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Post by Goldenfleeced on Nov 25, 2014 4:05:35 GMT
Now, this is a subject that is probably fairly timely, since there are things at issue (now, as always) that have to do with 'fate' and 'destiny,'- both individual, and collective... and believe me, these terms apply to both situations. All levels, remember...? Like a 3-D chess game, as the 'Dubious Panda' used to say... Individually speaking, we all feel, somehow, as if we have a 'destiny,' I think... even if we're not totally sure what that is, or what that means, specifically. 'Destiny' being given the meaning, in this case, of 'a point to the events of our life, in total, and the goal which we expect (and suppose) that we should ultimately 'meet' someday; with that in mind, let's give 'fate' the meaning of "those things which happen on the way to our 'destiny,' " because that is, basically, the difference between the two. Now, the mistake comes in, I suppose, in the case in which one is 'trapped' by their 'fate' (or, in other words, the decisions that they make, or the circumstances in which they were placed) prevented them from reaching their 'destiny,' or ultimate goal, which is determined by the placement of the stars and planets at the time of your birth. This unfortunate binding of your potential by the acts of 'fate' is what is mistaken for 'ultimate destiny.' This 'destiny' is recorded in the stars... which is why I spend so much time looking at the stars in the sky at night... This information that is recorded within, and disseminated by, the stars, is why all destinies are unique and individual, just as your personhood... and I need the information that is stored there, in order to reinforce my sense of 'destiny'... you see? They 'direct' us, from the past, to the future... in truth. In the same way that the sunlight gives us daily direction, and the moonlight gives us cyclical direction... 'Fate' can be manufactured, and is... and is then passed off as 'destiny,' or... that which you cannot alter, and are, therefore, bound to. Like a bad karmic wheel... a wheel of 'fate'... which typically rolls over most of you, because you lay down before it, mostly. Sad, but true... A funny thing happened on the way to my Destiny... |
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Post by Goldenfleeced on Nov 25, 2014 4:16:42 GMT
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Post by Goldenfleeced on Nov 25, 2014 4:36:10 GMT
To expand on that subject, just briefly...
Not only are most men willing to sacrifice their own 'higher destinies' to the whims and vacillations of 'Fate,' as my friend William might have said, but, worse still, they also seem entirely willing to sacrifice the 'higher destiny' of Man, as a collective (or brotherhood, perhaps?) to these same arbitrary-seeming demands of 'Fate.'
That's a shame...
True-ly...
You have a choice, of course.
I am the master of my Fate...
I am the captain of my Soul...
As well as 'the Pearl'... lolol...
And, if not, there's always this...
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Post by Goldenfleeced on Dec 4, 2014 7:05:10 GMT
I know I've posted this one before, but I really can't see it enough times... I always get something new out of it, and since we're on the subject of 'Destiny,' I thought that some of the rest of you might find it equally... inspiring... Walt Disney produced this, with the co-operative efforts of Salvador Dali... interestingly... It is just full of symbolism, and speaks 'Louder Than Words,' for those who are willing to listen... For instance, at 1:54, the 'hero-ine' of the 'play' crawls into, and from, a seashell... something like this...  This is an 'ammonoid'... one of the first creatures to exist... in the bottom of the sea... The 'old ones,' indeed... and all of those poor, sad telephones... they seem to be important to the story, somehow. I wonder why... Now, look at this... I know... just a coincidence...  Destino... ...or, "Destiny's Child," maybe...? |
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Post by Goldenfleeced on Jan 11, 2015 16:33:39 GMT
Now, about 'Fate' and 'Destiny'... sometimes thing happen in our lives that we don't really understand at the time; they seem to be only the 'passing events' of the day, and of little consequence, but sometimes... in retrospect... things begin to take on a certain significance that they lacked before. For myself, I can think of many such instances... and have... ...such as this piece of my 'fate,' which I always held close to my heart, but never suspected to be of any 'true significance' to my 'destiny,'- I think that I will share it with you now, just for the symbolism, which I find to be quite interesting... perhaps you will, too. There are many 'sites of interest' in this current 'mystery' that we are embarked upon... the significance of some seems fairly obvious, while the significance of others can only be 'guessed at' at this point... and one of those 'guessed at' sites is Hoover Dam, and Lake Mead. For instance, certain Youtube videos have been posted that point out its alleged significance in relation to the 'NWO' and 'an event,' of some 'nature'... I will post a few, for interest... So, with that in mind... let me give you my own 'Hoover Dam' story, because, believe it or not, I have one of my own... When I was 17, I was traveling with a girlfriend by bus from northwestern Arizona to Eugene, Oregon, so that I could see my old high school friends that I had moved away from, and I planned to stay and finish my senior year there... at any rate, we had no sooner gotten on the bus than we met three really nice European travelers, that were headed to San Francisco,- two French men, and a