Well, I tried to make it Sunday, but I got so damned depressed
That I set my sights on Monday, and I got myself undressed...Good morning, 'radio friend'... you always make it a 'better day'.
I meant to do this yesterday, but when I tried to enter my 'post', I was advised that there were too many 'characters', so I... set my sights on another try. It is 11.9, after all, and I see that surely this post was preceded my a good many 'strange characters', as you can see for yourself . I only wonder what they say...? Lol... And then, I ask myself just how my friend 'root' managed to make himself 'God' on my 'forum'? I don't remember taking a vote...
Do you know what makes me smile? Little girls dancing in their zebra-striped jackets and teachers that sing to them... I saw that. It was great...
And that's pretty great, too...
Now, you can say that nothing was
going to happen, and that it was all just some kind of a weird 'fluke' or 'diversionary plot' as to the 'pre-programming', but personally, I prefer to believe that there was actually a 'divine intervention' made on our behalves (at some point, let's say) and that some thanks wouldn't be entirely amiss,- I've been saying a lot of 'thank you' for a while now... many things might have happened that didn't, and after all, if something went 'wrong' with other plans, do you suppose that someone would come out and make a statement to that effect? Seriously... I wouldn't expect one. So, all that leaves is 'thanks' for another day, and another opportunity to take advantage of the 'changes' that are surely being made, even today.
On another 'bright note', how about that 'ship in the night'? Did you see the most recent post by Mr. "BlueKoolAid" that shows the 'constructed object' in the southeastern skies? That was pretty awesome, and should be some cause for reflection on our parts as to just what might be some of the 'bigger fishes' in the Cosmic Ocean,- I was thinking just this morning of the many analogies that might be made to our own terrestrial sea, and the many and various forms of life (including very intelligent creatures that we don't understand yet) that inhabit it, at various 'levels' or 'depths'; as you know, the 'deepest' parts of the ocean include life that we are only beginning to discover, and some of it is very strange, indeed. Since one 'ocean' has been compared to the other for a long time, philosophically, if not scientifically (but you can take the names of diverse 'space ventures' such as "Operation Starfish" as examples of what they may 'believe'), we can assume that the analogies are reasonable, and that there is, therefore, every good reason to expect 'life' to appear in abundance in the 'depths' of 'space'. After all, we only just discovered the giant squid and octopi, and other 'prehistoric-type' fish that we could not even guess at... what kind of 'life' will we discover in the 'celestial sea'?
Perhaps a 'Leviathan'...
All things are possible... all things. For instance, a Democratic governor was just elected to office in Kentucky, which I'm sure made Mr. McConnell smile, and the state of Virginia has 'turned the political tide', as well, so, all things considered, I can hardly feel discouraged.
Mostly, I just wanted to say that if you're really going to bring 'cake' into it, I can hardly resist commenting, can I? Cake... with frosting...
I'm easily 'baited', evidently. And, as far as "apples and oranges" go, Sir, it was a simple choice on my part,- I went with the oranges, you know, mostly for the aroma. Delicious... and good for what ails you, I'm sure.
Did you say, "party"? You did...
All we need now are some grapes...
Well... wow... it's officially 11/11 now, but I began the 'festivities' yesterday evening when I saw the full moon rising in the sky,- I have to tell you that it was one of the most beautiful moons that I've ever seen... ever. It was so full, and so bright,- and it was surrounded by puffy, black clouds all over the sky that looked for all the world like black fleece, with the hugely lit moon behind it, lighting it up in pinks and blues through the puffs of fleece; there was a horizontal rift in the clouds toward the earth, like a rupture, from which golden moonlight was shining,- as if it were leaking out of the belly of the sky. It was truly a beautiful picture, and I watched until the clouds 'stiffened', and became something more like a 'spine' with long 'ribs' that spread itself over the earth like a strange kind of 'creature'; that was also fairly impressive, as far as 'pictures' go, but I found the 'black wool' to be 'happier'... and more interesting, under the circumstances, as you will see.
I went out again this morning, as soon as I woke up, so that I could see the full moon again, and whether or not there would be any stars shining, and what did I see? The moon was so brightly lit that it exhibited a 'halo' of light, just as the sun is pictured as doing, and all of this huge amount of light was now projected against the same kind of 'puffy', fleecy-looking clouds as light night, except that this morning (dark) the clouds were all white and pearly looking... in other words, the 'fleece' might be said to have been 'transformed' from black to white, just as the 'Crest of Lambspring' would indicate. It was, at least, a 'happy thought'... and then, I remembered two other things...
