the Wetikos when there's too much respect for the Sacred Feminine goin on anywhere. That's always been the first pronouncement to the newly-conquered 'savages'. A big piece of our way out of here is in that 'witch' thing. In a 21st Century kind of way. Dispensing with the ancient upside-down narrative.

The sicko animal-abusers from Texas' E6 Cattle Co. (calf farm) got off with probation and small fines for their misdemeanor charges, at least the owner did, following the Mercy For Animals exposé. The absconded 'employees' are charged with felonies, natch. The just-us shitstem works!

SeaShepherd.org

In case anyone didn't know, Namibia is now ground-zero for the global seal-skin slaughter 'market'. Canada's practically out of the picture (but not completely). And one dude, who was shown previously on this site, is basically pulling the strings from Istanbul. Sea Shepherd people have barely escaped with their lives documenting the atrocities now taking place, including the bulldozing of the bloody mess under the sand immediately after so tourists can come oooh and aaah while they snap home videos at the 'cute' seal colony. Norway does differently - they sell 'tours' for a few hundred bucks to go and shoot a baby seal, or watch the 'professionals' club them. These and other strange articles can be found at the SeaShepherd.org website.

How's the Mercury-Neptune-Chiron combo-with-added-retro-Uranus-Pluto/Ninth Wave/Pole-Shift/Signs-and-Portents-Vibe looking like it's shaping up to you? Stalemated polarization - is that where we are? My trusted sources tell me the Devic Realm is pretty distressed at the bleakness. That would be us included; we are not separate.
Onward to the next flower-covered mourning shrine....we will find the strength to stand tall together and artfully uphold the positive vibrations, as we have risen to it in the past, as our ancestors and lineages have done for countless generations. Definitely powerful medicine is being invoked in private, as well as publicly, together and solo. Our only 'plan' can be: exercising, fully activating, the nurturing medicine ways within us in ever more powerfully focussed creativity in resonance with our ever-evolving mayashakti and prakritishakti of our Earth Mother. And preserve in memory and share all the miracles that happen in each of our lives, like the precious oral teachings to our grandchildren that they are. I personally admit I don't have much energy for anything else.

Forces of Nature & Subject of Subjects cont. - Edited

2011-07-16T17:30:00.000-07:00

Lord Surya exoticindia.com

Hope everyone is having a great Guru Purnima (full moon). Jai Guru! Victory to inner-teacher, true Guru; and the outer-teachers and their many great transmissions.

Ok,....Happy Bastille Day too!

A short sample of two of the Indian drumming traditions covering the 14-beat repertoire was just posted by yours truly, in video format and audio file. Electric guitars accompaniment by my illegal co-conspirator, Señor Erich.

This is the video link for "Pakhawaj - The 14's: N. Indian & Odissi"

This is the audio link for listening and/or downloading: "NewDham - The 14's"

Links can also be found on the "Music Page" of this blog.

News updates:

Jellyfish have been responsible for the shutting down of at least 4 nuclear plants in recent months. Yessss!

Criminalization of home gardens is up on both sides of the Atlantic.

Keith McHenry (Food-Not-Bombs founder) spent another 17 days in Florida jail for feeding children and homeless. Sympathetic hackers are taking down Orlando's websites (heh).

Housing, food and water are now "entitlements", "on the [craps] table", as the high-rollers gather around with fists full of starving child sex-slaves. From where you are, can you hear the piercing tumultuous cries from the 'religious/spiritual' mouthpieces? Oh. Not really?

On another front, the orbit of the Moon is no longer circular, it's elliptical - see HERE. In related news, it seems the Earth, which has kept to Her Ecliptic Plane for thousands of years, is wobbling above and below its proscribed parameters. If true, that will kinda blow astrological calculations all to hell. Try not to panic.

Maybe you might want to give a listen to that 'terrible demagogue' Louis Farrakhan [gasp, a BLACK MUSLIM] as he, and Ramsey Clarke and Cynthia McKinney, spoke a few weeks back across the street from the UN: "Farrakhan Blasts the Coalition of Demons" (1:25hr), addressing the subject of Libya. Not kind to the West, Russia, China, Mecca, or the UN. "[This] will be dealt with by God Himself and His USE OF THE FORCES OF NATURE...." We can only hope. "...The period of Grace is over"....Yeah, it's lookin' that way.

Curiously, it seems no Libyan is homeless, living under bridges. Unlike in certain 'advanced' civilizations. Ghaddafi's own tent-dwelling parents were not housed till every family in Libya was first provided for, as promised and delivered. Women have full access to education and personal income. Aspiring farmers have free land, tools, seeds, etc. No national debt. More gold than any country except China. Obviously, another in a long line of "evil dictators" - is the only possible conclusion one can come to from the evidence, right?. Brave heroic Wetiko soldiers of the 'empire' had to bravely and heroically take out his son and 3 grandchildren. The innocence-destruction addiction, again, as always.

None of this is new. Same old story: politicians, priests, scientists, businessmen - copyright alert! - none of them know what any of it is worth.

No guillotine unveilings yet seen on the streets, let alone general strikes. However, prisoners around the country, in the hundreds, are two weeks into a solidarity FAST, though. HEY!...Not THIS world, but the NEXT. Wake up, get with the program! Keep looking 'forward'. Lemon pie is my favorite. 'Forward' apparently looks like: Dickensian packs of waifs pick-pocketting and committing petty theft in the streets across the empire, or selling matchsticks and body-parts. "Growth" is all important, as if the prison-indust-complex is not No.1, No.1, yay!

So, that's how it goes. Is this the Kali Yuga or just the End of Time?

Recently a great artist and writer has brought up the subject of "panic" in her writings. The demons Farrakhan refers to [embodied and un-embodied Wetikos] just love panic. Panic in others, mostly. But...what goes around comes around. Panic is fast becoming epidemic...or 'Widespread' (heh). Unfortunately, innocents are susceptible, like the 28-yr-old who jumped the Gorge Bridge last night down the road. Getting outta 'here' is on the minds of many.

Or is the future bright? I've been checking out some essays by a certain bloviator featured prominently on rense.com, named "Dr. Chiapallone". He has been publishing since the 80's extensively regarding Archons, demons, false gods/religions, aliens and other classes of beings present in our Matrix, viewed by him as a preordained doomed Virtual Reality. He says there's nothing here worth saving, that what's going on is a "Consciousness Evacuation" leading to "Dimensional Liberation", which will in effect leave this planet a dead zone similar to Mars. But it's all perfect because this world and all its life forms were originally doomed and slated for complete 'clearing' (from its creation) since that's the only way to end what was the inevitable reign of Evil. Everything going on on Earth is shit, and he cites endless examples, notably all of them on a materialistic level, while at the same time claiming to be a spiritual authority. The good Doctor also claims much of his information came from aliens he met, and if you don't believe him, you're an idiot 'cause he's practically the only one here who knows what's what. After subjecting myself to a mountainous steaming pile of his ego-spew, I've moved on to better things. Sure glad I'm not in his body or head.

Kiko, the Pigmy Angorra kid - 4mo.

Better things being more recent writings by John Lamb Lash, author of "Not In His Image", on his extensive website metahistory.org. I highly recommend a recent article entitled "The True Anarchy of Life on Earth", but it might also help to have a bit of background on the Gaia/Sophia story which can be found HERE. Further articles entitled "Open Season on Predators" are pretty relevant, and have been quoted previously here. The "True Anarchy" essay relates to the necessary human participation required in the spiritual 'correction' being undertaken by the Earth Goddess Gaia/Sophia. The Gnostic take just resonates with me, much more than the Earth-must-end scenarios (very similar to the fundie whacko James Watt, Ronnie Raygun's Interior Sec. who claimed Jesus was waiting for all the trees to be felled), and the "Jesus Speaks" channeling recently thrown up on blogs.

With regard to the subject of our attitudes toward Earth's VALUE and Gnostic tradition, Lash writes: "Unless we can bring the practice of Gnosis into our emergent connection with Gaia, the subject is not worth the bother. Gnosticism dissociated from the Sophianic vision of the Earth only serves to reinforce religious beliefs that keep the world under an evil spell of dissociation."

The Boys

[Basically, for the record, my value system is: unreserved reverence toward the immense Grace and assistance received from my many human and non-human/more-than-human Teachers and Allies, including especially the Mother Goddess of infinite names. Jai Guru! 108x]

Further, on the subject of Predators ("the subject of subjects"), he writes in the "True Anarchy" essay:

" Observation of dates and numbers by the Authorities are not proof of their mastery of globally spellbinding black magic, but evidence of their "routinary minds," as Castaneda noted, concerning the flyers. They repeat these agendas to keep themselves on track as they have no guiding autonomy, having abdicated that aspect of our divine endowment in favor of the Archontic illusion of power, enacted through arcane games of deception and domination. Is that clear enough, Snoopy?

A psychotic serial killer works compulsively in strict routines, often using repetitive patterns preserved in codes, ciphers, and symbols. But given this is so, can you say that such a murderous, deceiving person is performing true and efficacious magic? I think that would be over-attribution. He or she is merely acting out the rigid, fear-driven behavioral compulsions inherent to the Archon plexus of the "psyched-up,"over-worked backbrain. This distinction is imperative.

Lovely Red-girl

To fall under the spell of the Authorities is to concede power to their false magic: under the power of deception, we deceive ourselves about what power really is and lose all sense of our own power. Our power inheres in the unique opportunity of our role in the divine experiment of Sophia, interactive magic with the wisdom goddess. Claiming this power is the only sure and direct way, and the ultimate way, to detect and defeat the illusional power of the Authorities."

Long-eared Owl, "Radar"

Food for thought/meditations. I like this guy; maybe not for everyone. At least the story is open-ended....

Edited 7/17 - adding the following to the above quoted material, because it zeroes in on the heart of the matter:

"'On the Origin of the World' informs us that the defeat of the Archons is a last-minute affair that depends on their reaching the full extension of their phantom powers over humanity. The outcome depends on the intervention of humanity at the eleventh hour. The myth clearly indicates a sudden, drastic turnabout. Sophia warns the Lord Archon: "There is an immortal luminous child, the Anthropos, who came into existence before you and who will appear among your modeled forms (plasmata). This luminous child will trample you in scorn just as a potter's clay is pounded (into a lump)." Instead of molding humankind in their image, the Archons will be reduced to pulp, like the discard from a juicer.

"If you cannot profile a psychopath, you are not a responsible member of human society. If you cannot detect and defeat psychopathic behavior as it presents itself in your immediate personal reality, you are not qualified to live in a free world. Freedom ain't a free lunch. Such is the humble view of a warrior in Kali's Band.

"We cannot realize our true humanity without beating the Authorities. There is more than one way to do so, but the central and decisive way is to choose anarchy in defiance of any authority that does not demonstrate benevolence toward life in all forms.
The Authorities only have the power ceded to them through ignorance and denial of our divine potential, our endowment from the planetary animal mother and the Aeons."
-from "The True Anarchy of Life on Earth", John Lamb Lash

All Species Share Love and Suffering

2011-07-01T14:12:00.000-07:00

Pictures are so much better than words sometimes, especially in my case [age diminishes vocabulary?]. So, this is what I'm talkin' bout...No Speciesism Here. And that's precisely what the particular page is entitled on the Animal Liberation Front website. Links to more than 400 photos and videos..."photos in this section show relationships between two different species. Such relationships are not unusual. Animals don't have the emotional and cultural hang-ups that humans do, and they let pure heavenly love happen."
Being of the Love Tribe, I still use the words 'hate' and 'despise' for things hateful and despicable. Just sayin'. So these photo samples are posted to offset or balance contrasting sentiments from previous posts. The ALF photo-posters are, of course, considered by the PTW to be 'hateful', 'violent', 'terrorist',..etc., cough, puke...But these pics below, as "cute" as they are, are illustrations of the root source of our sentient emotional universe - the knowledge of how the world really is. They are from the wild, from wildlife rescues, from zoos, and from personal collections.

All photos published by AnimalLiberationFront.com

Monkey in India serving water to the blind

You know, all commonly accepted history is one big long depressing series of hoaxes. You already know that. All accepted-as-"normal" humans have always been insane...most notably 'experts' of practically every stripe, political and religious 'leaders' and 'spokespersons', official 'scientists', doctors, degreed 'therapists', most 'journalists' and editors, 'philosophers', 'businessmen'/entrepreneurs', self-styled 'educators', 'entertainers', and just about every other category of human endeavor taken oh so seriously by the collectivity of 'top of the food chain' species. It has always been this way...because, unlike all other species on the planet, humans have never really taken seriously the miracle of their embodied existence, their reason for being, their embeddedness within the interconnected web of (infinite) living consciousness. I don't know why that is, it just is. Maybe because we were genetically engineered from the earliest beginnings as gold-mining slaves of the Annunaki...but, I really don't know. It would perhaps be helpful to know, but nevertheless we are way past the breaking point leading to the assured demise of our own, as well as most other, species of living things in this corner of the galaxy.

This day in this particular corner of planet Earth the forest is burning 60 miles away at the edge of the demonic "premier national treasure" laboratory of the death cult; the very place where the death of the planet and all Life has been being concocted for the last 7 decades. We are enveloped in an unknown toxic blanket of smoke, the sun is obscured and eclipse-like and the light in the air is surreal; the lab has been dumping whatever the hell they feel like for the last 70-odd years in the surrounding forest and creeks. Everyone talks about the 'strange', 'unnatural', 'driven with a harmful intent' quality of the recent and ongoing fires, energies not experienced before, not in the previous close-call a decade ago when the fires spread the dumped toxins around with the monitoring of the air by various agencies lying out their asses. Around here the word is: "Veils? What fucking veils?". 'They' have turned the volume up to 11 and left the building. 'They' being the demonic entities, referred to by various names and designations throughout history, seldom believed to be 'real' by most or 'mythological' at best, by various religious belief systems, finally being noticed seriously only in the present century.
"Pole-shift is a bitch."

We need to be activating all our connectivity to the Devic realm, calling in all of whatever karmic 'notes' we might be having to request/invoke aid in bringing in a final disempowerment of all the machinations of the dark forces' omnicidal agendas, from weather and elemental catastrophes to the wars on Mother Earth's children everywhere. The Devic realm is just as fed-fucking-up as humans at this point. There is much power there. We have just forgotten to spend due time on that relationship, wandering traumatized through centuries in a materialist dream-scape. Entice the Devas to arise and see our determination and commitment to join in alliance, and assess our worthiness to stand with them in the great circle and net of protection needed to be bound stronger than ever now. Our companion-species, as well as local wild-species friends, are the perfect messengers and representatives of the Devic world. Tell them everything, all your thoughts and desires. Mantra, dance, sing, drum, mudra...it all works.
Right now I guarantee that all the Pueblos, Navajos, Apaches and their neighbors are doing this very thing with maximum power, since I've received emails and I-mails to that effect.
Wildlife is taking a monstrously huge hit right now, as they did in the Gulf of Mexico. Bird young are just hatching or have not fledged. Many parents are reluctant to abandon their young.

Situation is: there is an area at Los Alamos where they blew up over 100 tons (or was it 200?) of DU in the woods; there are tons of dioxin and PCBs also in the forest. Nice. And the fed "monitors" aren't monitoring these pollutants. Can't trust anything they say anyway.
My attitude is that, since the Santa Fe, Española, and Albuquerque economies are intimately tied to the Los Alamos, Sandia labs and peripheral industries, basically the whole damn state and most businesses, except the tourism sector, is guilty of participation in this demonic agenda, and there is gonna be karmic hell to pay. I despise the ignorant humans everywhere here who happily go about blindly living out their "freedom" and "merkin way of life" in their Range Rovers and Lexuses and Hummers while spitting and shitting on our Mother . The air and the light is totally surreal. Animals are agitated; my cat doesn't want to go outside. Many friends have packed up their kids and headed off to Colorado.We hear strange bombers flying overhead above the smoke at night - not 'tankers' - and we wonder about our gardens...
We of course are deeply disturbed at what the demonic militarist evil empire is doing from Mexico to Afghanistan to Gaza to Libya and everywhere in between, but dealing with the land and wildlife here is about all we can handle. At least the fucking death-cult Labs are shut down, even though it's now the largest fire in New Mexico history at 103,000 acres and still 3% containment.

My final question is: IF THEY CAN STEER RAIN INTO NEBRASKA AND SOUTH DAKOTA (see the radar signatures), CAN THEY STEER RAIN AWAY (AND INCREASE WIND) IN NEW MEXICO AND ARIZONA???? Locals, btw, say they've never experienced continuous winds for so long in their lifetimes.

More Ecstatic Sufi Soul

2011-06-20T13:26:00.000-07:00


Vaisnava Meets Sufi, Akbar Looks On (source)

Well,...snow on the mountaintops on June 20!

A good friend just turned me on to this channel and group [links below]. A music studio in Pakistan, sponsored by Coke (yes, that one!), that's producing video and audio of some of the finest contemporary South Asian musicians. What I hear is some of the best collaborations and arrangements of Eastern and Western music out there today - to me, a perfect balance of virtuosity and instrumentation from both sides. And I mean really "out there", in the highest sense, in particular Sufi soul music and poetry.
Go to COKE STUDIO HOMEPAGE or COKE STUDIO YOUTUBE CHANNEL to listen and/or view many extraordinary sessions. I am posting just three examples, two by the legendary Abida Parveen, and one by Saieen Zahoor. [That's all I could manage to load today, due to being on dial-up.]

I can't think of much to say these days on a mundane or spiritual level, concentrating more on the musical side of things and other non-verbal expressions (with humans and animals), because that's what does it for me, especially in these hard times. And hard times is what's goin' down in Pakistan and the whole of South Asia. I can't think of anything better to do here than spreading the awesome sacred music of the people of these lands. They are all Love Tribe, and my heart goes out to them as they have given me the greatest joys of my sojourn on this Earth. The YouTube comments also clearly express the brotherhood and mutual respect between the varied cultures in this part of the world, contrary to media lies.