German girl (woman). We were soon sitting together, and having a really good time, in spite of the fact that my friend knew no French at all, and my own French and German were... too little used to be very helpful, really... still, I found that I was shortly 'in love'. And, so was he... His name was Marc, and he was... get this... a radar operator from Marseilles. The only song that he could sing in English was... "You're Having My Baby"... which he sang often, if not soulfully... and was, all in all, laughably ridiculous, but I loved it. I still think of it, often... Among other things, I had (it was lost, years ago, although I 'hid' it for years in my things) a photograph of the four of us, wading deep in the waters of Lake Mead, and we walked through the Hoover Dam, as well... I had been there many times before, myself, but this time was special, in the company of these new friends. We parted finally in San Francisco, and he wrote me immediately upon his return home to Marseilles to send me copies of the photographs and ask me to marry him; I was too embarrassed to say that I wasn't 18, by several months, and that I couldn't do any such thing, much as I longed to fly to Marseilles... and I did. It was evidently not my 'fate' at that time to do so, but it was my 'fate' to meet him... and to be there together, for whatever reason. I will never forget it. I never forgot Marc. For that reason, you see, I have a special 'love' for the 'Marseilles Tarot'... And I know what 'Radar Love' really means... |
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Post by Goldenfleeced on Jan 11, 2015 17:09:47 GMT
So... just to add to the 'serendipity' of the moment, let's say... In that second video, featuring the Simpsons episodes (among others) and the alleged upcoming destruction of the Hoover Dam, I see that near the end of the video the poster tells us that he dreamed that it would be accomplished 'by suction,' somehow... Which reminds me of a song that I heard on the 'Bob and Tom Show' on the other radio station, that went like this: " Oh, blow me... blow me a kiss good-bye...
So, just blow me... blow me a kiss good-bye..." I know that it's only a weird coincidence, but... since we're 'listening to the music,' and all... I just thought I'd pass that one along... |
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Post by Goldenfleeced on Jan 11, 2015 17:37:43 GMT
Good one... Now, I'll see your 'radioactive monster' and raise you one of these... Bearing in mind, of course, that this time... " The joke's on you..." And... it's 1/11... the 'Doomsday Clock' is ticking, eh, Homey...? Better grab a doughnut... lolol... At this time, I'd like to edit this post to more accurately 'reflect' the 'nature' of the content... If you've watched the fourth video posted above, having to do with the Hoover Dam, you will have noticed that toward the end of the video, 'Madonna' is shown, in a 'birthing pose,'- this is somewhat coincidental, to be sure, but... it's not quite 'right'... Remember now that I told you that Sir Elton John made the comment that he couldn't name his new piano 'Madonna,' so he decided to name it... 'Blossom'... You see what I mean...? And... go, Tiny Dancer... So... I was thinking about Lake Mead and the Hoover Dam, and I found this picture of the 'Memorial,' which I thought was very... provocative... let's say...  Do you notice that the two winged figures look very much like our 'Seraphim,' which grace the cover of the Ark, not to mention the previously mentioned connection of the word with 'Serapis'... ...who is, coincidentally, 'buried' in a 'stone coffin' somewhere. Here is another image taken from the 'Memorial'...  Notice the sheaves of wheat... And one other interesting 'sidelight' to the whole Hoover Dam story is that Lake Mead anagrams nicely to Lake Dame...  Just sayin'... I believe that the image shown of the Hoover Dam Memorial includes a smaller 'body'... floating in the water... just coincidentally...  There... in the lower corner... Or... maybe I just think too much... And, speaking of 'thinking too much,' I see that a certain Youtube poster known as Professor Doom1 has been making a lot of new friends lately... subscriptions are up... waaaaaay up... He certainly enjoys eclectic tastes... I found his 'channel' looking for the LieKillers video relative to Hoover Dam... he sounds a little bit 'familiar'... Oh, that's right... my former 'friend,' 'Arthur,' liked to call himself 'Doctor Doom' at one time; Professor Doom favors the 'Reaper,' I see, but he also uses the mask of 'Doctor Doom' in his video; maybe he's given up on 'healing' in favor of 'higher education.' And, if I remember right, he did like to knock on doors... all over the neighborhood... Hello, 'Arthur'... |
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Post by Goldenfleeced on Jan 11, 2015 18:17:04 GMT
Now, just for 'fun,' let's add these to the 'mix'... Parson my 'funk,' won't you...? I thought so... Now, in what can only be yet another Great Act of serendipity, please notice the date on the video above... 1/12/75. 1/(12) is 1/(21) reversed (the alleged date given for the 'false flag' event), and 1975 is also a 'master number 22' year, just as 1957 is. Just sayin'... Oh, and... 'happy birthday' yesterday, Jimmy Page... even if we can't sing it legally... and I'm sure it's better if I don't. Really... You know I'm feelin' it... |
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Post by Goldenfleeced on Jun 30, 2019 5:33:00 GMT
Goldenfleeced. You look at past, I look at nothing. I think it would be truer to say that in order to see nothing, you have to look past everything... I'm not sure you can. |
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