There is the date and time of the Mercury transit with the Sun, at its mid-point,- it is not really given as 11.11.11, but as 11.11.10:57, and so, do you know what that makes? It makes 1111=4, 1057, or 4.1.57... which means nothing to you, most likely, but it certainly makes an interesting 'side-note' for me, since that is my birth date. And 1111 makes 4... four unicorns. I was just telling 'root' that I got a handful of 'lucky charms', and further coincidentally, our friends at "Lucky Charms" have added three new unicorns to their cereal, for a total of four... four unicorns. And that's important, why? Because... that makes four unicorns...
...of the Apocalypse...
Try to remember that 'apocalypse' isn't 'Armageddon',- it's 'revelation',- so it might be unicorns...
Just sayin'...
I think it's a good day for it...
Oh, and an especially good morning to you, friend,- I enjoyed your message... greatly. It made me smile...
And, of course, I wish you all a respectful, and peaceful, Veteran's Day holiday today. As I said, I remember you often, and I would only add my further gratitude to an already admiring heart,- thank you for your service to God and Country, family and friends,- and I would hope that we might all remember how fortunate we all are that they are with us today, to celebrate this day... and how many of them were not so fortunate when they got home. That is also worth remembering, and I thank God, and all of you, for every good heart that is open to their assistance and friendship... comeraderie... our 'brothers in arms', as it were.
As far as my "Lucky Charms" are concerned, it is a good time to remember something else...
That man does not live by bread, nor cereal, alone, but by every Word that proceedeth out of the mouth of God... every living one.
So... Charlie...
We got unicorns for the Apocalypse, and now you're saying you want unicorns for Christmas, too...
They aren't particularly adapted to harnessing, like reindeer, you know, but we'll see what we can do. Maybe Rudolph is a unicorn...
And, Greg,- I've got a riddle for you. Do you know what it sounds like when you rub two brain cells together?
Crickets... Jiminy Crickets.
Lol...
I think that maybe somebody else that we both know should try rubbing two (or more) of their own remaining brain cells together... quickly.
I've been thinking...
Well, let's talk Mercury... Hermes... and just what that means right now... today. Do you remember the Mayan prophecy that was given, in which it tells us that "we are the prophecy"? I do. It is in accord with another prophecy, which has been 'brought to light' recently in video presentations by men such as Graham Hancock, which I would like to bring to your mind this morning... it is the Prophecy of Hermes Trismegistus, which is likely as old a prophecy as one might hope to recover, and yet... it is wonderfully appropriate to
this day, of all days, and I believe that we are 'there'... right now.
"X" marks the spot...
...O Egypt, Egypt, of thy religion nothing will remain but an empty tale, which thine own children in time to come will not believe; nothing will be left but graven words, and only the stones will tell of thy piety.
And in that day men will be weary of life, and they will cease to think the universe worthy of reverent wonder and of worship. And so religion, the greatest of all blessings, for there is nothing, nor has been, nor ever shall be, that can be deemed a greater boon, will be threatened with destruction; men will think it a burden, and will come to scorn it.
They will no longer love this world around us, this incomparable work of God, this glorious structure which he has built, this sum of good made up of things of many diverse forms, this instrument whereby the will of God operates in that which be has made, ungrudgingly favoring man’s welfare, this combination and accumulation of all the manifold things that can call forth the veneration, praise, and love of the beholder.
Darkness will be preferred to light, and death will be thought more profitable than life; no one will raise his eyes to heaven ; the pious will be deemed insane, and the impious wise; the madman will be thought a brave man, and the wicked will be esteemed as good.
As to the soul, and the belief that it is immortal by nature, or may hope to attain to immortality, as I have taught you, all this they will mock at, and will even persuade themselves that it is false.
No word of reverence or piety, no utterance worthy of heaven and of the gods of heaven, will be heard or believed.
And so the gods will depart from mankind, a grievous thing!, and only evil angels will remain, who will mingle with men, and drive the poor wretches by main force into all manner of reckless crime, into wars, and robberies, and frauds, and all things hostile to the nature of the soul.
Then will the earth no longer stand unshaken, and the sea will bear no ships; heaven will not support the stars in their orbits, nor will the stars pursue their constant course in heaven; all voices of the gods will of necessity be silenced and dumb; the fruits of the earth will rot; the soil will turn barren, and the very air will sicken in sullen stagnation.