[translation]
O my Master
When the invisible revealed himself
He changed his name from Ahad (the One) to Ahmad (the commendable Prophet)
By illuminating this world and the world after
Bahu, who was hidden, also came forth
Allah, My Master
My Beloved has come to my abode
(And when he revealed Himself), my heart could hear the din even within
The one who is unaware is equal to one who is a non-believer
My spiritual guide taught me this
My eyes opened from devotion
I have betrothed my life to Him
I have devoted my life to him
I earned such love
That I realized what death is even before dying
And so discovered the eternal truth
My Beloved has come to my abode
(And when he revealed Himself), my heart could hear the din even within
My Protector…
Ali…
Ghous and Qutab would not come to the levels set
But lovers go beyond that
The levels that lovers reach
Ghaus is unaware of those
Divine lovers remain in unification
For they reside every where yet nowhere
I can sacrifice myself for those
Those who in His proximity
My Beloved has come to my abode
(And when he revealed Himself), my heart could hear the din even within
When I was me, I couldn’t see Him inside
Now that He is apparent, I can no longer see myself anywhere
When that veil of darkness was lifted
There was no need to light a lamp
My Beloved has come to my abode...
I am a puppet, the strings in my Beloved’s hands
I dance in a trance for my love, the way my Beloved wishes
My Beloved has come to my abode...
Bullah, He came and gave me hope
My Protector
Ali

[translation]
You read to become all knowledgeable
But you never read yourself
You run to enter your mosques and temples
But you never entered your own heart
Everyday you fight Satan
But you never fight your own Ego
Bulleh Shah you try grabbing that which is in the sky
But you never get hold of what sits inside yourself
Stop it all my friend
Stop seeking all this knowledge my friend
Only an Alif is what you need
God is Greatness, God is All
I shall follow the Jogi (ascetic/Sufi)
Those who deny the strength of Truth
God does not give them courage
We have drowned in the river of Self
The boat and the flowing waters do not matter

[translation]
O my creator… my lord…
I am famous for my affair with Him
(For that love) infinite sorrows and pain have been repressed
Give me the potion that you gave to Shibli and Mansoor
So that I (Baidam) am also intoxicated by this wine
I am famous for my affair with Him
The tradition of loving God is unique indeed
He who loved God the most, could never be idle again
I am free, I am shelter-less
Wherever I am, I am the whole universe
And though God has no abode but his creation’s heart
All I want to know is that where do I reside?
The sky and earth, and everything in between, cannot contain your being
It is only my heart where you can reside
But where God lives, I am just a speckle there
For him who wants to have a presence, it’s only dust (ash) at his threshold, which can have alms

Grandpa's Catfood Vouchers

2011-06-18T14:10:00.000-07:00

Señor Coyote made his appearance in the afternoon in the back yard recently, and the tribe has been serenading the full moon for a while now every evening. We're relieved, and as well for the City council endorsing the state-wide initiative against all trapping on public lands. The fight will be uphill with the psycho bitch governor and her minions, I'm sure, but the vote was unanimous and there's some big name backers on board.

I'm pretty sure the Paul Watson video (Whale Warrior) I posted recently has been pulled. It probably violated copyright codes, in which case I would maybe have to side with Capt. Watson or the producers if it was posted against their wishes. I however do feel it is such an important film, that it wouldn't hurt to have as many views ASAP. I would suggest looking for screenings in your area. Maybe the DVD is for sale?

I bring it up from having had the opportunity to view all 7 parts eventually later, and what I came away most moved by is the answer Capt. Watson gave to an interviewer onboard at sea to a question about his values and mission:

"It's dangerous & humiliating. The whalers killed whales while green peace watched. Now, you don't walk by a child that is being abused, you don't walk by a kitten that is being kicked to death and do nothing. So I find it abhorrent to sit there and watch a whale being slaughtered and do nothing but "bear witness" as they call it. I think it was best illustrated a few years ago, the contradictions that we have, when a ranger in Zimbabwe shot and killed a poacher that was about to kill a black rhinoceros and uh human rights groups around the world said "how dare you take a human life to protect an animal?" I think the rangers' answer to that really illustrated a hypocrisy. He said "Ya know, if I lived in, If I was a police officer in Harrari and a man ran out of Bark Place Bank with a bag of money and I shot him in the head in front of everybody and killed him, you'd pin a medal on me and call me a national hero. Why is that bag of paper more valued than the future heritage of this nation?"
This is our values. WE fight, WE kill, WE risk our lives for things we believe in... Imagine going into Mecca, walk up to the black stone and spit on it. See how far you get. You’re not going to get very far. You’re going to be torn to pieces. Walk into Jerusalem, walk up to that wailing wall with a pick axe, start whacking away. See how far you’re going to get, somebody is going to put a bullet in your back. And everybody will say you deserved it. Walk into the Vatican with a hammer, start smashing a few statues. See how far you’re going to get. Not very far. But each and every day, ya know, people go into the most beautiful, most profoundly sacred cathedrals of this planet, the rainforests of the Amazonia, the redwood forests of California, the rainforests of Indonesia, and totally desecrate & destroy these cathedrals with bulldozers, chainsaws and how do we respond to that? Oh, we write a few letters and protest; we dress up in animal costumes with picket signs and jump up and down; but if the rainforests of Amazonia and redwoods of California, were as, or had as much value to us as a chunk of old meteorite in Mecca, a decrepit old wall in Jerusalem or a piece of old marble in the Vatican, we would literally rip those pieces of shit limb from limb for the act of blasphemy that they’re committing but we won’t do that because nature is an abstraction, wilderness is an abstraction. It has no value in our anthropocentric world where the only thing we value is that which is created by humans."

I don't know if that's the entire exact quote - I got it off 'wikiquote' - the video is now scrubbed. I think he had the word 'genocide' in there somewhere too....and something about 65 million years' worth of extinction in last 60 years....oh yeah, and about those wacky Chinese and their obsession with consuming powdered penises of most of the endangered animal bredren on the planet.
Now there's a problem for the brilliant Asian scientific minds to occupy their "research" time on and sink their teeth into! Especially after the HUMAN BREAST MILK breakthrough/success (from cloned cows) - almost ready for the supermarket shelves. As did the New Zealander geniuses btw (from cloned goats). Year two thousand and eleven in the Kaliyuga, and Koreans still eatin' dogs ('sexual prowess' or somethin-er-other) as they crank out those Hyundais, Samsungs, and all the other assorted plastic crap for the dumbass 'merkins.
Dogs. Well, a Jewish Israhelli court ordered the stoning of a dog charged with trespassing (in the courthouse) while embodying the spirit of a formerly expelled judge who had been cursed by associates to transmigrate into that form....

Getting burnt out on the unveiling yet? Could we have made this shit up? Did we? Back in those bad acid days?
No more ethnic studies in that shitty little state of Arizona's schools. Them and Colorado and Texas...WTF is up with these assholes surrounding us in the Southwest? Oh, right, we are too...more new fires today, south of Tucson, while we ponder their genius cutting of forest-fire budgets for 2011.
This just in: Jesus is gettin' real pissed that we haven't used up the planet yet, so the flock needs to get busy [busier?]. Nope. Didn't make it up. Came out of a politician's bum-hole.....As "turey" quoted the Jamaican saying, "di higher di monkey climb, di more him batty show". Ok, you can call it 'apocalyptic'. I don't care anymore. Laughing so's you don't cry is the current mantra.
Uh huh, they want to make more "reforms"....SoylentGreen Inc. will just send grandpa his monthly allotment of coupons for chemical food-like substances and a KingKitty FancyFeast variety-12-pack. Food Stamps: too inefficient, sorry.
The whole food thing is so fucked. Because of the win-win floods [to the extinctionists] on our biggest river systems, we have the corn price doubling from last year's....nice, huh? AND...GMO seeds just a'washing on down South with the currents. It's only half begun....Can't....find.....words....anymore.
Must be some way outta here [said the joker to the thief, too much confusion, can't get no relief, etc etc]

Back in the 'hood....we passed the "Snake Capture-and-Release" course last week. Safely moved two rattlesnakes into and out of a container. Just needed to focus on the reptilian world for a time, while I continue with the bird-world explorations. [guess it's a Shaivite thing (grin)] Many endangered harmless snakes around, and cops have a habit of pulling their guns when called on a snake situation. Or the locals just assume they're all 'possessed' creatures, and grab the nearest weapon. The teacher has done hundreds of snake relocations, as well as managed snakes for the film industry. I'll have to get me some kevlar or plastic chaps ("gators"), then be on call if needed. I got plenty respect for serpent power and the danger involved, but feel comfortable in the endeavor. There was that year in Delhi when I passed some daily quality time with the snake clan family set up in front of Humayun's Tomb in Nizamuddin. Those guys grabbed wild cobras out of old rock walls, with their bare hands, to add to their show. That shit's multigenerational, of course. Here we use long tools/hooks.

Hubble "Owl Goddess"

Good sessions with new Owl friend, we'll have our second outing next week with kids. We're both getting more relaxed with each other, or at least he's accepting that he's assigned to 'school' me and he's stuck with the situation. He is "getting up" on my hand and letting me tie the jesses without too much resistance. But definitely making me do MY half of the 'work'.

Lying Down For Justice: The POSCO Satyagraha in Pictures
[Satyagraha: truth-force/love-force/soul/force/truth-insistence]

All photos: POSCO Pratirodh Sangram Samiti

This is just more ongoing attempts at environmental and cultural destruction insanity in India in the State of Orissa. A steel corporation from Korea is basically GIVEN tribal agricultural land to plunder; goddamn people in the way, bring in the army (India's "Green War"), people decide on satyagraha move to lay down on the ground surrounding village with CHILDREN AND WOMEN bravely taking to the front lines. See for yourself.

India is also just going through a scandal involving the arrest of a famous yoga guru for fasting against the national mafiacracy-cum-govt corruption, the arrest viewed by tens of thousands. The Oriya kids' satyagraha was also all over newspapers and teevee. Impossible to hide anymore, eh?

Did I mention I despise slimy rich Indians? All fanatics, Ram/Krishna-capitalism or whatever...is their excuse. They hate their tribal past, but love their SUVs and 'mobiles'.

Offended? It's not personal. We're equal opportunity haters here - of all slimy rich morons and planet-rape-enablers.

Have to end this with a word from writer/researcher/blogger A.Peasant -
"this is a guerrilla war
we are the guerrillas.
our terrain is the emotional world.
our language is love.
they don't know our terrain.
they don't speak our language.
and we greatly outnumber them.
draw them out and pick them off.
your weapon is the truth.
use it."

Killing Innocence - The Wetiko Obsession

2011-06-04T16:35:00.000-07:00


Shiva Family by Kailash Raj, from exoticindia.com

The thoroughly sickening situation regarding kids in our Wetiko-infested world has been brought up in dramatic fashion in recent days, both in S&MSM and in the blogosphere, with articles describing the prison-model school environments and the almost uncountable abuse scandals involving those self-imagined "elites" of the corporate and political spheres, and their massive support-systems of minions. I hesitate to use the word 'abuse', because it comes nowhere close to the actuality of what is and has been for decades and even centuries taking place in the rarified worlds of 'our lords and masters'. We also don't really know where to draw the line that separates the 'minions' and the majority of the human race as it exists today in all of the so-called 'civilized' countries, including amerika, europe, and many places in the middle-east. Almost everyone has a bloody hand in this despicable business, just by participating in the great lies of human 'culture', political, social, financial, and religious. What the 'elites' do filters right on down to our very neighborhoods and cities, and touches all our lives, and is an intricate part of everything that goes on culturally all around us all day every day.

There truly is a War On Kids taking place. It is a subset of the universal War On Life, which prominently features an ongoing War On The Feminine, from girl-child to Mother Earth and everything between. It's also astonishing how many elite, or elite-wanna-be, female-gendered human imposters participate in this abomination. The bitch whore Clinton, like her bitch whore predecessor, continues to express how "unfortunate" and "regrettable" child- and women-deaths in Afghanistan are. Maybe the 'liberals' express it more often, while the 'conservatives' merely growl and mumble something about 'law of the jungle' and 'freedom isn't free', but it's all meaningless posing for their fellow demons and the fellating media gentlemen and ladies of the dark. And everyone who watches, listens, believes, and takes seriously the monstrous cover-illusion being propagated is equally responsible and damned. All mouthpieces who espouse these overwhelming current trends of disenfranchising women and children already on the edge of survival, in the media, the legislatures, and corporate offices need to have their identities recorded and ultimately taken out back and.....well, whatever seems appropriate. Timing is of the essence.
There is a new film on the festival circuit entitled "THE WAR ON KIDS". A trailer and more info is up on the website. Haven't seen it yet, but reckon it's sufficiently horrific.

How in freakin hell, I'm just asking, can something like what we're living in - this race toward total omnicide on all fronts, especially targeting women and children - possibly be believed to be simply arising out of a mutational freak of 'human nature', when we certainly know within ourselves that nothing of the kind of psychosis exhibited existed in our Divine Self at the time of our birth, nor did it apparently exist at any significant level in societies 5000 years previous. Something deeply 'other' has infected and effectively destroyed the 'humanity' - the interconnected human being - of most of the species. The Gnostic and the Vedic and the Indigenous traditions all can lead us to personally and collectively discovering the origins of the world-destroying plague - termed 'demigods' by some, Wetikos by others, but as to a remedy we seem to be left with only self-discovery by whatever means we can muster to re-connect with higher levels of Spirit, including ancestral, Devic, angelic, avataric allies, animal familiars, and such; and if we are graced with karmic fortune, a connection to a living realized being(s) present today in our midst. Basically, all this just leads to a deeper awareness of our own mortality, and the impermanence of all things, as well as the placement of the unborn/undying Self at the center of creation. But we have some inborn sense that Life in this dimension is meant to continue, that youth and innocence are to be treasured and protected, and we carry a debt to those who, in the time of our own innocence, nurtured and bestowed upon us the gifts of overstanding and necessary skills to pass on faithfully like we been told...

The demons apparently figured out a while ago that targeting innocence for destruction is guaranteed to create mass insanity in any species.
In my small world I see astonishingly advanced children almost daily, kids with remarkable abilities in creativity, mental acuity, healing abilities, and general spiritual awareness. I have to conclude that this is also the case in every village and urban environment in the world. I also see them being ruined by unimaginably powerful and numerous forces loose in their wonder-full worlds. The emotions generated sometimes make me unable to breathe while I witness or hear of the amount of senseless abuse going on around where I am (and around the world). And even in our small town the headlines read: "Teachers to be laid off", while millions of scarce dollars are used to build 1) a "judicial complex" [read: huge jail, more cops, more psycho judges]; and 2) a "sports complex/'eco-park'" [to attract more mafioso 'sports' franchises to attract more asinine patrons to the infestation of casinos littering our Rio Grande valley]. Meanwhile the epidemic of child-abuse, battered women, and incest proceeds unabated. I won't even get into the habitat destruction involved in these insane projects....

I have to re-quote blogger A. Peasant here, because I've never found a more perfect statement on the overall world situation with respect to our children, and the shared sentiments of many of us as parents and grandparents -
"The harm to children reverberates in the space that connects the society of normal people. It rips a hole in that divine space of creativity, of spirit, of love that normal people all share in their natural empathy which the media constantly tries to beat out of us with their steady stream of desensitizing violence and porn. And it hurts. You don't have to know the people to feel their pain. You can imagine it. You can empathize, you understand. Words are not necessary when you can feel these things, and it's normal to feel these things. It's universal. It's totally normal to want to rip somebody's jugular out with your bare hands if they hurt a child. That's normal. People don't need to apologize for those feelings, those raw instincts. It helps us survive. Even wild animals like elephants instinctively put their young in the middle of a circle when predators approach. So what is to apologize for? Are we not also created with everything necessary for survival, plus more? Damn straight. We're supposed to be this way, we were made this way and don't let anyone tell you otherwise."

So the word is that the new mutant bio-weapon combinate strain of e-coli in Europe TARGETS WOMEN, especially of child-bearing age. Is it all obvious enough yet?
Even better, it has been reported (in the f#%$& INDIA press!, later in UK and various alt. health sites) that in a Canada study of PREGNANT WOMEN living on a diet of GMO shit (yer basic 'supermarket' fare: GM soy, corn, potato), 93% were found to have the insecticidal protein from the "Bt" Mon-satan-o 'engineered' product IN THEIR BLOOD AND IN THEIR UMBILICAL CORDS, so it is clearly mutating the genetics of all future generations. A total Monsanto round-up needs to commence immediately. And world-wide.

Does anyone else find it interesting that ALL the non-human species

The Gentle Barn calf rescue

exhibit, on close observation, what we consider and understand to be the absolute essence of INNOCENCE? We have become an infected and toxic species imbedded within a natural Matrix of thousands of species hardwired to act in ways that preserve balance. The programming has attempted, and mostly succeeded, to entirely delete any consideration of balance, any hesitation to interfere with natural orders, any conscience to question any manner of manipulation of our environment and others who inhabit it, to enshrine our supposed "specialness" and "superiority" above all things of this world. The INNOCENCE, if noticed at all, is to be quickly dismissed from our minds.

That's how we get examples of heartless behavior like the ones previously exposed here last month and last year regarding the severe abuse of calves on 'dairy farms' (Conklin) in Ohio and (E6) in Texas. The ALF-type actions of the group MERCY FOR ANIMALS revealed what many of us have known goes on in "concentrated animal feeding operations (CAFOs)" in the horrific videos released and posted here.
Well, in the latter case, I am happy to report that felony animal cruelty charges have been leveled against the owner and a number of employees in the "E6" Texass case. Furthermore, an organization called THE GENTLE BARN, based in CA, recently covertly visited with the MFA infiltrator and managed to video the rescue of four chosen calves from the Texass operation. Sure, a drop in the bucket, but the symbology of this action is incredibly inspiring. The Gentle Barn sanctuary's particular focus is the use of all their formerly severely abused animals to assist in the rehabilitation of SEVERELY ABUSED CHILDREN. Many of the children are so traumatized that they cannot express their own painful inner world, but they are able to comprehend and relate to the animals' histories including their newfound freedom, joy, and healing. This has proven to have profound affects on the children's own ability to open and heal, as you might expect. I don't know, but this is an awfully bitchen phenomenon, having huge implications, in my view. A great example of 'right livelihood' and right use of an acquired environment/property.

As the director notes, "dairy farming [in today's world] = veal". That's the simple, stark reality. I have limited my personal dairy consumption to organic cheeses and half-and-half in coffee for last 30+ years. Too much time in India, intimately knowing my revered neighborhood cows, necessity of ghee for Ayurvedic health, [and possibly too many previous Indian lifetimes,] for me to give it up and go completely vegan. The height of sweetness is having the neighborhood cows drop by for a visit and a treat. Matter of fact, 9 cows and a calf just visited here as I took a break from writing this to finish the Cancer Moon plantings in the yard. Just a coincidence, I'm sure. They came by yesterday for the first time as I began this post in a bovine-loving state of mind.

Here's an ALF tribute video out of Spain that I recently came across, with excellent music to accompany the message. (Lyrics translated) [If you don't know the story of "Britches", HERE is the definitive video.]

Turning away from the 'paths'/wetikos, into sanity: Recommending an outstanding article authored by Prahlad Shekhawat entitled SUFISM TO COUNTER FUNDAMENTALISM over at countercurrents.org, an excellent source for all things South Asian.

"The great Mughal emperor Akbar was a keen follower of Khwaza Moinuddin and made annual pilgrimages to his tomb in Ajmer, India. He married a Hindu princess, gave her due respect and her son inherited the throne. He was fond of organizing Sufi dances and musical concerts. His empire extended from Kabul to parts of Burma....Akbar, although a devout Muslim evolved a composite multi-culture and encouraged rational enquiry and inter-faith dialogue to promote understanding and social harmony. Akbar founded a new all faith forum called 'Dine Ilahi' where scholars and spiritual leaders from all faiths were invited to dialogue and learn from each other’s point of view. In his autobiography, Akbar Namah, he affirmed: 'The various religious communities are treasures entrusted to us by God. We must love them as such. It must be our firm faith that He blesses every religion. The Eternal King showers his favors on all men without distinction'."

Aho, OmTatSat

Just Following Her Orders

2011-05-29T17:00:00.000-07:00

Goddess Bhairavi - exoticindia.com

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
Forever

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

Scanning the Linguistic Symbols of Karmic Floodwaters Rising

2011-05-08T23:28:00.000-07:00

Goyathlay/"Geronimo"

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 systems...you 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.

Exquisite Fearless Love

2011-04-29T12:26:00.000-07:00

Just to point out what the possibilities were/are on the New Earth Love Planet....if we get 'there'.
What we are/have been talkin' about,.....and including the techno gadgets we seem to love....like video cameras and deep-sea exploration gear and other cool stuff...which maybe are just transitional toys, like training wheels.
Uploaded Sept., 2010, showing the work of the Italian lady Cristina Zenato,
[website: http://www.cristinazenato.com/CZ.html]
With a fantastic sound track too!

This is the kind of shit that makes me tear up....spark the chalice and give thanks!

Staying Human On the Hell Tour

2011-04-23T12:28:00.000-07:00

Random rantings and ramblings, in a certain mood.....

I honestly don't know how many of us are left here on Planet Wetiko. I see millions of humanoid bodies out there walking and talking like they're for real, but most days when I circle up with the brethren and sistren I see that there's a clear distinction between those who express true humanness in speech and action and resonance, and those who look and act basically like automatons. The latter, though they say the right words to make one think they are participating in 'normality', actually make me feel like I'm watching a pre-scripted cartoon of something that just resembles some past memory of what life here once was, before the death of the earth-as-we-knew-it began. Whereas, when I'm in sane human company, the energy and the words and the emotional undercurrent are consistent with the reality of the time and terrifying situation which exists and is undeniable to anyone half awake. Business goes on as usual, the consumption of pure shit in the forms of 'food', sound-bites, useless trivial pursuits and death-culture-sourced items continues unabated, even accelerated. It's why I stay close to the farm.
I'm suffering from compassion-fatigue for the masses who can't find the strength to acknowledge the vibrations of the ghastly horrors occurring hourly and coursing through their nadis and meridians on a never-before-experienced level. Thresholds of unspeakable blasphemy are crossed every day and obliterated for eternity - far surpassing even the worst travesties committed over thousands of years of inhuman insanity toward the Life Matrix in which we are embedded. Wetiko-psychopaths of every 'race', in every land, in every level of society, boldly go where even demons formerly feared to tread. They are being told their demonic lords and saviors are even now visible on the horizon. The greater the horrific depraved blasphemies they commit, the greater will be their glory in the coming reign of the soulless overlords.

"Leaders", from neighborhoods to empires, in our "civilized" world, all exhibit the symptoms of wetiko disease and malignant narcissism. Wetiko disease is a syndrome. It has as many manifestations as there are individuals. It is not a 'black and white' disease like leprosy or the plague. It grows organically advancing and retreating with each psychological decision made by individuals maturing through time making choices on a daily basis, either accepting or rejecting self-destructive attitudes and propaganda/brainwashing, till it reaches the stage of metastasis and effectively rules the organism.
Too many people who act/speak outwardly 'humanitarian' and 'progressive', espousing the 'social contract', and yet privately are known by their children to never express parental love nor hugs nor tenderness. These are the "liberal" posers, often mere opportunistic empty suits, oblivious to their own hypocrisy in daily consumption practices. They are infected as surely as are the fascist 'true believers' of racist, militarist, religious fanaticism. Keeping the disease hidden. This is why, in one sense, the 'liberal-conservative' 'culture-war' is a bogus divide-and-conquer scam.

But, on the other hand, there's those clear memories of the 60s, where neighbors told me that their "kid will kill your kind someday" for protesting Vietnam, where former high school teachers spit in my face while blockading the induction center, where I was condemned for playing "commie, nigger-loving rock and roll". The conservative fundamentalist forces. Is there a difference between the conservative mentality and the Wetiko disease? Conserving...what? SELF-INTEREST, SEPARATION, BLINDNESS, IGNORANCE, SELF-HATE, AND LOVE-OF-DEATH AND THE GLORY OF PILLAGE AND RAPE? Life is dog-eat-dog, law of the jungle, look out for number one, blah blah... Snickering at the trophy-hunting in national parks and in Iraq. Whining about school lunches + spotted owls = national debt. A case in point: the Wolf Controversy. "States' rights" vs "big govt"? A state is a state is a state. Never mind ecological awareness and biological facts on the ground like this: The Yellowstone Success Story and Those Who Want to Kill It

Fundamentalism is fundamental to what, on a spiritual or temporal level? Who the fuck knows where these words come from? Reverse-Robin Hooding, 'varmint' extermination, drug-wars, dead-zone business models, carcinogenic happy meals, extinction economics, the list is endless. Repeating "the list is endless" is endless. The awful tide sweeping the planet is one of so-called "god-fearing", white-knuckle-death-gripping, fundamentalist, relatedness-denying insanity from every religion and political belief-system, reacting in spasmodic explosions to the clear impossibility of maintaining the denial of the self-created cosmic abomination unfolding before our eyes. Politicians and voting will surely fix it.

For those few of us left with strong spiritual immunity against wetiko, fast approaching terminal information overload, I think pro-active shunning is perhaps most called-for, along with critical discernment, natch. As far as the shunning goes, there should be NO MERCY given to the ID'd perps. That was always the way 'social deviants' were dealt with in indigenous societies - shunning and banishment.

Latest example from recent days of the wetiko fundamentalist plague is the torture and execution of the beautiful Italian brother Vittorio Arrigoni [pictured at top], the "stay human" guy, in Gaza, vilified in perfectly classic wetiko fashion by the zionazis. Whether his murder was the result of fundies of the "monotheism and holy war" jihadists or a mossad covert-op, both conservative fundamentalists, we regrettably 'may never know'. What we do know is that a new threshold has been crossed, and also that "Vik" was a true human being and shining example of wetiko-free selfless service to the Most High. No words are sufficient to express the tragedy of the senseless taking of this brother's life. May his soul rest in peace and receive the many prayers sent from around the world from all peace-and-Life-loving resistors of evil occupiers and down-pressers.

J. Vestergaard

A warning comes via the Sea Shepherds that the infamous "Grind" - massive dolphin slaughter - has begun, or will soon, in the Faroe Islands (between Denmark and Iceland). SSCS will attempt to obstruct/prevent this atrocity with unprecedented direct action this summer, by land, sea, and air (balloons?). This is another example of a completely wetiko-ised society. Obviously, sometimes something more than shunning is called for. Contact Prime Minister Johannesen at info@tinganes.fo, or Fisheries Minister Jacob Vestergaard at fisk@fisk.fo. ("Responsible management for a sustainable future") Advise these drunkards that the whole world will be watching.

Descending on this Earth Day into the absolute depths of hellish moronic depravity we visited the E6 Cattle Co.'s 10,000-head "dairy farm" in Hart, TX. [806-647-3744]
Last year's Ohio "dairy farm" abuse video from Mercy For Animals was extreme, but this one lowers the subterranean bar. (Is there any possible reason on earth to have 10,000-head dairy farms?) I'm not embedding this video.
Posted Thursday, this video, entitled NO MERCY, from MFA, reveals these "workers" "humanely euthanizing" calves with pick-axes and claw hammers. If you have nerves of steel, be prepared to scream and weep, or just skip to the music vids below.

I have to bring some serious joy, reflection, and positive vibes in; so these are some soul-healing moments from better days...
[somehow I had 5th row seat for this (grin)]

Calling Coyote

2011-04-04T12:25:00.000-07:00


Alexandre Hogue 1898-1994 "Mother Earth Laid Bare"

A coyote came tonight
I've been calling and praying
to the little ones:
"come near, stay on the ridge,
you are welcome, you are safe"
Was it he, or she?
I don't know, just "coyote"
Coyote began a song
and my heart jumped
I held my breath, turned my head to hear
a sense of relief, hopeful
but none joined Coyote
Alone he sang, a dog barked
Five times Coyote repeated the call
a second's pause between, to listen
Then the finale line
a descending 'S' curve to the fifth note below
My heart felt as to break

I will say more prayers,
more drumming softly tonight
Maybe others who survived the holocaust,
the holocaust of the infamous neighborhood trapper,
who, in perfect hubris, claimed
"we got 'em all",
the one who prompted the county petition,
maybe they will have heard
the lone coyote's song
but are not yet ready to sing
in their grieving, in their fear
I will call them with the drum
"here we are welcoming you home
It's been yours long before we came to this land
we will deal with the errant humans,
they will harm your families no more
in our little valley"

We lovers of life long to hear again
the natural overtone coyote choir,
the canine Nada Yogis
worshipping Luna's divine risings
(though tonight She was at Her darkest)
The Old Ones told us
"Coyote never dies"
(the conquistos never listened)
May it be so,
that we be again shown
the reflection of our foolishness,
in the resonating silence
of Coyote closing the circle
of our shared sanctuary


The Daily Coyote

Equally, may Mother Kali's protection
spread from this valley
throughout the earth
to all beings and all elements
forever honoring Her natural law
laughing at Coyote's antics
bidding good riddance to the humorless

The Wet's current big show, playing on every channel, beamed from every death-tower, extending to infinity in all directions: a rerun of the old Atlantis mega-spectacular, blockbuster, cinemascope epic with cast of billions and lone escaping heroes amidst crumbling crystal towers, or alternating with the Mars scenario referred to by DublinMick - ancient silent buildings, devoid of life - IS THIS THE BEST THEY CAN COME UP WITH? As they always give us 'previews', I guess the 2012 movie was just that, except that now they have to blame it on Surya or the Asteroid Belt (or Nibiru, for the ancient-conspiracy buffs). There's also The Road and Book of Eli, just to rub our faces in it. Can't finger the greed-heads, naturally, nor the automaton flouridated gazillionaire-worshippers. "We live, you die" 'cause you weren't smart, responsible, and survival-savvy enough to get that 4th mortgage to build your bunker or ferro-cement ark. (They say these days bunker construction is up 1000%.) Job creation, "turn that thing around", reboot the "dream". "Yes we can".
We KNOW where this leads. The despair vibrates like an earthquake through every cell of every being and living thing.
The casualties are everywhere mounting. The grief comes to us via phone, email, into our homes, on the web from the Gulf...

It began long ago, this 'religious' insanity. Just discovered from the late dynasties of Egypt: millions of dogs, cats, falcons, jackals, foxes, bulls and a few Egyptian mongooses found mummified in tombs.
Scientists have successfully introduced human genes into 300 dairy cows to produce milk with the same properties as human breast milk.
That'll help. More of the selfless, life-serving offerings of 'killing fields' masters on the board of Mon-satan-o and their death-cult friends.

While Xtians scan the waves of radioactive clouds for signs of their robed dude, Persians are preparing the welcome-home gala for al-Madhi, Hindus chant for Kalki's white-horse-drawn chariot, and israhellis slit the throats of more bulls to please yahoo's nostrils to put him in the mood to exterminate Palestinians and rebuild 'their temple'.
Never mind what Visible recently said: "Heaven begins where your feet touch the Earth."
Obviously the ravings of a "drugged-out narcissistic MK-Ultra, Manson-type activated sleeper-cell, with an asleep audience". Riiiiight.
Les' attackers have been on a rampage of late. Their religion is JudgMENTAL, Pseudo-Intellectual, Science-worshipping, Shadow-projecting, New-inquisition, Mind-numbingly elaborate word-salad, Oija-board-derived, Alcoholic, Malignant narcissism and all-around dorkism - posing as 'truth-seekers' and "the only group on earth who know shit". What-fucking-ever! I'm speaking of SOTT here. Everything sacred is purely intellectual to these psychopaths. And I have been waiting this whole apocalypse-time for them to finally self-expose their mean-spirited fat asses. As one commenter noted, "They believe themselves to be so righteous and untainted! Like Zaddokites from Dead Sea, receiving ready-made 'truths' from Archons."
Exactly. ARCHONS. "Themselves 'in the future'" - THEIR words. So...they NEVER lose their sick-ass closed-mindedness? Ever? Charming. So sophisticated. And, I'm sure, great appreciators of true 'art', 'poetry', 'music', 'humor'. Not.
As befitting "experts", they love to pile on mountains of endlessly redundant verbiage to encourage the readers' prostrations to their brilliantly stunted minds. I personally know several 8 year olds who can easily top their pontifications with one simple sentence. I'll link Visible's exquisite response HERE.
Their infantile vileness could land them on the same desert island or the same zoo with those North Carolina fighting-dog bestiality freaks, if their toxicity doesn't consume their forms first, that is. Death threats are the latest examples of these 'masters of projection'.

It's the Kali Yuga, and even though the 'word' is that Bhakti Yoga is the 'safest, sanest practice' for these times, I have to say that, as a musician, I've been dealing with its absolute corruption for over 20 years now. See, that's also part of the Yuga deal. EVERYTHING is upside-down and backwards. I'm just mentioning it for those who still think there are "safe" sanctuaries of spiritual practice. You should've got that by noticing where the general trends of "yoga" evolved here in the West. The bhakti yoga field is littered with hundreds of charlatans and millions of swooning followers who have no concept, nor interest, in the sacred musical practices, traditions, and compositions handed down for thousands of years from indigenous musical yogis from Asia, Africa, South America, Middle East, and the Pacific Islands and Turtle Island. Aspiring devotees have been easy pickings for ego-driven megalomaniacs with barely rudimentary knowledge of even western castrated tempered-scale obfuscations. Not that I'm really concerned with the real shit ever being 'lost'. Kind of like that Coyote thing.

While we endure the religious insanity and irrelevance pervading our Yuga matrix, and the "red herrings of the Right"-war on Life and Humans, the new nuclear war on the biosphere/compulsory genetic engineering, and the mandatory public donations to trillionaires, I would urge everyone to take a listen to what an actual religious, righteous, holy man in our midst said on this day 44 years ago. While many have heard excerpts, the entire speech of Dr. Martin Luther King has now been put up on YouTube last January. Well worth the time (57 min.), and you might hear some new terms, such as one describing the war-profiteering machine as a "demonic sucking tube". Heh.

Evil Anniversaries

2011-03-20T15:45:00.000-07:00

Another fine day on this perpetual "it's too early to tell"/"ongoing investigation"/"we may never know"-planet. Was that a HAARP or was it memorex/stuxnet? Do IMF and security companies cause meltdowns? Are ripped-off "Asian laborers" Palestinian terrorists? Who's made it to the final round in the "divinely ordained rule the world" sweepstakes? Which color of people are most superior in God's eyes, and who does He hate? Which children will have to be murdered to avenge the murder of those other children? Is seaweed on the prohibited list to be targeted by swat teams in health food stores? Should I be terrified that the zionist dominionists want to destroy the C-Steet dominionists? What could that mysterious substance found floating in the GOM be? How can I keep track of both the dead zones and the dead children? So many crucial questions that I must apply my fatigued, super-mooned brain to in order to put one foot in front of the other.