After this manner will old age come upon the world. Religion will be no more; all things will be disordered and awry; all good will disappear.
But when all this has befallen, Asclepius, then the Master and Father, God, the first before all, the maker of that god who first came into being, will look on that which has come to pass, and will stay the disorder by the counterworking of his will, which is the good.
He will call back to the right path those who have gone astray; he will cleanse the world from evil, now washing it away with water-floods, now burning it out with fiercest fire, or again expelling it by war and pestilence.
And thus he will bring back his world to its former aspect, so that the Kosmos will once more be deemed worthy of worship and wondering reverence, and God, the maker and restorer of the mighty fabric, will be adored by the men of that day with unceasing hymns of praise and blessing.
Such is the new birth of the Kosmos; it is a making again of all things good, a holy and awe-striking restoration of all nature; and it is wrought in the process of time by the eternal will of God.
For Gods will has no beginning; it is ever the same, and as it now is, even so it has ever been, without beginning.
For it is the very being of God to purpose good.www.bibliotecapleyades.net/profecias/esp_profecia08.htmAnd so it is written, "Be not overcome of evil, but overcome evil with good."
Your 'Jiminy Crickets'...
Now, for the really good part... I can connect all of that to the 'strange little story' of my own, as it has been related in "The Book of Lambspring"... believe it or not...
Nothing up my sleeve... and Abracadabra...
Here is an old father of Israel,
Who has an only Son,
A Son whom he loves with all his heart.
With sorrow he prescribes sorrow to him.
He commits him to a guide,
Who is to conduct him whithersoever he will...The 'old father of Israel' is Egypt, and the 'only son' is Man,- or the 'Son of Man', if you will.
... When he had beheld these things,
He remembered his Father with sighing,
Pitied the great sorrow of his Father,
And said: I will return to his breast.
Says the Son to the Guide:
I will go down to my Father,
For he cannot live without me.
He sighs and calls aloud for me.
And the Guide makes answer to the Son:
I will not let thee go alone;
From thy Father's bosom I brought thee forth,
I will also take thee back again,
That he may rejoice again and live.
This strength will we give unto him.
So both arose without delay,
And returned to the Father's house.
When the Father saw his Son coming,
He cried aloud, and said:—
My Son, I was dead without thee,
And lived in great danger of my life.
I revive at thy return,
And it fills my breast with joy.
But when the Son entered the Father's house,
The Father took him to his heart,
And swallowed him out of excessive joy...
Here the Father sweats on account of the Son,
And earnestly beseeches God,
Who has everything in His hands,
Who creates, and has created all things,
To bring forth his Son from his body,
And to restore him to his former life.
God hearkens to his prayers,
And bids the Father lie down and sleep.
Then God sends down rain from heaven
To the earth from the shining stars.
It was a fertilizing, silver rain,
Which bedewed and softened the Father's Body.
Succour us, Lord, at the end,
That we may obtain Thy gracious Gift!
The sleeping Father is here changed
Entirely into limpid water,
And by virtue of this water alone
The good work is accomplished.
There is now a glorified and beautiful Father,
And he brings forth a new Son.
The Son ever remains in the Father,
And the Father in the Son.
Thus in divers things
They produce untold, precious fruit.
They perish never more,
And laugh at death.
By the grace of God they abide for ever,
The Father and the Son, triumphing gloriously
In the splendour of their new Kingdom.
Upon one throne they sit,
And the face of the Ancient Master
Is straightway seen between them:
He is arrayed in a crimson robe.The 'processes of God' are the 'processes of Alchemy', and 'the Son of Man' was a Master of these 'processes of God'; the 'face of the Ancient Master' is that of Hermes, whose own prophecies foretold the end of these seemingly painful 'processes'... the 'perfecting' of humanity, just as flowers became the 'perfected' herbs of the field, and diamonds are 'perfected' lumps of coal. The color crimson is said to be the color of the 'kermes dye', which signifies a celestial love of 'good', and interestingly, according to Wikipedia the ultimate source may be Sanskrit कृमिज kṛmi-jā meaning "worm-made". Like a 'shamir', maybe... or... maybe like this,-
My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? why art thou so far from helping me, and from the words of my roaring?
O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou hearest not; and in the night season, and am not silent.
But thou art holy, O thou that inhabitest the praises of Israel.
Our fathers trusted in thee: they trusted, and thou didst deliver them.
They cried unto thee, and were delivered: they trusted in thee, and were not confounded.
But I am a worm, and no man; a reproach of men, and despised of the people.