UPDATE: re:"Too early to tell" - More dead dolphins in GOM, "the top federal scientist investigating the deaths, revealed Wednesday that the government has yet to send any tissue samples for laboratory testing to determine a cause...She said that it would be months before any laboratory results would be available, and possibly longer before conclusions could be drawn...It is surprising that it has been almost a full year since the spill and they still haven't selected labs for this kind of work..."

Surprise surprise! So surprising...who'd a thought?

In some Eastern traditions they classify 9 emotions [rasas] in the human experience. They left out being fed-up. I felt that rasa this full moon, and don't feel like refraining from spitting some old toxic shit out.

The main tell-tale symptom of the Wetiko disease is racism. Racism is the most important product and primary underlying psychological tool of the infected populace of wetikos, both 'big' and 'small', aka "wets". For a complete analysis of this core feature, see the book Columbus and Other Cannibals. Racism has been the major force/weapon/delivery-system facilitating the spread of the disease, and it apparently originated or was 'reloaded' by some ancient entity (or entities) now known as 'Yahweh' and other names, signifying "the One God" embraced by the Judaic, Christian, and Muslim 'religions' today. The first two categories fully took the kool-aid, the latter not so much, of the racist ideology. Then there is the Hindu civilization. We don't really know when the "varna" system began (as it exists today), but there was undoubtedly an entity, or people brainwashed by the entity, who took control of the Hindu society at some previous turning of the Ages, and effectively created a formal 'caste' system with all it's intricate sub-categories, but primarily based upon blood-proportions of the indigenous vs the newer, lighter-skinned immigrants, invaders, or just plain 'power-over' lovers. The Brits found the scheme to their liking, and, resonating with their royalty-serf paradigm, wisely enhanced the mode even deeper.

Racism is behind the uproar over 'multiculturism' by certain historically-challenged groups whose hate is targeted at the concept of 'diversity', as if that is a dirty word, and isn't the way the world is. People scream and whine about it being the zionist/NWO/illuminati plot "to destroy Western culture, Christianity, and civilization in general", as if they aren't already well on the way of self-imploding. Excuse me, but aren't all the 'chaos/disorder-horrors' visited upon "1st world" countries [and "white people"] precisely originated in the unspeakably degenerate histories of cultural- and human-genocide perpetrated on the less-than-white societies around the world for x number of centuries? Please help me out here and name one that isn't. If your [our] moronic, butt-ignorant ancestors invade, enslave, torture, degrade, dehumanize, despot-ize, traumatize, cannibalize, destroying every shred of human dignity and natural and normal social order of a people - and then can't control your evilness forever (as well as your borders) - just what the fuck do you think will be coming to your shores? History is apparently not something deserving even the most miniscule consideration in this constant bloviating by this new class of self-perceived/self-righteous 'victims' of destruction of their 'way of life'. So, to everyone who wants to continue to whine about the "nigras", the "messicans", the "injuns", the "gypsies", the "radicalized moozlims", and all the other asinine labels for people "who are sponging off all our hard-earned tax dollars" - please all go fuck yourselves. You can't even figure out that the profiteers-of-previous-atrocities' heirs are the very ones turning your life into the nightmare that it has become. As a matter of fact, why don't you just eat shit and die, 'cause you're terminally infected and contagious to the rest of us, and your whining is a serious noise pollution and soul-drain. Oh wait, you're already doing that.

Two anniversaries almost coincide this week. Both are related to the most despicable forms of racism and wetiko plague. It is 8 years since the absolute, total destruction of the ancient ["sand-nigger"] Iraqi society began. The initial day of that (BushII) invasion came just 4 DAYS after the murder of the beautiful martyr to Life, sister Rachel Corrie, in the ongoing abomiNation of Israhelli-occupied Palestine. That paragon of wetiko-pus of a "society" has attempted, but still not achieved, for 60+ years, the total destruction of that indigenous culture. They have, however, managed to drive all of the children into constant death-wish mentality. Palestine, Iraq, Afghanistan, Pakistan, Iran - the intended holy domino theory, based on so-called 'religions' based on racism, wholeheartedly bought into and downed with a chaser of dead-dude-on-a-stick juice by millions of followers of a delusion that is the last thing needing destruction by an 'outside' force. Haiti, too, is a most telling example of extended wetiko history, beginning with the conquistador extermination of native population, through the 'old testament'-inspired slave trade, the rebellion and shamanic freedom struggle, all the way up to the oreo-cookie, zionist-ass-kissing peace laureate's psychopathic high-pressure scheming against the CIA-kidnapped democratically-elected leader, during his recent successful homecoming. Another glitch in the wetiko-matrix. Expect more of the same, as best-laid plans swirl the bowl in coming days and weeks.

But let's return to the subject of the racist '94%' POS 'religious' criminal-syndicate headquarters, its ridiculously evil leaders and their ideologies, temporarily existing in the bad-acid dream of the present temporal earthly reality, and the reasons why Ms Corrie, the "martyr-saint for the pro-terrorist lobby"/"St. Pancake"/"dangerous, clueless fanatic", died 8 years ago on March 16. It may have had something to do with the fact that, by one count, 45,000 Palestinians have been killed in last 10 years. Or maybe that between 4 and 5 Palestinian children have been killed every week for the last 10 years, in the largest concentration camp in history. What the hell, it only cost dumb-ass amerikans 3 TRILLION bucks for the servicing to their 'holy' god, book, and savior as foretold of old.
Rachel's martyrdom changed nothing, nor did even the subsequent attacks on, and killings, of other international solidarity workers, nor did the Mavi Marmara atrocity. The 'settlements', the asinine press-coverage favoritisms, the tree/crop demolitions, the house-razings, the head-shots to kids, the border-crossing deaths, the starvations, the drone-bombings, the well-poisonings, the evictions of the un-chosen, the imprisonment and tortures, the organ-harvestings, spitting on school-kids, the theft of everything not nailed down - all of it has continued and increased as the wetiko scum bask in the glory of their imagined approaching world-conquest. Sure, its the same old same old picture of the Roman empire, the conquistadors in the 'new world', in Africa, in Asia; and the same as amerika's 19th and 20th century adventures so heroically described in the history books, and continuing in hundreds of psychopathically despotic countries set up by the superior light-skinned ones, in service to revered ancient old testament mythologies. And its all connected. Connected by association and proscription from the fake holy scriptures of fake religions, so far removed from anything truly spiritual that anyone with a shred of 'humanity' finds it impossible to grasp.

If anyone feels the need to refresh, by example, their memory of recent wetiko/cannibalistic behavior on the part of the 94%-ers, let's throw up a recap of credible observations made during what was designated Cast Lead 15 months ago. ['Cast Lead': also a practice utilized for internal ingestion to punish non-confessors during that holy, centuries-long period known as the Inquisition - so, a clever turn of phrase, perhaps to throw in a bit of one-upmanship?]

Remember this stuff? -
Pregnant women walking to maternity hospitals bombed by drone missiles, legs destroyed by DIME
All pregnant women giving birth prematurely
100s of infants, toddlers, targeted by snipers to the head, no exit, brain destroyed
Ambulances targeted with missiles
Families ordered out of homes to shelters, then bombed
Families ordered out of homes, children head-shot, elderly carrying white flags sniped
'White phosphorus' burning 100s children to black charcoal
Hospitals targeted with missiles
Summary execution of all males in homes, women & children locked in, then bombed
Mass live burials of captive civilians with bulldozers
Food markets targeted with missiles
Wells, water treatment targeted with missiles
UN relief trucks targeted with missiles
UN shelters targeted with missles
Red Cross vehicles and facilities targeted with missiles
Massive use of cluster bombs in densest population on earth
Tanks rolling over toddler corpses in the streets
Snipers shooting at families for days trying to rescue corpses of infants from dogs (trained, as in Sabra/Shatila), till nothing left
Propping up dead children to use as target practice
DIME weapons targeting children, infants, women - shredding lower bodies, destroy internal organs
Executing parents in front of children
'Sophie's choice' shooting of kids in front of parents
Organ harvesting of captive civilians


Palestinian Pieta, Ben Heine

Shit wall-graffiti and clothes for toilet paper

Its the 21st century. We've come a long ways. This type of "shit happens in war". But 'war', though it sometimes looked like this in the past, is now purely a rampaging of armed-to-the-teeth absolute chickenshits against oppression-resisting defenseless civilians. Though examples of this kind can be found throughout the wetiko-ized world, there is no clearer example of this than Palestine. This is what Rachel Corrie stood her ground against on that infamous day 8 years ago last week. She will be remembered long after fake, "I'll never lie"/"beyond racism"/"first black [droner-in-chief] what-ever"'s bones have disintegrated in the radioactive dirt of our franchise capitol of the zionazi dream...and all the rest of the big-wetiko-enterprise supporters have exited/raptured stage-right to their promised trans-Nibiruan hell-planetoid as foretold in my personal made-up mythology.
Racism is something discarded many stages of evolution before one gets to all the rest of the bs-isms, including and especially speciesism, so, how's it all gonna go down this time?


Airport Nurse-in, Erin Currier

Heard this yesterday....simple and direct lyrics, memory-evoking sound of the previous Uranus-Pluto era of our youth.

...And here's some images of Real Life, in it's authentic spring-time, full moon manifestation, as it bursts forth in beauty and joy, "the way it is":

What More Can You Say?

2011-03-17T11:46:00.000-07:00

Viral video (3 million +) below. Accompanying comments say these friends are in veterinary care.
I think I have said about all I can about human loss of sanity, the alienation from the natural world, the takeover of all social systems, the karma of materialist pursuits, the abandonment of the social contract, the ignorance of interdependence, the cowardice and failure to act decisively against the wetiko pandemic, and all that has gone the way of cumulative degeneration of consciousness over the past 10 thousand years.
I, with the local clans and posses, now remain in constant prayer, ceremony, and service to all our relations in whatever ways present themselves, in these moments and hours remaining to celebrate the incomparable gift of human birth on our Mother planet in communion with our wise teachers such as those depicted here. Protect and love.

Another example from recent Brazil floods and mudslides....

The video, the unceasing teaching transmission:

A new friend who yesterday gifted us with 2 prayer feathers:

Cove Guardians Safe in Japan, Tsunami of Change

2011-03-12T15:30:00.000-08:00

URANUS ==> ARIES; NO MORE BREAKS

From Steve Thompson: (via Cyber Whale Warrior)
"I’m looking for iodine pills in reaction to the Fukushima nuclear release. Japan has not always been forthright in open and honest regarding health issues...
Taiji dolphins pens were pushed into the rocks in six surges. Cries were audible to Aussie observer. He is trying to leave town.
Kansai area (Osaka, Kobe, Kyoto seem unaffected by the waves or earthquake damage)....
Screams were heard from dolphins from an Aussie near the area. He went safely up Tsunami Hill. Sorry to report that none of the dolphins were seen to have escaped. Boats did get out to ride out the waves."


Steven Thompson in The Cove

From Sea Shepherd web site:
"After more than twenty-four hours since we last heard from them, Sea Shepherd Director of Investigations Scott West was able to call his wife Suzanne to report that he and the entire Sea Shepherd Cove Guardian crew are alive and unharmed.
They had to abandon their two cars in the devastated port city of Otsuchi where they spent the night on a hill. The entire town around them was destroyed. They walked out over scattered debris, roads that were completely wiped out, and walked past numerous dead bodies amidst piles of rubble. At one point yesterday they saw and heard a woman in the water screaming for help, but she was washed out to sea before they could do anything to rescue her.
The Cove Guardians went to Otsuchi to document the slaughter of Dall’s Porpoise. Every year the fishermen slaughter over 20,000 of these gentle creatures. They had just filmed a fishing boat returning from a porpoise hunt when they saw the water in the harbor receding and they immediately headed for high ground. The time from the Earthquake to the Tsunami striking Otsuchi was about eight minutes.
The Cove Guardians were right in the midst of the most devastating Tsunami to ever hit Japan, and we are thankful they have all survived and are well."

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Otsuchi, Japan - Credit: Sea Shepherd

At this point, the world is watching how many nukes are gonna blow - the ones made by GE, owners of S&MSNBC. And there have been, what, 500+ aftershocks? It's all about the 'high ground', in all senses, now. And miso and seaweed.

Still trying to get my head around the seemingly all-pervasive death-wish of the human race. The only thing I can think of is the ten thousand year old wetiko infection that's now near universally accomplished. Sorry, all you "detached" spiritual types, I just don't buy the Divine Plan concept, but see the necessity of periodic purification. Like, maybe some amusement park day-trip 'dream' to experience, for a moment, this Island of Jewels planet through the eyes, ears, and noses of wolves, bison, coyotes, cats, hawks, dolphins - then go back to some timeless frolicking in the godhead? Yes, we're all "just passing through", but not just once, obviously. Boddhisatva-ship idea is interesting, yet I never got that it was the whole story. Never could trust any religions, either. Could there be a soul upgrade to another plane/planet/cosmos where we and all our resonating souls (of plants, seas, mountains, animals, clouds, lightning) get to hang, without the shithead life-haters, and create and develop our love-personhood?
Some tiny number of us have been there, done that, yet none but a few indigenous people have shared knowledge with us about multi-species consciousness. There's so much beauty virtually unexplored for so many millenia. What kind of a cockamamie idea was it to put dozens of nuclear plants on an island smack in the middle of Earth's biggest earthquake zone? Asian cultures are no wiser than any other place. You'd think after Hiroshima...But they genocided the Aino long before, and succumbed to "kingship", anti-life 'honor'-codes, and racism and all the other wetiko symptoms, total fear of 'rocking the boat', and chosen denial of the obvious - they were rejecting authentic Life and humility for materialist illusion. So, exactly as in the West. The West's tsunami-moment will also come, and these disasters, human and environmental, are tragic in the extreme. We have to do it all 'the hard way', always have, apparently. They were eating entheogenic mushrooms 6000 years ago in Spain and 9000 years ago in Algeria. Religions took care of that, or at least they thought so. Anyway, the main thing brought away from that sacred medicine route is an erasure of the fear of death. I don't fear death, nor whatever follows, but would be sad to lose the immediacy of infinite beauty here, as well as feeling all the shit, the emotions, the bodily interpenetration of all elements and consciousnesses, the love - expressed through sound, visual-art, motion, pulse/wave, touch and body-language - expressed by all life-forms. We've come so far in our human culture to announce that 'science' discovered that a chicken expresses empathy among its kind. One more example to me that we are probably in for a planetary "restart", and that's probably why I'm contemplating the Japan earthquake/tsunami being a major part of the coming attractions for the majority of life-forms; and what is really truly important at this moment in the now to move toward next, out of the stillnesses. Most likely: what's in front of my face and needing to be done, and what is required by those around me. I won't be workin' a sandwich-board and waitin' around for the dude-in-robes to arrive on a cloud. Just hope 'they' stay mostly out of our way in the time we have left here.

A 60+ year old Albatross mom, named "Wisdom", with her newest chick:

Close to my age, but definitely seen more of the world...

Girls' "Song of Peace" from movie "Swing" by Tony Gatlif:

Lyrics in Romany, Arabic, French, and Yiddish -
Dear friends,
I've got drunk.
Fully drunk.
Full of unchangeable love.
The love that never gives me up.
Come to sing.
Drink as the order.
To get drunk.
All is filled.
All will be...
...empty.
Let the soul...
...filled with love.
For the fire of love.
We burnt our skins.
To empty ourselves.
We are filled with love.....

Coyote Medicine and Falling Kings

2011-02-26T14:18:00.000-08:00

I'm trying to get my contacts in Libya to send me some of those Al-CIAduh/Osama hallucinogenic soft-drinks that are all the rage with the young set. Maybe some will be sent with the food packages coming from the people of Cairo, Egypt to the commie insurgents occupying the Statehouse in Madison, WI (as reported is happening on DemocracyNow!).
Noting that words appearing on radio/teevee include: sociopaths, cannibals, over-reaching, non-human, surreal, and, well, just keep your ears tuned...

EXTRAORDINARY UPDATES:
JAPAN'S WHALING FLEET HAS CALLED IT QUITS IN THE SOUTHERN OCEAN.
TAIJI, JAPAN, HAS CLOSED THE DOLPHIN "HUNTING" SEASON EARLY.
These are new updates from Sea Shepherd Society and the Cove Guardians!!!!!!!

Stillborn calves (courtesy of Monsatano), starving Bald Eagles falling from the sky and 1300 feeding at the Vancouver dump due to extincting of salmon, while 12 times the normal occurrences of stillborn and aborted Dolphin fetuses seen on the Florida beaches tells me that my brain hard-drive is maxed plus many other assorted danger signals which cannot be accessed at this time....try again later.

So, had another brief exchange with the "spanish" neighbor whose son is soon proudly headed for the .mil grinder, who recently bragged about their brave bear kills last year. ("Spanish" means proud direct descendant of conquistador wetikos.) He asked about my chickens. I told him I had 7, lost two from coyotes. I had also lost 2 cats the same way. But the thing is: I kinda made a deal with the coyotes, talking to them, praising their beauty and welcome presence, much the same as is extensively described in Derrick Jensen's book "A Language Older Than Words" (one of the most important ever written). I also tightened up security around the chickies and trained the cat to come inside at sundown. No cats or chicks taken in many months now, neither from us nor our neighbors. Then he mentioned that his bro up the road figures he "got all of them now" by trapping/shooting - the coyotes, that is. WTF? WHAT....THE....FUCK? Geezus H. fucking god damn kryste. Look up the statistics on local losses due to coyotes. Diddly squat. Just what the hell kind of f-ing revolution are we talking about here, hoping for, in this wonderful time of humanoid harvesting? "Freedom", "jobs", "benefits", "collective bargaining", "dictators", "CEOs", "banksters",...all this "corruption" OVER THERE, OUT THERE. Stupid doesn't know how coyotes self-reanimate LOL! Nevertheless, may your tribe flourish forever, little ones. When will humans get around to having a thought about the "rest of us/all our relations", bowing to the Mother? 2093? 3012?


Hopi Peaks - Bholanath 1982

One of our greatest joys living here in the mountains is listening every evening to the WONDERful songs of the young and old coyotes, as we relax into contemplation of the beauty surrounding and above us in the heavens. We can track the lunar cycles by the songs and joyfulness of the beloved four-leggeds, and even the wingeds.
NOW THERE'S JUST A DEATHLY SILENCE. The silence/"peace" of death. Like the "peace" so wished for in a certain middle-eastern abomiNation. Like the silence after the incest in the household rampant in these parts. Like the silence after the Afghan parents "burn their own children". Screw all these cannibals, can I get my exit visa now, please? If you want to be really grossed out, check out all the "varmint killing hobbyist" sites on the web (rabbits, foxes, raccoons, squirrels, coyotes, wolves...) with their high-tech gizmos.


Swayambhunath Stupa 1969

THE MENTAL MAN
The mental man
with natal mercury-pluto conjunct
Hanuman + Shiva
messenger of the wind + destroyer of illusion;
The drummer - student of cycles and time;
The amnesiac natural mystic who
passed thru the gate of forgetfulness
losing his case in the court of the gods;
Entheogenically wishful purifier of the western scientific mind,
master investigative detective;
Unabashed bhakta who can't commit
to non-dualism;
Youthful dancer, runner, world-trekker,
blue-collar laborer, in a bothersome elder body;
A dirt-worshipping, indigenous-souled wasichu;
Undeserving recipient of untold gifts and graces
ripping through space-time/matrix-glitches;
A social man with a handful of human friends,
hundreds of furred and feathered dear-ones;
Love-person-in-training with too many teachers,
ambitions of creativity far beyond a single lifetime;
Iconoclast rebel gazing upon the chimes of freedom
and the singularity of divine embrace;
Pronouncer of ancient curses against the force-mode
holding back consummation of unity.
I admit to these and other charges.


Canyon de Chelly - Bholanth 1982

This one knows that earth-covering proliferation
of the wetiko disease is not merely an organic, natural
process of evolution of a trans-dimensional organism.
It is instead rather a cultivated, nurtured, fed, and protected
ghastly experimental "culture" growing in a global petri dish.
Unknown unknown is: the intent and the root source of the intent.

Is this what "the singularity" is about: all the stories becoming one story? Wetikos vowing to martyr themselves for God and Truth, while having no clue of either, as the true humans advance on their centers of imaginary powers? Wetikos spewing the exact same lines at all points on earth, nakedly exposing their depravity for the viewing pleasure of all, vowing to redouble their efforts for their demonic "lords" and imagined saviors?


Hopi First Mesa - Bholanath 1982

These days I'm reading the quintessential work on "wetiko disease", Columbus And Other Cannibals - The Wetiko Disease of Exploitation, Imperialism, and Terrorism, by Jack D. Forbes. Derrick Jensen, in the introduction calls it "the most important book ever written on one of the most important topics ever faced by human beings".
The book early on quotes the creation "myth" of the Mbya people of the Paraguayan jungles, part of which reads:
"Our First Father, the Absolute,
arose in the midst of the original obscurities....
...Having conceived the origin of the future human speech,
from the wisdom contained in his [Hummingbird] own divinity,
and in virtue of his creative knowledge,
He conceived the foundation of Love of One's Fellow Man,
Before the existence of the Earth,
in the midst of the original obscurities,
before having knowledge of things,
and in virtue of his creative knowledge,
He conceived the Origin of Love...."

What part of 'bad religion' don't you get?


Ganges, Assi Ghat - Bholanath 1969

The new (2008) edition of "Columbus" ends with the unpublished 1993 poem by Forbes (he was also founder of DQ University [Deganawida-Quetzalcoatl U.], in Davis, CA), entitled "The Universe is Our Holy Book". I cannot find the entire 20-page poem anywhere on the web, perhaps will put up at a later time. The poem begins:
The Universe is our Holy Book
The Earth our Genesis
The Sky our sacred scroll
The Animals our teachers
The Mountains our prophets


Kathmandu - Bholanath on acid 1969

The Winds our equations
The Birds our prayers
The Flowers our miracle
The Sun our source
The Moon our messenger
The Waters our testaments
The World our study
The Great Mystery our Grandfather and Grandmother, indeed
our Beginning and our End...

And, lastly, for reference, a pure example of budding Wetiko, thanks to Ellora Malama of Teenage Activist blog:

You can check his website here:
http://yavuzgrup.com/hatemyavuz.htm

No, YOU'RE the Delusional One! - Wetiko Part 3

2011-01-30T15:15:00.000-08:00

Friends have been reporting increasingly frequent encounters where they attempt to bring some truth and rationality to bear on current universal and/or personal situations, and the response is a desperate charge of them being "delusional". This is another sign of the times, in which the tsunami of spreading conscious awareness of modern 'civilized' humanity's root insanity is overwhelming the denial-upholders across the planet. Having been successful for thousands of years, the veils' splitting is causing panic among the wetiko disease major carriers ("full-blown wetikos/big wetikos") as they are shocked to see that no needle-and-thread, iron chains, nor gallons of gorilla glue can ever close up the tear widening by the minute. The stampede of consciousness-(r)evolution has stormed out of the barn, and some of it is even being televised. It's ok that there's a lot of screaming obfuscation and blogsturbation going on because its just merely in the beginning stage, and most of the larger Element(al)s have yet to come into play. There's always been an inevitability leading up to this moment, from the very first initial conceptions of the ideas of rulership, empires, class, slavery, exploitation, and separation of human from the rest of creation, wherever it began, maybe back in atlantean times, who knows?...not important. That we made it to here, and that we are still here, is itself something to celebrate, with gratitude, generosity, nurturing, suspending judgment and seeing each situation as unique. We will have many chances to display the finer qualities of wisdom, humaneness, and full integrity toward one another in the coming days as the global-rev meme plays out and approaches each of our shores, as it unquestionably will. I noticed, for example that Muslims last week protected the Christians praying, and last Friday the Christians protected the Muslims at prayer. So it goes.

This is Part 3 of Paul Levy's "The Greatest Epidemic Sickness Known to Humanity" from Awaken In The Dream - one of the most important essays and contributions to human understanding, I believe, of our time and all time. To me, it goes beyond previous attempts to analyze the condition and required response, such as Political Ponerology by Lobaczewski, because it incorporates a deeper shamanic level of perception, inaccessible to the standard, mainstream 'civilized' psychiatric world due to its inability (or reluctance/fear) to question the very idea of the value of 'civilization' and its inherent separateness from the rest of the non-human natural world, demonically-imposed concepts which initiated the spread of infection.

Let's spread the word: Wetiko

In the first part of this series, we contemplated the idea of a psycho-spiritual disease of the soul that has been wreaking havoc throughout human history that Native Americans call wetiko. In part two, we inquired into how the wetiko bug disrupts and deranges a living system, using the world financial system as our case study. The wetiko virus is like a parasite that literally feeds off, takes over and aberrates the curren(t)cy of the infected system. The wetiko pathogen originally manifests as a disturbance in the field of the collective unconscious of humanity itself, creating the psychic ley lines upon which world events are erected and energized. The origin of this virulent disease is to be discovered within the psyche (please see my article It’s All in the Psyche). Because of the psychic nature of wetiko, it serves us to understand the psychological underpinnings of the virus, which is to say, how it affects our day to day relationships and lives. We begin to ‘see’ the bug when we are able to get in focus and recognize ‘its’ psychological signature in both ourselves and others. The fact that the source of the wetiko germ is within the psyche means that the cure for this disease lies hidden within the psyche as well.

Wetiko psychosis is at the very root of humanity’s inhumanity to itself in all its various forms. As a species, we need to step into and participate with our own spiritual and psychological evolution, which means that we must focus our attention on and contemplate this ‘topic of topics’ before this virulent madness destroys us. Up until this point in our history we have been too easily distracted by the ruses of the wetiko bug itself. The disease itself is now demanding that we pay attention to it, or it will kill us. Its cure is the most pressing and fundamental issue facing us today. Author and environmental activist Derrick Jensen writes in his foreword to Jack D. Forbes book about wetiko psychosis, “Columbus and other Cannibals is, I think, the most important book ever written on one of the most important topics ever faced by human beings: why is the dominant culture so excruciatingly, relentlessly, insanely, genocidally, ecocidally, suicidally destructive?”[i] Historian Arnold Toynbee points out that a civilization doesn’t die from being invaded from the outside, but unless it creates culture which nourishes the evolution of the creative spirit, a civilization invariably commits suicide. As if possessed, our civilization is, trance-like, sleepwalking in a death-march towards our own demise. The most pressing and inevitable question of our time is not just ‘why?’ but more urgently, how can we stop this seemingly out-of-control, self-destructive, hell-bent part of ourselves?

‘PSYCHO’-ANALYSIS

The origin of wetiko is the human psyche. Psychologically speaking, shadow projection is at the very root of wetiko disease. Shadow projection is a process in which we split-off from and project out our own darkness onto others. It is our misguided attempt at a ‘final solution’ to the problem of the evil within ourselves which actually deprives us of the capacity to deal with evil. Projecting the shadow opens up the door and invites in the vampiric entity of wetiko to make itself at home in the most intimate spaces of our own psyche. It is through the dynamic of shadow projection that the wetiko bug digs in and entrenches itself within our psyches, where it is then able to commandeer the executive function of the psyche to its own ends. When we project the shadow, we unwittingly become a conduit for evil to possess us from behind, beneath our conscious awareness, and to act itself out through us. When there is mutual shadow projection between individuals, groups or nations, each side has an unconscious investment in the other playing out the projected evil so as to prove their own self-righteous innocence, a dynamic which becomes self-reinforcing and continually feeds the polarization in the field. Shadow projection, as it collectively plays out en masse on the world stage is an outer reflection of the initial process within ourselves of our be-night-ed effort to exterminate our own darkness (please see my article Shadow Projection: The Fuel of War). When shadow projection happens en masse, it is as if the archetype of evil emits its toxic radio-activity underground, through the shared unconscious of the collective, and manifests collectively as destructive psychic epidemics.

In shadow projection, we attempt to master and experience power over the internal condition that originally proclaimed our powerlessness to ourselves not by becoming conscious, but by unconsciously identifying with, becoming, and then acting out the power to externally destroy. Unconsciously acting out unbound power without restraint is our perverse way of defending against the internal breakthrough of feelings of helplessness. Evacuating and relocating our inner darkness outside of ourselves by demonizing the ‘other’ seemingly protects us from feeling our vulnerability and pain. Our inner anxiety about our existential ‘power to be’ attempts to resolve itself in the power to act free from restraint. In an unmediated expression of our disempowered inner condition, our unconscious acting out does not surmount the need for compulsive repetition, however, but rather, assures it. Wetikos’ modus operandi, their ‘M.O.,’ becomes to root out and kill everything that feels tender, vulnerable and alive within themselves, thus systematically murdering anything and everything within them that could possibly melt or produce a crack in the ice that encases their heart.

Because full-blown wetikos are soul murderers who continually recreate the on-going process of killing their own soul, they are reflexively compelled to do this to others; for what the soul does to itself, it can’t help but to do to others. In a perverse inversion of the golden rule, instead of treating others how they would like to be treated, wetikos do unto others what was done unto them. The wetiko is simply a living link in a timeless, vampiric lineage of abuse. Full-blown wetikos induce and dream up others to experience what it is like to be the part of themselves which they have split off from and denied, and are thus not able to consciously experience – the part of themselves that has been abused and vampirized. In playing this out, wetikos are transmitting and transferring their own depraved state of inner deadness to others in a perverse form of trying to deal with their own suffering. Paradoxically, wetikos both try to destroy others’ light, as it reminds them of what they’ve killed in themselves, while simultaneously trying to appropriate the light for themselves.

Wetiko disease is an expression of the convincing illusion of the separate self gone wild. Bewitched by the intrinsic projective tendencies of their own mind, full-blown wetikos are unconsciously doing the very thing they are reacting to and accusing other people of doing. Projecting the shadow onto others, they will accuse others of projecting the shadow onto them. To use an extreme, but prototypical example, it is like someone screaming that you’re killing them as they kill you. If their insanity is reflected back to them, they think it is the mirror that is insane. Suffering from a form of psychic blindness that believes itself to be sightedness, full-blown wetikos project out their own unconscious blindness and imagine that others, instead of themselves, are the ones who are not seeing. Governed by the insane, self-perpetuating logic of fear and paranoia, those taken over by the disease fear that if they don’t attack and rule over others, they are in danger of being attacked and ruled over themselves. In their convoluted, upside-down, flawless illogic, wetikos re-act to their own projections in the world as if they objectively exist and are other than themselves, thinking that they themselves have nothing to do with creating that to which they are reacting (please see Aparticipatory Delusional Syndrome (ADS)). Someone fully taken over by the wetiko bug is like a kitten endlessly reacting to her reflection in a mirror as if it is another kitten separate from and other than herself. The evil we see in the full-blown wetikos is a reflection of our own evil; if we don’t recognize this, we will just be projecting our shadow onto them. We are then guilty of the very same thing (shadow projecting) we are essentially reacting to and of which we are accusing them.

The term wetiko is a Cree term (windigo in Ojibway, wintiko in Powhatan) which, to quote Forbes, refers to “an evil person or spirit who terrorizes other creatures by means of terrible evil acts.”[ii] Wetikos are the human instruments for the transpersonal ‘spirit of evil’ to terrorize the world. In wetiko disease, we unwittingly become drafted into being foot-soldiers in the war not ‘on,’ but ‘of’ and ‘for’ terror. The wetiko parasite feeds on and harvests the emotions of fear and terror. Terror is the essence of its insidious ‘ill-usory ill-logic.’ In wetiko disease, the psyche takes the ‘terror’ that haunts it from within, and in its attempt to master it, unwittingly becomes taken over by it, thus becoming an instrument of terror in the world. We have then become the thing we most feared, ‘creatures of the European nightmare world,’ as we psychologically terrorize ourselves, as well as terrorizing the world at large. Wetiko is the bug which feeds the experience of terror within our mind and out in the world, fueling one of its more prominent manifestations in our world today: the ‘Global War on Terror.’

A FRANKENSTEIN MONSTER COME TO LIFE

Wetikos suffer from what is called ‘pseudologia phantastica,’ a form of hysteria characterized by a talent for believing their own lies. “Lying,” Forbes writes, “in fact may represent a key strand in the entire epidemiology of wetokoism.”[iii] Ultimately deceiving themselves as they believe in the propaganda of their own lies, full-blown wetikos become strangers to themselves. Wetikos continually have to invest their life-force in lying to themselves, while at the same time fooling themselves into believing that they are not doing so, a version of what George Orwell referred to as ‘doublethink.’ Suffering from amnesia, they have forgotten what it is to remember, and to ‘seal’ the deal, they have forgotten that they have forgotten. The result is that they split their mind in two. Falling into denial, and yet denying they are in the state of denial, becomes a process that they are invested in at all costs, or it would blow their denial. Anything that threatens their perverse state of affairs has to be destroyed. Hiding from their lie, they are in essence hiding from themselves, which is pure madness.

Instead of living from and out of an awareness of the psyche, full-blown wetikos continually avoid awareness of the psyche, a habitual pattern which becomes their internal compass and continual default, their M.O. Taking refuge not ‘in,’ but ‘from,’ themselves, wetikos are continually fleeing from themselves, endlessly circling around in the hamster wheel of samsara. All of their energy gets invested in fueling their own, and others, deception. Their will becomes dedicated to hiding from the truth of what they are doing, a truth which endlessly pursues them, as they continually avoid relationship with themselves. Wetikos become wedded to the full-time occupation of keeping one step ahead of themselves, a process which, once it gains a certain momentum, attains a seeming autonomy that is self-generating (please see Autonomous Complexes). As this inner process progresses, it gains a sovereignty over their psyche, as if a self-created Frankenstein monster has come to life in the flesh. The wetikos have then created their own sci-fi nightmare, with themselves in the starring role. Once created, a mind-virus like wetiko, just like the Frankenstein monster, gains a seeming life of its own, independent of its creator. It then holds its creator in its thrall, unable to escape from the out-of-control hell of their own making.

Speaking of someone possessed by the wetiko virus, Forbes writes, “such a person cannot be authentic. Such a person is not merely a pimp, he is also a ghost, as it were, a mere imitation of a person. His life is an imitation of life…their life is less than that of a wild (free) animal who is, after all always authentic.”[iv] Wetikos become unreal to themselves, a simulation of themselves. Split in two, they become schizoid, dissociated from themselves, duality having seemingly established itself as the reigning logic at the core of their being. Different parts of the person taken over by wetiko become compartmentalized, neither connected to each other nor to the whole. This process of inner fragmentation serves to hide from the wetikos what they are doing to themselves, as they become their own never-ending ‘cover-up.’ This psychological dynamic is kept in place by how painful it is to behold and contemplate the modes of avoidance they construct to protect themselves from what they do not want to know. And yet, as painful as it is, it is only in the seeing of what they are doing (to themselves) that there is any possibility of becoming free from this malignant malady.

Wetikos can psychopathically (and thus toxically) mimic the human personality perfectly. If it serves their agenda, they can be convincing beyond belief, making themselves out to be normal, caring, politically correct human beings. They are unable, however, to grasp emotionally the meaning implicit in the thoughts and feelings they are exhibiting. They lack insight into how they differ from others, for they do not differ from others as they see others. They are skillful at pretending love and devotion, as if they are imitating a person. Impersonating themselves, their existence is a true parody of life. They can’t distinguish between their mimicked (pseudo) responses of love, remorse, etc., and the genuinely felt responses of a healthy person.