All they that see me laugh me to scorn: they shoot out the lip, they shake the head, saying,
He trusted on the LORD that he would deliver him: let him deliver him, seeing he delighted in him.
But thou art he that took me out of the womb: thou didst make me hope when I was upon my mother's breasts.
I was cast upon thee from the womb: thou art my God from my mother's belly.
Be not far from me; for trouble is near; for there is none to help.
Many bulls have compassed me: strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round.
They gaped upon me with their mouths, as a ravening and a roaring lion.
I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels.
My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
For dogs have compassed me: the assembly of the wicked have inclosed me: they pierced my hands and my feet.
I may tell all my bones: they look and stare upon me.
They part my garments among them, and cast lots upon my vesture.
But be not thou far from me, O LORD: O my strength, haste thee to help me.
Deliver my soul from the sword; my darling from the power of the dog.
Save me from the lion's mouth: for thou hast heard me from the horns of the unicorns.
22 I will declare thy name unto my brethren: in the midst of the congregation will I praise thee.
-Psalm 22
And this...
...is a 'Garden of Talking Flowers'...
True...
You'll notice that it says "...thou hast heard me from the horns of the unicorns."
And that seems even more interesting, in light of my 'news' for
you, Charlie...
There
will be a unicorn for Christmas...
Seriously,- if not just a little bit 'magically'...
You see, it just so happens that the unicorn has a 'special place' in mystical symbolism,- it represents the Christ, since the Unicorn Constellation is, itself, 're-born' on December the 25th, and so, it even includes a 'Christmas Tree constellation' of stars. For all of the information as to the symbolism, and its place in historical representations like the beautiful Medieval artwork that you will see, I refer you to this most wonderful video post by Robert Sepehr, whose work I have admired on various subjects, over the past several years, but none more than this one which appeared rather 'magically' just two days ago...
'Thank you' very much for your research, and 'thank you' to my friend, 'Google-bot' for finding it for me... it was extremely 'timely', wouldn't you say?
You know what the best thing about little girls is, Charlie?
They believe in everything... every thing...
...even, and especially, Unicorns.
Monoceros (Greek: Μονόκερως) is a faint constellation on the celestial equator. Its name is Greek for unicorn.
...V838 Monocerotis, a variable red supergiant star, had an outburst starting on January 6, 2002 (22); in February of that year, its brightness increased by a factor of 10,000 in one day. After the outburst was over, the Hubble Space Telescope was able to observe a light echo, which illuminated the dust surrounding the star.
Monoceros also contains Plaskett's Star, which is a massive binary system whose combined mass is estimated to be that of almost 100 Suns put together.
The nearest known black hole to our Solar System is in this constellation. The binary star system A0620-00 (abbreviated from 1A 0620-00) in the constellation of Monoceros is at a distance of about roughly 3,300 (33) light-years (1,000 parsecs) away. The black hole is estimated to be 6.6 (66)solar mass...
The Christmas Tree Cluster (NGC 2264) is another open cluster in Monoceros. Named for its resemblance to a Christmas tree, it is fairly bright at an overall magnitude of 3.9; it is 2400 light-years from Earth. The variable star S Monocerotis represents the tree's trunk, while the variable star V429 Monocerotis represents its top.
The Cone Nebula (NGC 2264), associated with the Christmas Tree Cluster, is a very dim nebula that contains a dark conic structure. It appears clearly in photographs, but is very elusive in a telescope. The nebula contains several Herbig–Haro objects, which are small irregularly variable nebulae. They are associated with protostars.en.wikipedia.org/wiki/MonocerosYou know, I was just thinking about the story I heard, in which Martin Luther was said to have seen one night, while walking home through the woods in the snow, a fir tree that appeared to be 'full of stars' and his desire to share that most wonderful sight with his family on Christmas eve (or Christmas night) prompted a reproduction of this 'starry tree' was the beginning of our 'lit trees' at Christmas time. Under the circumstances, that story just became a little bit more interesting, don't you think? You don't suppose that he knew about the 'unicorn', do you?
I don't know about
that, but I'm fairly convinced that the Psalmist did... this part of the 22nd Psalm sounds just like the scene that is pictured in artwork as 'the unicorn hunt'...
Be not far from me; for trouble is near; for there is none to help.