Full-blown wetikos are emotionally stunted, as their feelings are confined to the primitive, archaic emotions of anger, frustration, numbness and rage. Suffering from a deep disorder of feeling in which they can not allow themselves to consciously feel, they typically swing between numbness and rage. Fixed in their own limited and myopic point of view, they have no capacity to see themselves as others see them. Proclamations to the contrary, they have no empathy nor compassion. They can’t see the world through others point of view, only through their own, which in Hannah Arendt’s opinion is a primary characteristic of what she calls the ‘banality of evil.’ Wetikos don’t relate to others as autonomous, independent beings, but rather, as pawns to be used as means to their own selfish ends, objects to be manipulated for their own narcissistic benefit, rather than as ends in themselves, subjects with their own intrinsic value and valid viewpoints. Because they have lost connection to their soul, they cannot hear the pleas of nor see the soul in others. They refuse to see the harm their actions are doing to others, as this would injure their overly-positive, inflated narcissistic self-image, which protects them from consciously feeling their shame and guilt (read more about Malignant Narcissism). Seemingly unable to consciously experience their guilt animates more shadow projection, which fuels the wetiko pathogen in a continually self-regenerating feedback loop. Unwilling to experience their guilt, wetikos are afraid of being exposed, of being found out, which is an outer reflection of the terror that the wetiko parasite within us feels at potentially being illumined.

We secretly feel a sense of guilt when we shadow project, because we inwardly know we are not in our integrity. This sense of guilt itself is the very feeling from which we split-off. Our guilt does not allow us to feel our guilt, which is what we secretly feel guilty over. To the extent that we don’t consciously experience our guilt, we become caught in an infinitely-perpetuating double-bind in which we project out our guilt and darkness, which just perpetuates the very thing we feel guilty about, ad infinitum.

Big wetikos[v] may never know nor be forced to come to terms with the harm they have caused, as oftentimes they find themselves in the privileged position of the victors who rewrite history on their own terms. Many of our society’s historians, themselves infected by the wetiko virus, exalt aggressive and exploitative behavior, categorizing as ‘primitive’ and ‘backwards’ those who don’t forcibly ‘conquer’ others, thereby subtly and subliminally brainwashing the young into the ways of the world of wetiko.

THE SELF-DESTRUCTIVE EVIL OF EMPIRE

Being a field phenomenon, wetiko psychosis doesn’t just express itself individually, but its nonlocal tentacles are continually manifesting collectively throughout the underlying field of consciousness. The multi-headed hydra that is the wetiko collective psychosis materializes itself in families, groups, nations, and in whole species such as ours. Wetiko’s ‘body politic’ has an intrinsic and insistent need for centralizing power and control, fueled by the bottom line of corporate-driven profits. Speaking about the monster of ever-expanding empire, Forbes writes, “imperialism and exploitation are forms of cannibalism and, in fact, are precisely those forms of cannibalism which are most diabolical or evil”[vi] A ‘front’ for the underlying wetiko virus, the military-industrial-criminal-complex, with its ultimately self-destructive, built-in need for endless expansion is like a systematic runaway in cybernetic theory. The Frankenstein monster of ever-enlarging empire is like a runaway locomotive gaining speed, approaching the event horizon of its inevitable ‘crash,’ all under the deceptive banner of ‘progress.’ Meanwhile, this ‘progress’ destroys people, families, communities, and potentially, the biosphere itself upon which human life depends. “Wetikos,” Forbes writes, “have taken their Satan to the four-corners of the world, and they have made him their God.”[vii]

Evil is like a pathogen that enters a system, be it an individual, nation-state, or world-system, and exploits the system, knocking it off balance. Such disturbances can transform something wholesome, such as the drive to reproduce, into something evil – the drive to rape. Etymologically, the meaning of the word ‘evil’ has to do with ‘excess’ as well as to ‘transgress boundaries.’ Full-fledged wetikos are rapists of the human soul. The word ‘rape,’ etymologically speaking, is derived from words that mean to overwhelm, to enrapture, to invade, to usurp, to pillage, and to steal, which are all characteristics of someone who is taken over by the wetiko virus.

Wetiko disease is a self-devouring operating system that leaves nothing unmolested. It is a living death sentence that, if left unchecked, destroys everything within its dominion, including itself. Wetiko psychosis ensures that everything is sacrificed on its altar of death and destruction. From a galactic perspective, our planetary so-called ‘civilization’ is a living, spreading outbreak of wetiko psychosis that is threatening to destroy not only its human host, but the entire planetary biosphere which makes life on earth possible as well. Speaking of wetikos’ ravenous hunger, Forbes points out, “It’s voracious, rapacious, appetite will cause it to literally eat itself.”[viii] Forbes continues, “The rape of a woman, the rape of a land, and the rape of a people, they are all the same…Brutality knows no boundaries. Greed knows no limits. Perversion knows no borders. Arrogance knows no frontiers. Desire knows no edges. These characteristics all tend to push towards an extreme, always moving forward once the initial infection sets in.”[ix] Untreated, this psychic infection gradually takes hold of the wetikos’ being, corrupting their heart, poisoning their psychic body politic from within. Like the virus of evil insinuating itself into the soul in incremental, un-noticed steps, at a certain point this leukemia of the soul becomes irreversible, inevitably leading to its host’s destruction. The wetiko virus’s pathogenic effects within an individual are a microcosmic fractal iteration of the collective, macrocosmic dynamics of the disease; how wetiko works within each of us is synchronistically mirrored with stunning perfection in how it is playing out throughout the greater body politic.

Unchecked by a psychic vaccine, the disease, like an addiction running rampant, is progressive and is thus getting worse over time. Forbes writes, “The wetikos destroyed Egypt and Babylon and Athens and Rome and Tenochitlan and perhaps now they will destroy the entire earth. But neither the ‘junkie’ looking for money for a shot of heroin nor the capitalists destroying Amazonian forests for big profits are able to stop their own destructive behavior.”[x] Wetikos can’t help themselves. Suffering from a compulsion to destroy, if left to themselves they are unable to stop their suicidal behavior. Having lost their internal freedom, they are singularly lacking in options.

Having mesmerized themselves, wetikos have, ultimately speaking, become their own victim. Running like a tape that loops back into itself in endless iterations, their self-hypnosis is dedicated to forever forestalling the prospect of the gnawing anxiety of confronting and dealing with the insanity of what they are doing, both to themselves and others. Like the subject of a master hypnotist, their attention becomes attenuated, narrowed and constricted to their limited and particularized viewpoint. After a certain point, wetiko disease becomes so completely internalized that the person so afflicted, as if compulsively repeating their initial moment of trauma, moment by moment recreates their own psychosis without any external stimulus at all. Having unconsciously identified with the aggressor, they become their own perpetrator, police state and control system. Their pathological inner state in-forms their actions in the outer world, which becomes the channel through which their ravaged inner landscape plays itself out and takes on embodied form.

An inner sickness of the soul, wetiko is unique in that it is a boundary-dissolving disease, collapsing the distinction between the inner and the outer, between dreaming and waking. Wetiko nonlocally materializes itself in, as and through the medium of the outside world, which becomes the canvas for its full-bodied revelation of itself. Wetiko nonlocally in-forms, gives shape to and configures events in the world so as to synchronistically express itself, which is to say that just like in a dream, events in the outer world are symbolically expressing an inner, psychological situation (please see my article The World is Psyche). Wetiko can only be ‘seen’ when we snap out of our literal way of interpreting our experience and start seeing with symbolically informed awareness. At the same time, wetiko itself can become the impetus for expanding our consciousness and recognizing that the world itself is a continually unfolding, living revelation of itself that is speaking symbolically, which is the language of dreams.

A CULT(URE) OF MADNESS

People have to be cured of their spiritual sickness before they can build a just society. Forbes says, “to adjust to a wetiko society is to become insane.”[xi] It is no great accomplishment to adapt to and be considered sane in and by an insane society. The culture of wetiko promotes the systematic destruction of the human heart, which when fully internalized, alienates us from everything in ourselves, save what reproduces the conditions of the system. Adopting the values of our oppressors, however, insures the continuation of our own dehumanization. The system is set up to be a set up such that, to quote Forbes, “a person oppressed by wetikos adopts the values of wetikos as he ‘rises’ in position. The wetikos taught him well, but they taught him falsely.”[xii] Big Wetikos learn to exploit every situation to their advantage and sacrifice in themselves everything that doesn’t advance this motive. To become a “Big Wetiko,” Forbes comments, “requires a lot of back-scratching, back-stabbing, drinking, and maneuvering. It also requires the corruption of other young men (and women), who in turn, will become hooked into the system.”[xiii] Speaking about how “very, very easy” it is to become a wetiko in our society because of all of the perks and incentives, Forbes writes, “they do get promoted, they do get better salaries, and they do get testimonials (and a gold watch) when they ‘retire.’”[xiv] Because of all of the ‘benefits’ of the role, there is not merely a passive disinterest, but rather, an active resistance and counter-incentive for wetikos to self-reflect, a contraction which simply feeds their compulsion and further reinforces their addiction to power.

Forbes writes, “the wetiko disease has so corrupted European thinking (at least of the ruling groups) that wetiko behavior and wetiko goals are regarded as the very fabric of European evolution…if we continue to allow the wetikos to define reality in their insane way we will never be able to resist or curtail the disease.”[xv] It should be noted that indigenous people are not free from the wetiko virus as well. There are indigenous cultures that are governed by wisdom, but there are also indigenous cultures that are ruled by wetiko. We should be careful to not romanticize and idealize indigenous, aboriginal cultures as opposed to European cultures, which would be too simplistic, and dualistic of a view.[xvi] When wetikos possess power in any culture, or more accurately, when power possesses them, they are in a position to influence, define and create a certain level of reality that, though based on falsehood, operates as if it is real. In words that would be just as relevant with regards to the current Obama administration, author Ron Suskind quotes a neocon in the previous Bush administration as saying, “We’re an empire now, and when we act, we create our own reality. And while you’re studying that reality─judiciously, as you will─we’ll act again, creating other new realities.”[xvii] If left in positions of power, wetikos will ultimately become and dream up into full-bodied materialization their own, as well as our, worst nightmare into reality.

Evil can take many forms – political, social, economic, militaristic, and psychological. Forbes says, “predation can lurk under many guises, such as ‘patriotism,’ profit-seeking, ‘protecting our way of life,’ and ‘investment returns.’”[xviii] Many ‘isms’ themselves are simply thought-forms used by wetikos themselves to justify their rape, criminality, murder and evil. Wrapping their cause in the mantle of goodness allows Big Wetikos, who are in fact full-fledged predators, to sleep at night, seemingly guilt-free. In a form of self-entrancement, they have so thoroughly convinced themselves of the rightness of their actions that they rarely, if ever, have any ethical qualms about what they are doing. Where the evil of wetiko is endemic, there tends to be an ethical, developmental arrest in both individuals and throughout the society.

Full-blown, big Wetikos are morally insane, and abuse power simply because they can. This is why, to quote Forbes, “the development of rigid patriarchy follows the wetiko disease.”[xix] In other words, cultures dominated by wetikos tend to organize themselves around the calcified, archetypal mythic pattern of the ‘negative patriarchy,’ which, simply put, is based on domination over others (read about The Archetype of the Negative Father). To quote Forbes, “’Might makes right’ is the wetiko belief, but it is often accompanied by self-serving doctrines of ‘divine will,’ ‘manifest destiny,’ ‘providence,’ ‘the march of civilization,’ ‘doing God’s work,’ ‘stopping communism,’ or comparable slogans.”[xx] These slogans are the mantras, or words of power, by which the collective spell of group-think is disseminated throughout the collective psyche. Any rationalization will do, as long as it serves as cover for the wetikos to continue to exploit others, centralize power and feed their sickness.

INTERCONNECTED ROLES IN A NONLOCAL FIELD

Speaking about how our species has never been able to get a handle on what is at the root of our self-destructive behavior, Forbes comments, “Unfortunately, most of these efforts have failed because they have never diagnosed the wetiko as an insane person whose disease is extremely contagious. Nor have they, generally, understood that the [seemingly] non-wetikos, whether flunkies, pimps, or the most oppressed, are often ‘secret carriers’ of the disease.”[xxi] The wetiko virus can only thrive in the global human family if, just like in any family system, each member enables and is complicit in the abuse. Being a field phenomenon, wetiko incarnates by em-bodying itself through various interconnected, form-fitted roles arising in the field, all at different stages of the disease. Each of these figures are various re-presentations of the multiple faces of the underlying pathogen. Wetikos can be hard to recognize because the people who are its instruments seem like normal, well-intentioned, innocent looking people, and yet, it is these seemingly regular people, just like you and me, who often become the ‘secret carriers’ of the disease. To the extent that we are not aware of this insidious, nonlocal, psychological disease, both in others and potentially within ourselves, we can very easily become its ‘secret carriers,’ its unwitting accomplices.

Forbes writes, “But this we must emphasize over and over, that the whole wetiko disease is not limited to the brutes and goons who handle the gun, the lash or the instruments of torture. The nice people in the offices, the typists, the lab technicians, the clerks and, of course, the owners, directors, stockholders, senators, generals and presidents who use, profit from, and feed on human exploitation are also cannibals to one degree or another.”[xxii] The Big wetikos could never get away with the murder that they do without ‘the nice people in the offices’ enabling them. These ‘typists, lab technicians and clerks’ are just ‘following orders,’ and yet, are complicit in the insidious evil that is being spread throughout the world with their co-operation. Modern, corporate, technological systems are set up to distance us, both physically and psychologically, between what we do for a living and the ultimate, potentially destructive consequences of our actions. Even ‘the nice people in the offices,’ people just like you and me, to the extent that we are not aware of how we are feeding, and being fed by, the wetiko virus, are tiny cogs in the great predatory machine, complicit in the impersonal evil of the faceless system and in the destruction it wreaks upon all life.

Wetiko is an entity that becomes co-dependently entangled and inextricably coupled with others in its environment in order to survive. It serves us to differentiate the interdependent roles in the field which ‘conspire’ (which literally means to ‘breathe together’) to create and sustain the wetiko disease. All of these figures collaboratively enable the bug of wetiko to play out its reign of (t)error. Forbes writes, “The most guilty of the wetikos are, I would think, those who mastermind, justify and profit most from such systems. Such persons are the ‘master predators.”[xxiii] The full-blown, Big Wetikos, the ‘master predators’ in positions of power, can be suave and sophisticated, with refined tastes, highly intelligent, educated people, with offices in places like New York and London, and can be highly respected by society, all of which makes their malady hard to recognize. Others are cast in the role of ‘protecting’ the abuser─the master predator’s handlers, minions, sycophants, enablers, supporters and followers─while others are complicit by simply remaining silent and looking away. Some pick up the role of feeling powerless, thinking ‘what’s the use?’ Some politically active sorts can pick up the role of attempting to fight the disease in a way that simply strengthens the diabolical polarization in the field, which just feeds and is the signature of the disease itself (please see my article Spiritually-Informed Political Activism). Whatever the role, it’s all just multiple guises wearing the same underlying uni-form.

All wetikos, including the Big Wetikos, are themselves just pawns in the hand of the underlying archetype itself, however. It is like when Toto, in The Wizard of Oz pulls away the curtain, but instead of their being a man behind the curtain, there is no one there but the formless archetype itself. If the master predators are removed from their positions of power, but if the underlying system which spawned them remains in place and not dealt with, over time others will simply pick up their ‘vacant,’ and vacuous roles. These power-mad roles exist as potentials in the field waiting to be filled, fleshed-out and incarnated, as these roles are an expression of the full spectrum of possibilities implicit in the underlying field, reflecting, as it always does, this same range of potentials within ourselves. The nonlocal field is seamless, and the roles do not, and cannot, exist in isolation, but rather, in co-relation to each other, as well to the whole field itself, in an interconnected web of infinite relatedness.

It is important to see the whole system, rather than only fixating on, and demonizing, one of its parts as separate from the whole (please see my article Danger: Fasci-Nation with Bush). Focusing on an individual person is analogous to contemplating one finger on a glove without recognizing the underlying hand in-forming and animating all of the interconnected, and fundamentally inseparable fingers in the glove. To concretize a localized manifestation of the pathology in an individual would be analogous to only seeing the circle that a three-dimensional sphere makes as it passes through a two-dimensional plane. The circle is a lower-level reflection of a higher-dimensional entity (the ‘sphere’ of wetiko’s influence), just as the person taken over by the wetiko bug is a surface expression of a deeper, more fundamental pathogen that pervades the underlying field. To use another example, the person momentarily afflicted with wetiko is like a shadow on a wall─cast from a globe hanging from the ceiling─relative to the globe. The shadow on the wall is a re-presentation and projection of the higher, three-dimensional entity of the globe into a lower dimension of space. Studying the shadow within its proper context relative to the globe is the way of understanding the object casting the shadow (the higher-dimensional entity of the ‘global’ wetiko psychosis). In these examples, the point is not to focus on the personal manifestation of the disease, but rather, to see the deeper, nonlocal field that is giving shape to, in-forming and pervading the particular, localized outbreaks of the disease in the greater body politic. Seeing, in Jung’s words, “the numinous character of the reality in the background,”[xxiv] IS the very expansion of consciousness which becomes the doorway connecting us to a deeper part of ourselves, as well as to each other. Recognizing the underlying field paves the road to healing.

In the culture of wetiko, people at various stages of the disease pick up seemingly different and separate roles from each other, but when the deeper, underlying pattern comes into focus and is seen, it can be recognized that all of these inter-locking roles fit together like a higher-order mosaic. This process couldn’t play itself out without all of its parts reciprocally co-arising relative to each other. The whole field, with all its myriad, fluid and unfixed roles─each of us at various moments in time picking up the different roles─are mutually conditioning each other in a seamless, interpenetrating net of relations, as if appendages of a higher-dimensional organism that is revealing itself through our nonlinearly orchestrated and coordinated interplay.

STEPPING OUT OF SEPARATION

The in-spirit-ed organism of wetiko is a field phenomenon, and can only be seen when we snap out of the illusion of imagining we exist as a separate self and recognize and become conversant with the deeper, underlying and more fundamental nonlocal field in which we are all indissolubly inter-connected. “The field,” as Einstein once succinctly put it, “is the only reality.” In modern physics, the field─the invisible organizing principle of the universe─has become more fundamental than matter. Instead of relating to any part of the field as an isolated entity, it’s important to contemplate the entire interdependent field as the ‘medium’ through which wetiko manifests itself. The native American concept of wetiko disease is a social phenomenon, a relational dynamic of the field itself that can not be understood, and does not exist in isolated individuals apart from the social milieu in which they move, interact and have their being. Seeing the nonlocal field drives a stake into the very heart of the prevailing scientific, materialistic perspective, which ironically enough, still attempts to see the world as ‘machine.’

Seeing the field, and stepping out of the perspective that we are separate from each other converges into being the same experience. Seeing ‘through’ the illusion of the separate self, rather than seeing ‘through the separate self’ as a lens through which we view the world, entails recognizing that even the full-blown wetikos, the master predators themselves, are not separate from us. The Big Wetikos are fully em-body-ing, in person-ified form, a pathological tendency that exists in potential within ourselves. It is as if they are the externalized materialization of this potential within ourselves that we’ve projected outside of ourselves and literally collectively dreamed up into manifestation. Recognizing this generates compassion for this part of ourselves. It is only through compassion that we immunize ourselves from the virus.

Paradoxically, although wetiko disease doesn’t exist in isolated individuals separate from the field, someone taken over by the wetiko bug, though merely its instrument and not, in the ultimate sense ‘who they are,’ literally can be said to be ‘the incarnation’ of the disease in human form. The person so possessed (think of, like I did in my book, George W. Bush, as one example) is the ‘revelation’ of the pathology in living flesh and blood. The person so stricken is showing us, in fully embodied, personified form, the underlying infrastructure and dynamics of this trans-human disease. When someone is so possessed, they are the local crystallization ‘in form’ of a nonlocal, and ultimately ‘formless’ phenomenon. The person taken over has been dreamed up into materialization to be a living, breathing ‘symbol’ of the nonlocal disease, an embodied reflection of an archetypal, and yet pathological, part of ourselves. Recognizing this is to realize that this person doesn’t exist as an isolated, discrete entity, a skin-encapsulated ego, separate from the surrounding field. Seeing the person so possessed in their true context─as literally inseparable from all of us─becomes a portal through which we can refine our inner vision and see through the transparent illusion of the separate self. Seeing that the person so taken over is not separate from the field is a reflection of our own condition. Seeing the other’s transpersonal nature enables us to not person-alize ourselves.

Holographically enfolded within the psyche of every human being, the wetiko virus pervades and underlies the entire field of consciousness, and can therefore potentially manifest through any one of us at any moment if we are not mindful. The wetiko bug is something that we all have unconsciously acted out in our lives at one time or another. We’ve all had our wetiko ‘moments,’ that’s just the way it works. Recognizing this cultivates humility, which helps to psychically immunize us from the pernicious effects of the disease. This realization ultimately collapses the boundary between those who have the disease and those who don’t. Wetiko’s nonlocal nature ultimately makes the question of who has the disease irrelevant, as we all have it to varying degrees, or rather, it has us. We are all in the soup together. This realization engenders both compassion and forgiveness. This does not mean, however, that the Big Wetikos are not ethically, spiritually, and legally responsible for the unimaginable carnage they have caused.

The primary line of distorted code through which the wetiko virus deviates our mind is the presumption of the separate self. The un-reflected upon acceptance of the axiom of separation is what makes all of the other delusions that make up wetiko possible. Seeing the diabolical nature of the disease entails realizing that it is the bifurcating ‘us’ vs. ‘them’ mind of duality which splits the world into opposites, that is itself the generative root of the wetiko germ.

This series of articles began by invoking the spirit of wetiko through our shared act of inquiry. As we shed light on wetiko, we become sensitive to its movements within ourselves. At this point the cat is out of the bag, so to speak, for there is no place for the spirit to hide. We are then in a position of having access in our lucid, self-reflective awareness to a sacred vessel which can nourish the very spirit which is to be venerated. To come full circle and successfully accomplish the original, healing intent of our magic ritual, the hidden, powerful spirit of wetiko needs to be ‘contained;’ this is the archetypal point behind the sacred alchemical idea of a mystical vessel which transforms the entire universe.

As people who are becoming wise to the wiles of wetiko help each other to step out of the illusion of separation together, a psychic alchemical container that is greater than the sum of its parts gets created. This holy grail-like vessel of collectively shared lucidity is reciprocally conjured up through our shared realization. This higher-dimensional mystic container is forever stimulating, stabilizing and strengthening itself in a positive feedback loop which literally gives birth to and inspires the creative spirit. This jewel-like higher-dimensional entity composed of consciousness itself is a lucidity generator that is tapping into the zero point energy of the mind, a form of higher-mind technology that attracts the rest of the universe into itself. When we recognize that we exist not apart from, but relative to each other, our connection with each other is ‘hermetically sealed’ with the stamp of Hermes. We then relate with each other in such a way so that none of our projections unconsciously leak out into the world, for the simple reason that the world is recognized to be our projection. This is the very realization which bonds us together and through which we are united with the world, each other and ourselves. Becoming ‘tight’ in this way, we are ‘blessed’ by the master magician ‘Hermes/Mercury,’ the God of the sacred art of alchemy (please see my article The Sacred Art of Alchemy). ‘The Force’ is then with us. Empowered, we are able to trans-fix, trans-mute, trans-form and liberate the vampiric spirit of wetiko, while simultaneously snapping out of our en-trance-ment of ourselves.

EMPTINESS

Supposedly the greatest ruse of the devil is to convince us that he doesn’t exist. Or on the other hand, is the suggestion that the devil does exist that is implicit in the previous statement a deception of the devil (who is, after all, considered a liar), and as such, is a disguised form in which the devil has insinuated himself into not only our conversation, but into the world at large? It is important to shed light on this murky area: An evil, archetypal figure like the devil doesn’t exist in the way we have been imagining he does if we have been imagining that he exists objectively, as something apart from ourselves.

The devilish wetiko virus, like a vampire, if left to its own devices, would die, as it is only able to exist if there is someone outside of itself on whom it can feast. A vampire has no intrinsic, independent, substantial existence in its own right, it only exists relative to us. The pathogenic, vampiric, mind-parasite called wetiko is nothing in itself, yet, it has a ‘reality’ such that it can destroy our species. The fact that something that only exists as a function of ourselves can destroy us is pointing at the incredibly vast invisible power that is inherent within our being. Ultimately speaking, in wetiko disease we are not being infected by a physical, objectively existing virus outside of ourselves, but rather, the origin of the wetiko psychosis is within us. The fact that a vampire is not reflected by a mirror can also mean that what we need to see is that there’s nothing, no-thing to see, other than ourselves. The fact that wetiko is the expression of something inside of us means that the cure for wetiko is within us as well.

In the Gnostic Dialogue of the Savior, it says, “Whoever does not know the root of evil is no stranger to it.”[xxv] Wetiko forces upon us the evolutionary responsibility to come to terms with the evil within our own hearts. To the extent we have not rooted out the wetiko bug within ourselves we are complicit in the co-creation of the evil playing out in the world. The part of us that is colluding in the creation of a collective psychosis like wetiko is the part of us that is mad, for why else would we be doing this? To the extent we’re not fully awake, we each have a part of us that’s mad, which gets acted out in our life. How can we not have a part of us that’s mad, living in a world gone mad, a world that is not separate from, but rather, a reflection of ourselves? It is only by confronting what is insane and inhuman in ourselves that we become truly human. It is important to face how we have been deviated by wetiko, for if we cannot see how we have been set off course, we can’t orient ourselves to find our true path in life. Seeing how we’ve been led astray is a form of illumination. To see how wetiko operates with our co-operation is to gain critical insight into the elusive workings of our own mind.

We capture within ourselves and truly ‘see’ the nature of wetiko disease─‘Vampire/Cannibal Psychosis’─when we realize that, just like a dream, its full-bodied manifestation in the world theater is a reflection of a process going on deep within our very soul. We are all dreaming up the wetiko epidemic together. Seeing through our experience in this way gives world events a certain transparency, as well as rendering us transparent to ourselves. Seeing through ourselves makes it unlikely that we would fall prey to and be seduced by any wetiko inspired impulses that pulsate through us. This intimacy with ourselves enables us to step into and embody a role in the field of being like a ‘psychic T-cell’ that helps to heal the malignant cancer in the collective body politic of the world soul. Seeing the dreamlike nature of the world and ourselves helps to generate a culture of compassion, which is a ‘wetiko dissolver’ par excellence. Compassion can, however, when necessary, set a fierce boundary, displaying itself in the most fearsome of ways.

THE SOLUTION

Just as a vampire can’t stand the light of day, a bug like wetiko can’t stand to be seen. Flooding light on wetiko’s machinations takes away its seeming autonomy and alleged power over us, such that it can no longer compel us to act it out unconsciously. Paradoxically, ‘seeing’ this vampiric parasite is to relate to it as other than ourselves, while at the same time recognizing it within ourselves. Though the vampire is a figure within us, it is not us. In differentiating ourselves from the vampire, we recognize the difference between ourselves and it. Seeing the vampire, we don’t identify with our subjective experience of the vampire within. This is to say that in seeing the vampire, we free ourselves from our unconscious identification with and possession by it, and step back into ourselves.

Forbes laments, “One of the tragic characteristics of the wetiko psychosis is that it spreads partly by resistance to it. That is, those who try to fight wetikos sometimes, in order to survive, adopt wetiko values. Thus, when they ‘win,’ they lose, or at least, the people lose.”[xxvi] When we see people who are taken over by wetiko and we feel superior to them, our feeling of superiority is itself a symptom of the disease. If we unconsciously react against wetiko, having judgement, anger, hatred, etc., we are then acting out, however well-intentioned, the same process of shadow projection that underlies the wetiko disease in the first place – which is to dissociate from, project outside of ourselves, and react to our own evil. We are then unconsciously reacting to the unconscious part of ourselves which the wetikos embody. This re-action is an unconscious ritualistic invocation and re-enactment of the initial impulse within ourselves of turning away from and contracting against a part of ourselves. This is the timeless, primal act which called forth and spawned the spirit of wetiko in the first place. To the extent we are unaware of what we are doing, we, as ‘reps’ for wetiko, are compulsively re-enacting our trauma, participating in re-creating the wetiko virus in this very moment. We are then playing out our unresolved internal affairs in the outside world by, in and through our reaction, unwittingly becoming a vector that is carrying the wetiko bug out into the world (please see my article, Triggered by Evil). Instead of unconsciously reacting and projecting the shadow outside of ourselves, when we consciously relate to and take responsibility for the evil within ourselves, we are energetically withdrawing and dis-investing from our complicity in the continual re-animation of evil in the world.

The way to engage with wetiko disease is to (at)tend to what it triggers within us (please see The Lion’s Gaze). Just as the way to cut off the head of the mythic Medusa is to look at her reflections in the mirror-shield, the way to stalk the vampiric entity of wetiko is to track and sense its fingerprints within ourselves by looking into the mirror of our own mind. The evil of wetiko can be too much to stare at directly, however, just as looking at the snake-haired Medusa face on turns us to stone. Vampires are ‘petrifying,’ which means both ‘terrifying,’ as well as ‘paralyzing’ and ‘turning to stone.’ They petrify their victim, just like a mouse becomes immobilized by the transfixing gaze of the serpent. Vampires are not a creature to be messed with by the frivolous. Mapping wetikos nonlocal footprints, both out in the world and in the co-responding places within ourselves that are being touched, is to discover the nonlocal multi-dimensional ‘anatomy’ of wetiko. It is impossible to encounter wetiko and not be activated, as wetiko’s nonlocal force-field is activating by its very nature, in that it is co-extensive and interwoven with our own. Our unconscious, knee-jerk reactivity is the primary way that the wetiko psychosis regenerates and propagates itself in the field. Like a pathogen invading a body, this virulent psychic bug strikes and hooks us through our weakest point in the unconscious, the tenderest and most vulnerable spot within ourselves through which we are most likely to re-act.

Wetiko is like a psychic nautilus machine that is continually ‘working’ us. Humanity’s highest virtues are called upon when we are confronted by evil. Encoded within the evil of the wetiko virus is its own psychic vaccine, a potential inoculation against our own ignorance and laziness, which if not overcome, will overcome us. The wetiko bug’s existence requires us to strengthen our muscle of discernment. The virus demands that we cultivate impeccability within ourselves, or we don’t stand a chance. Wetiko literally demands that we step into our power and become resistant to its oppression such that we discover how to step out of bondage and become free, or else! Instead of a typical virus mutating so as to become resistant to our attempts at healing it, the wetiko virus forces us to mutate relative to it. It is as though the evil of wetiko is itself the instrument of a higher intelligence. This higher power, through the revelation and understanding of wetiko, connects us to a sacred, creative source within ourselves. The wetiko bug is the greatest catalytic force of evolution ever known─as well as not known─to humanity.

Naming is a magical act, typically done when something new is born into our life. Like Adam naming the animals in the Garden, we have to name something before it can be formally ‘discovered’ and brought into our shared collective cartography. It was only by naming these creatures that Adam could differentiate and distinguish himself from them and realize who he was. Finding the name for this higher-dimensional, malignant virus of the psyche helps us to more easily recognize it and get a ‘handle’ on it, which is the first step in taking away its destructive power over us. Seeing wetiko and calling it by its rightful name initiates a process that resigns it to the ranks of the unemployed, leading to the wetikonomy that it animates being put out of business. The energy that was being invested and bound up in feeding the wetiko pathogen then returns to nourish and be nourished by the creative wholeness of the psyche. Naming something creates ‘currency’ in the economy of the psyche. To name something is to evoke it, to call it out, which is an expression of an intrinsic, magical power that we all have within us. This is related to the Australian Aboriginal belief that we ‘sing’ the world into being – that we are creating as we name things.

Understanding the meaning of the name ‘wetiko’ is a form of exorcism. Jung says, “For mankind it was always like a deliverance from a nightmare when the new name was found.” It will serve us greatly as we introduce the word ‘wetiko’ into our planetary dialogue, making wetiko part of our day to day vocabulary. In ‘spell’-ing a word, we are casting a spell, calling forth a spirit, and creating a universe, all while discovering our ability to name. In divining the true name we are de-‘literal’-izing language, as we create language to ‘symbol’-ize our experience. The word wetiko, being a sacred name, is like a mantra, a word of power, in that the speaking of it empowers the idea. Let us therefore ‘spread the word.’ We are only able to name ‘wetiko’ when we see, and register, its nonlocal nature, both throughout the world and within ourselves. This can only be done when we ourselves become acquainted with our nonlocal nature, to the part of us that is woven into both the evil of wetiko and the wholeness of the divine. Like that great maxim of medicine states, “Do not attempt to cure what you do not understand.” The famous Greek philosopher Socrates reminds us that if we want to understand something, we first must name it. Naming something means to find our experience of its nature within ourselves. Indigenous, wisdom-based cultures understand the exorcistic power of finding the right name of a ‘demon,’ which is precisely what they would understand the wetiko pathogen to be (please see The Daemonic).

Its simultaneously diabolical and mercurial energy makes the Native American idea of wetiko disease incredibly hard to describe in words. Whether we refer to this trickster-like entity as a virus, parasite, tapeworm, vampire or a demon, or call it wetiko disease or malignant egophrenia doesn’t matter. These various names are interchangeable, as they are naming one and the same thing. There is no one definitive model for this disease, however, as each model has both its utility as well as its limits. When all of these models are combined and looked at together, it gives us a greater resolution and capacity to see what no one particular model by itself can reveal.

THE IDEA OF A CURE

Finding the right name(s) invokes the sacred, creative and transformative power of the ‘Word.’ Wetiko is the word made flesh in its most depraved form. In finding the name, however, we are accessing the divinely sponsored power of the word to create an idea, which is a living psychic organism of real value and merit, with an intrinsic power all its own. Ideas are ways of regarding things, the means by which we see, as well as perspectives through which we view the world. The word ‘idea,’ etymologically speaking, has to do with both ‘to see’ as well as ‘to know.’ In other words, a novel idea opens our inner eye and helps us know by giving us in-sight into something previously unconscious. What Plato called the “eyes of the soul,” ideas are the modes of consciousness through which we envision and create our life. In finding the right name(s), we are impregnating and incubating a novel idea. We can then spread and give birth to our meme by sharing it, as we create our own mind anti-virus, a living antigen to the heretofore unrecognized mind-virus of wetiko. As Communist China’s Chairman Mao openly confessed, the one thing he was most afraid of was a new idea. For nothing is more powerful than a magical idea whose time has come.

Let’s spread the word.

May these words be of benefit for all beings.

A pioneer in the field of spiritual emergence, Paul Levy is a healer in private practice, assisting others who are also awakening to the dreamlike nature of reality. Paul is also a visionary artist and a spiritually-informed political activist. He is the author of The Madness of George Bush: A Reflection of Our Collective Psychosis, (click here to read the first chapter). Feel free to pass this article along to a friend if you feel so inspired. Please visit Paul’s website www.awakeninthedream.com. You can contact Paul at paul@awakeninthedream.com; he looks forward to your reflections. Though he reads every email, he regrets that he is not able to personally respond to all of them. © Copyright 2011.