12 Many bulls have compassed me: strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round.
13 They gaped upon me with their mouths, as a ravening and a roaring lion.
14 I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels.
15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
16 For dogs have compassed me: the assembly of the wicked have inclosed me: they pierced my hands and my feet.
17 I may tell all my bones: they look and stare upon me.
18 They part my garments among them, and cast lots upon my vesture.
19 But be not thou far from me, O LORD: O my strength, haste thee to help me.
20 Deliver my soul from the sword; my darling from the power of the dog.
21 Save me from the lion's mouth: for thou hast heard me from the horns of the unicorns.
I know... it's kind of crazy, but...
No 'crazier' than one of our friends' last posts, which I really couldn't wait to 'share' this morning, because I couldn't help smiling, and there's nothing quite like a 'virtual hug' to make you feel all 'warm and fuzzy', except maybe a good pair of 'woolies'...
Go ahead and bring it in for Greg,- I think we could all use one...
Let me tell you what I understand about the 'good employment numbers', since he brought up 'cratering' factory activity,- I saw a chart on another program that indicated that there were huge numbers of manufacturing jobs lost last month, but there was some 'good news'... hiring for restaurant and hospitality jobs was 'up'. I know that I'm not a 'rocket surgeon' (lol), but it doesn't take much to figure out what it
means,- what it means is that all of those people that used to pay their mortgages with a 'decent' job are now having to work two jobs at a 'fast food' franchise... and that
is 'good news', don't you think?
And, 'Dave'... we don't need a "deep state conspiracy" to explain why Mr. Trump may be experiencing heart palpitations; some of those 'medications' that he seems to prefer are not good for 'long-term' use, and then, I can only imagine that the physical and 'emotional' effects of all of that gall that he must be carrying around will finally exact some toll on his health, generally, and, as you said yourself, he's no "spring chicken"... much less a 'magic unicorn', although I understand that the horn of the unicorn (possibly the rhinoceros, in this case) has inherent and natural 'healing properties'.
Do you think, under the circumstances, that I ought to ask if we can "give him the horn"?
It's possible...
And, speaking of 'healing properties', I thought I'd mention our friend Jacob Isael's latest video post in regard to Google's "Operation Nightingale", and add a couple of notes of my own... I can't really argue with the 'concept', since a nightingale is a bird, after all,- a little bird with a beautiful song,- and I can't help liking the symbolism. "The Sun of Righteousness will rise, with healing in its
wings." Then, there is a little 'extra something' in it, too... like 'Florence'. Florence Nightingale... I just thought it was funny.
I'll tell you what else I thought was 'funny', and that was the answer that was given by "Siri/Alexa" when asked about 'Jesus Christ',- they didn't say that they didn't know... they said that they didn't know how to help you with that...
yet. 'Yet' would seem to be the 'key word' in that statement. I think that they do know, and are prepared to 'help', but they aren't sure how best to do that 'yet'. I imagine that when the time comes, they may have some part in it since if, as I suspect, the purpose that the 'Great Pyramid' served had very much to do with a 'computing system', then we may be able to 'share' that 'stored information' (memory) with another 'computing system'. It is, at least, an interesting notion, and you know what they say...
"Sometimes a great notion..."
Now, here's another great notion that I thought was tremendously interesting, in light of my own concepts of 'universal plasma' as the medium of 'projection', let's say, of an 'electric universe', and this notion was evidently forwarded by a scientist as early as 1965, in which he determined that the moon, itself, is 'plasma', which, he says, explains why men have never (and will never, in this 'form', at least) set an actual foot on the moon. You should watch the video interview, "1965 scientist claims the moon is plasma - UNCUT", in which he 'debunks' gravity, and the 'speed of light', as well as ascribing to this 'basic material of the universe' a "great moral force"... and doesn't that sound familiar? It does...
What happens when you find your 'skate key'...
Oh, what a beautiful morning...
Wouldn't you say? With the exception, maybe, of that poor, hairless chihuahua that Joe was talking about,- it's name isn't "Cheat-o", is it?
Truthfully, I feel really badly for any creature without hair this morning... it's a cold one, but on the 'bright side', the sky is so clear that you can very nearly count the stars,- and, there was an early shooting star, in earnest of tonight's little "Star Party"...
Star party for the Unicorn... isn't it great? And it's a 'surprise party', too. Just about midnight, entering into 11/22, and I understand that the moon will be just 22 percent full, which makes it all that much better... if it really
could be any better. Oh, wait... it could. They are saying that the comet that is due to make a near-earth fly-by in conjunction with this strange little 'cosmic storm' only passes every 500 years, and that sounds familiar... like the same 500 years that it takes the Phoenix to 'rise again'. I just thought it was worth mentioning, under the circumstances.