Spies Going 'Native', other oddities

2011-01-24T15:00:00.000-08:00

Hara Hara Mahadeva Shambho, Kashi Vishwanatha Gange....
There was a time when Shiva danced and the Goddess had to be summoned to calm things down a bit. There was also a time when Kali danced and Shiva had to be alerted to chill the situation. Looks like we got a pas de'deux/jugalbandi/duet goin on, and it's just in the entreé/alap/intro stage, and who the hell is gonna cue up the appropriate tune this time? Every element in the ~~univ~~multiverse is veering toward out-of-control, and the chaperones have left the hall and the gandharva band is lost in divine rapture of simultaneous (disconnected?) improvisations. Jerry Lee Lewis is poundin away at 'shake, rattle, and roll', but the effect is spreading out like a Tesla foundation-shaker gone planetary. [What's with this name "Lee", anyway?! - Oswald, Lucas, Loughner - (no disrespect for the normies named Lee)] The "real" is awfully close to "Fringe", and I guess that's the point....[hi, Observer!] Also, as Russel Means (via DublinMick) says, "welcome to the Rez!". Well, we should all take notice of how folks have been surviving on the Rez for last 500 years. Lot of timely lessons there.

Thought I would call attention to a certain article published in the British Mail Online, where a young, not-too-smart 'National Public Order Intelligence Unit' cop was sent into the deep "eco-warrior" circles, and ended up "going native". This is illuminating on several levels. This guy was not someone fully infected with the Wetiko virus, but he was on a leash for a good 8 years with the 'National Domestic Extremism Team' (yay team!), but managed only to do some G8 protests and apply banners, get beat up, and basically come up with zilch as far as 'terrist' activities - in 8 years - plus he got laid a few times, got some cool tattoos and shades, and got to play in a rock band!
See article here: MY LIFE ON THE RUN...(as in hiding somewhere in US, from both environmentalists and MI5/6 assassins, and maybe a few pissed-off women [grin]).
Update: Undercover Sex With Activists
Update: Same Dude Was Active in German Anti-Fascist Groups
Update: Story Gets Weirder

I'm not going to post/imbed this video, but was alerted to it recently from Mercy For Animals. They did some undercover filming of a place called "Catfish Corner" in that room-temp IQ state of Texas. It's quite awful, showing how good-ol-boys down there prepare your meal by skinning alive catfish (then killing them AFTER!) so the morons dining can get the full benefit of horror, terror, and suffering entering their useless-eater shit-hole bodies garnished with Corexit mist with every bite. Kinda shows what level a large portion of so-called humanity is on, and how they really don't exhibit anything resembling qualifications for existing on Earth. Living, feeling, conscious beings, to be offered to our sacred human bodies, are just basically "things"/"objects", like screwdrivers and beer-cans apparently.
See video here: SKINNED ALIVE

The pandemic is something we may still eventually very well have to deal with, even as scattered mountain-dwelling survivors, after the agendas - that 'they' lost control of - play out, and absolute multi-dimensional weirdness manifests in every location. It's best we become, or remain, steadfastly uncompromising in our perceptions of 'who' our real allies are. People who talk like they're 'with us', expounding on 'who the enemy is' , and 'what's reeealy going down', all over the media and social networks, but don't bother to think about how they relate to the rest of Life, nor what they put in their bodies - well, they might just realize they have more in common with Eric Prince and maybe they forgot to circle that May 21st date on the calendar.

I think I got a pretty good handle on who to trust, which is practically no one, and I mainly don't 'let anyone in'. I remain perfectly content at this point to do hit-and-run, drive-by gigs, compose in-studio, and help out around the land and the wildlife rehab scene. Artists and animals - I can read them in an instant, just by their vibrational communication. I've misjudged in the past, but my skills are better-honed now. Usually the imposters will simply project onto me that I am the one who is 'untrustworthy' and 'disrespectful' (of their agendas), and that kind of projection occurs more frequently lately, but also more quickly comes the clarity. How come the world isn't run by artists, poets, and musicians anyway? Oh, never mind.

An UPDATE on the gentleman who was 25 days into a fast regarding the Japanese aggression against Sea Shepherd's attempts to block the illegal whaling in Southern Ocean Whale Sanctuary:
Captain Paul Watson has implored him to end his fast, and he has complied. Here is his statement and the letter from Capt. Watson:
"The year 2011 is no longer a world where people care if you live or die."

"The question is not whether we will be extremists, but what kind of extremists we will be." - Martin Luther King, Jr.

The 'Forbidden' Act Spreads

2011-01-19T14:43:00.000-08:00

Edit: Cindy Moseling, who's been caring for the dying pelicans near Jacksonville, Florida, says "The birds are telling us something, the birds are screaming as loud as they can, and no one's listening."

Edit: American activist Tom Falvey, 61, on FAST TO DEATH regarding Japan's Whaling Fleet in the Southern Ocean Whale Sanctuary.

The dolphins being captured for slaughter off Taiji, Japan are now committing suicide as their families are killed. They bash themselves against the sharp rocks, and while some slowly die, others are pulled off by the same people who "train" them in local shows, and stabbed repeatedly to die a horrific agonizing death.

This is how the world and the human race treats humanity's most beloved more-intelligent-than-human sentient beings. Sentient non-human persons revered for thousands of years, never recorded to have ever harmed any human, even while being killed; who have saved numerous humans throughout history in every ocean on Earth. Japan's embassies tell me they are getting many calls about this, but it hasn't stopped nor slowed. Save Japan's Dolphins and Sea Shepherd are on the scene documenting this horror daily, but are unable to intervene because any activity other than witnessing will be cause for arrest and deportation.

So, what is the answer? Millions more calls are asked for, as well as absolute boycotts of everything Japanese, boycotts and actions against all marine mammal shows world-wide, and more volunteers on site. But I don't know if these things will stop the slaughter. There's obviously too much money involved, and the rich elites around the world also buy dolphins for their Abu Dabai swimming pools.
I'm pretty convinced that the life-hating wetikos and the devic realm are in the final battle for the survival or the total extinction of all sentience on Mother Earth. I started my grieving process long ago. We don't know how we and dem gonna work dis out.

I notice how a Tunisian revolution was started by a self-immolation, and then there were another 8 or more of the same, all in Islamic North African countries this last week. We remember the Buddhist monks in Vietnam, as well as my former high-school classmate who self-immolated at UCLA in 1970, which didn't stop the slaughter in Vietnam either. But maybe such a drastic act would shake up the Japanese people. Then again, someone self-immolated in front of a fur outlet last year, and he was branded as 'disturbed', and it was barely noticed. Just my random thoughts these last couple days as I ponder the almost universal sleepiness and brain-deadness of the masses of so-called humanity.

There is infinite savagery going on against humans, the feminine, and all sentient beings, as well as mass animal suicides, strandings, and deaths, throughout the world today, primarily by the "greatest purveyor of violence in the world" (MLK), and it's client capitalist-and-zionist crime syndicates, including a couple hundred miles south of here in Juarez and almost everywhere in Mexico. Corporate demonic entities poison all elements necessary for life - most of amerika's GMO crops are grown in its national wildlife refuges (look it up). It's illegal to call for the overthrow of things called 'government', but 'governments' job is mainly to create the illusion of 'governing', not to actually control chaos and anarchy and the predations of enemies of humanity and all lifeforms, and facilitate the wetiko demons' holy crusade. Only some hugely disturbing psychological atrocity witnessed by millions could possible make the asleep spontaneously arise and stop the machinery of the death-cult with the understanding that their, and Earth's, survival is on the line. If it doesn't happen then Earth dies from billions of small cuts.

Not the kind that Killer-Barbie has on her couch, but the real actual living 'mamma grizzlies' perhaps will roar and join with Maa Kali on the battlefield as told by the ancient Vedic historians, remember their forgotten shamanic-warrior knowledge and surround the true sources of the infectious pandemic. Recalling their millions of tortured lives at the hands of the down-pressors, they may reap retribution on the identified imposters and perhaps, in the nick of time, force a return to a ruthless, uncompromisingly sane human society living in the Fifth World Sun.

All those incurably infected can easily be ID-ed by their reactions to such things as this video, and by many easy methods of determining empathetic human responsibility. Any normal human being can clearly identify what's portrayed here as nothing short of cold-blooded murder. True humans will have to decide what to do with those who fail the tests. They will be guided and supported by all devoted consciousnesses in all the realms of Life, and those consciousnesses are right now engaged and are calling out to us to join them in this prophesied divine order to SHOW UP.

DON'T GIVE IT UP, DON'T GIVE IT UP!

The King of Love / Love is King

2011-01-16T14:40:00.000-08:00

If only he were here with us today....
What would he say with that beautiful, powerful, clear, prophetic, resonant-to-our-bones voice - that gave us chills, tears, and froze time, once upon a time?
On the spiritual pandemic, on materialism-slavery, on religion's mental slavery, on the rape of Mother Earth, on why the dreams of the true humans remain yet unfulfilled?

We were supremely blessed to walk this earth with him, and any comparison/mention of the imposters who invoke his name would be a disrespectful affront to the memory of the great spiritual teacher and master of self-realized truth whom he was. We love you, Martin, and are forever moved and inspired by your holy presence.

The McJust-us Shitstem - a review

2011-01-09T18:43:00.000-08:00

Anyone with a little time on their hands and a search engine can find that the number and types of so-called "crimes" being added to the books has long ago reached the point of insane absurdity. No one with a couple of brain cells still wonders why that is happening here in the "greatest nation in the history of the world", the land of the WTF and the home of the chicken-shit, ponerized, all-conforming 'rugged individuals', moronically and delusionally-imprisoned "free". The so-called 'just-us' shitstem creates the "crimes", creates the financially and resourcefully massive "enforcement" infrastructure, creates more and more "criminals", while the actual criminals are the lawmakers, the financiers, and the enforcers in the 'legal'-industrial complex. All levels of political, financial, military, judicial, corporate, educational, and media enterprises are loaded with criminal 'wetikos' whose crimes against humanity and the natural world go unreported and unpunished. Their wonderful system has created, facilitated, and protected the world-wide criminal mafia networks infecting all societies. The euro-amerikan example has been enthusiastically embraced by all the many client-dictator-states everywhere, except for those horrible "commie", "lefty", hold-outs down south and a few other obscure corners, which of course don't even exist in the minds of the proud-of-their-ignorance western-'culture' populations. They have been wildly successful in spreading their psychic virus, to where beheadings are at an all-time high (since the late 1700s), 50,000 penta-gone employees are purchasing child-porn with your money daily, sarah-barbie-killer-whore inspires wacked-out Afghanistan vet to waste libruls plus a few kids, while the morons bob their heads at the news that animal deaths and extinctions are caused by fireworks, chinese-lanterns and tree-sitters.

So, let's review the data.
Near about one out of every hundred citizens is in the just-us shitstem. With 5% of the world's population we have 25% of the world's incarcerated, the highest per capita rate on the planet. Approximately 2.4 million @ average $24 grand per year cost of upkeep.
There are 141,000 'lifers". And add to the total the 100,000 juveniles in those lovely facilities they gift us with, from their deep interest in the welfare of our children.
Matter of fact, there are 7.5 million kids who have a parent in chains in cages, so you know they really care about the future generations, don't you?
Did we mention that over 50% of the "criminals" are in for non-violent "crimes"? I hope you're not thinking that money or greed has anything to do with this. Thinking that way is also a crime, you know, so banish those thoughts.
Actually, the total in the shitstem, including parolees and probationers, is 7.3 million, so see we're talkin real money here. Oh wait, I didn't mean to say that.

Maybe we should break some of this down. Ok. So we got 1 out of 106 white people imprisoned, 1 out of 36 Hispanics, and, surprise surprise, 1 out of 15 African -americans. We're damned proud of our White Citizens' Councils, I mean, hell, where would we be if they hadn't financed the MLK,Jr hit? The Mississippi gov-ner said they're still good-ol-boys, continuing the good fight for god's universal feudal-slavery kingdom-on-earth.
Speaking of Mississippi, sorry to say they didn't make the top big-3 of incarceration-land sweepstakes. Leading is...the envelope, please....Louisiana!, with a spectacular 1 out of every 55 folks behind bars. Man, they sure got shit under control there. Georgia is lagging behind in second place with only 1 out of 70 folks eating shit on their chain-gangs. And, of course, our favorite state, Texas, in close third with a 1 out of 71 score. Of course we all know Texas wins hands-down in executions, but that's because they all have bigger dicks and you don't mess with them.
Anyway, it all adds up to being about 70% non-white in that human throw-away world.
In the female prison/jail population, naturally 50% are African-amerikan too. The female numbers are up about 750% since 1977. The mothers-in-prison number about 70,000 and, just like the prison-industrial-complex stock figures, that's up 122% in last 20 years.
You can guess what charges most of these women were jailed under. Grams of weed or crack, whackin their pimps, "daddies", or abusive old-men, shoplifting bread from 7-11s.

In the "federal" pens, most prisoners were convicted on either drug or "public order" charges. The "public order" mostly includes "immigration violations" - up 103% since 2000. Of the 100,000 in the fed joints, 50% are from "drug crimes".
Amazing, huh?
The numbers of Political Prisoners in this country is growing by the day, including even lawyers and advocates of other political prisoners. And the war on indigenous continues unabated. Native amerikans/First Nations peoples and their defenders and leaders also make up a disproportionate percentage of inmates. [See the important article linked at the end of this post.] I also don't want to exclude mentioning that there's quite a number of federal prisoners who have been convicted of "property crimes" during monkey-wrenching capers against forestry, GMO-corporate, animal-abuse, "development", and luxury-product dealers, enterprises and such. Some of these non-violent "criminals" are rotting away with draconian long sentences in solitary holes and in the CMUs, previously mentioned here, aka "communication management units" in the new shiny "SuperMax" facilities popping up everywhere in neighborhoods near you. I wonder if they have gift-shops for the relatives with major-brand outlets and souvenier tee-shirts.
There are estimated to be 50,000 individuals presently in solitary confinement cells around the country. Fifty thousand.
Perhaps the biggest injustice is the practice of plea bargaining, now almost universal. The "offer you can't refuse".

In that 50% non-violent category in all institutions, of the current trend in the "war-for-drugs" (like the war-for-poverty, and the war-for-terror), the "drug"-arrest rate stands at least at 52% for marijuana charges. Last figures for 2009 show 860,000 prosecuted for pot - that works out to 98 per hour, year-round. I would venture to conclude that the vast majority are not related to "mexican cartels", nor into beheading. Much is for "possession", low-level dealing, and small-scale cultivation, because it's easy for the criminal "enforcement" "authorities" to rake in easy money, with little risk to their massively-overarmed 'swat' boys (former war-criminals), off of house/property/vehicle confiscation, etc. We wouldn't want our brave boys going up against real "bad-guys", better they assault peaceful, gentle young people, women and elders and not get an owie. Oh, right, that's what this country's founding principles are, so its a "tradition".
Anyone who doesn't know what Prohibition 2.0 is all about is terminally comatose. Prohibition is a fantastic scam done for 4 reasons: vast profits for the petrochemical and 'forestry' industries; vast profits for the big mafia cartels supported by the cia/dea/usaid/alphabet-soup freaks; vast profits for the just-us freaks including d.a.'s, corrupt cops, prosecutors, judges, prison corps, etc. (with kick-backs to politicians); and fascist oppression of spiritual freedom. So: money, money, money, and control. I don't even want to go into the crack, coke, and meth worlds. People who've exposed those areas have historically been suicided. That picture seems to be perfectly fine to most of the so-called humans in this vile, ugly 'culture', with the wetiko virus coursing through their meridians to the point of saturation. They're also OK with the FDA decreeing that no citizen has any natural "right" to determine what food they eat or feed their children (look it up).

Bottom line: it seems perfectly OK also that herbs such as ganja, peyote, psilocybin mushrooms, ayahuasca, etc., which have all been used as sacred medicine for thousands of years on every continent by responsible medicine men and women, as well as the imbibers themselves can be demonized and labeled "criminals" and imprisoned. But this war on herbs and herbalists has been going on for about a 1000 years, at the cost of millions of lives. Ganja itself has been widely used in Asia forever, and is associated with, and considered a gift from the Goddess. So, there's that "pagan" thing again, which is actually the root of the problem.

We could go on about all the secret 'black-site' prisons and torture-chambers abroad, and likely on domestic military bases, but I'm getting nauseous typing about the subject now. Just remember when you hear on your approved propaganda outlets that another major criminal ring, or some dangerous extremist/activist has been busted after months and millions of investigative dollars, it probably won't have anything to do with the real psychos and criminals running around in the millions in your towns, institutions, corporations; bankers and wall-st. shitheads, slavers, polluters, genociders, pornographers, drug-mafiosos, food-poisoners, pharma-demons, psycho-cops, or any of their politician check-writers and check-cashers. There's also the millions who think that the "system is working" and that, just like on teevee on CSI-Miami, noble heroes are working round the clock to solve the terrible crimes that afflict our orderly society under siege from terrists, furriners (messikans, moozlims), and lazy socialistic freeloader criminals. Regarding these specimens of moronity who love to spew their ignorance in comments all over the public web, I trust they will soon be shown their place in the queue for the great exciting adventure-ride called 'abyss-plunge'.

For an extremely articulate exposé on this subject, please see the article, published in August of last year, entitled "Political Prisoners in America", by Stephen Lendman, for a thorough analysis, further information and references to this dangerous plague of McJustice rampant in good ol USA

"Set the captives free!" - all of them/us, human and non-human. It may not matter to you today, but what if tomorrow it happens to a relative or loved-one? You will have to find out at that point "what it means". Can you see the walls in the distance?