I'll tell you what else I thought was particularly interesting, and I hadn't heard it mentioned yet, although, admittedly, there are many fascinating aspects to this event, and that is the placement of the unicorn in relation to the smaller constellation of Hydra,- which looks to me like a little 'snake in the grass' just under the Unicorn's 'heel'... which brings something else to mind,-
And the LORD God said unto the serpent, Because thou hast done this, thou art cursed above all cattle, and above every beast of the field; upon thy belly shalt thou go, and dust shalt thou eat all the days of thy life:
And I will put enmity between thee and the woman, and between thy seed and her seed; it shall bruise thy head, and thou shalt bruise his heel.
Maybe it's time...
And 'thank you' to an 'old friend' close to home, who evidently heard the news yesterday, too...
We'll be dancing in the moonlight, tonight...
See you there?
That was also a nice surprise,- I haven't heard that one for a while. I'll take that for a 'yes'...
Good morning, friends, and of course, I wish you all the blessings of the Sabbath Day,- may you find rest and peace in the presence of God, which I always feel 'best' in the darkness under the stars for some reason, probably mostly having to with the unsearchable immensity of it, and the glorious displays of sudden light that prompt my untiring admiration for that which creates and sustains it all. Thoughts of God are never difficult, under the circumstances, and even the stars, themselves cofirm our 'faith'...
The thing is, I can sing about unicorns all day long, but the truth is... only God can shoot 'sparkles'/stars out of a cosmic unicorn's 'rear end'... and again, under the circumstances, is faith in God so hard to find? And I believe there will be still greater 'evidences' given... wow. These are certainly 'days of wonder', and I'm just so happy to be here right now with all of you, if only to witness it all; I like to remember the song that the angels were said to have sung as they witnessed, on another starry night,-
Glory to God in the highest,-
Peace on earth, and good will toward men...Which is why 'crimson'/red was chosen to represent the 'Christ-mas' season... along with 'ever-green'.
The color crimson is said to be the color of the 'kermes dye', which signifies a celestial love of 'good'...As far as 'peace' is concerned, I might direct your thoughts to a place in Egypt that was once known as 'the Band of Peace', and the very real possibility that a king and priest such as Melchizedek (who was said to rule over the 'city of peace', Heru-salem)...
Heru
- "High, Above" A collective term for a number of Names depicted either as hawk-headed men or as full hawks, Heru symbolizes leadership of all sorts and specifically the leadership demonstrated in the position of Ruler of the Two Lands. Heru is known even before the advent of hieroglyphic writing from depictions on Predynastic pottery and walls, of hawks and standards with the hawk sitting atop them; Predynastic and early Dynastic kings wrote their names within a serekh, a drawing of a palace with a hawk sitting upon its roof. The Kemetic observed in the hawk theophany the quickness, intelligence, alertness and staying power of a just ruler; nothing escaped the watchful eye of the true Heru, and no wrongdoer escaped His claws. Earlier forms of Heru depict Him as an abstract sky-god, with the sun and moon His two eyes; later ones depict Him as anything from victory personified to the son of the Lord of the Dead, Heru-sa-Aset, who would become the most popular form of Heru in the later periods.
Source Author: Rev. Tamara Siuda www.kemet.org/taxonomy/term/87Oh, and here's a little 'something something' in regard to the Jewish notion that Gentiles 'enjoy' the 'flesh of donkeys'... there may be some bit of truth to that, after all, in an interestingly allegorical way,- I was reminded of the story of Balaam's donkey in which it turned out that the she-donkey saved Balaam's 'ass', because Balaam was absolutely 'blind' to the presence of the very "Angel of the Lord" that stood ready to destroy him, but the 'donkey's flesh' was more 'perceptive' of the 'truth' of the situation. I would imagine that the 'moral' of the story is plain enough to 'see', but I will refresh your memories this morning, in honor of the Sabbath Day...
Numbers
22, beginning with verse
22,-
...And God's anger was kindled because he went: and the angel of the LORD stood in the way for an adversary against him. Now he was riding upon his ass, and his two servants were with him.
23 And the ass saw the angel of the LORD standing in the way, and his sword drawn in his hand: and the ass turned aside out of the way, and went into the field: and Balaam smote the ass, to turn her into the way.
24 But the angel of the LORD stood in a path of the vineyards, a wall being on this side, and a wall on that side.
25 And when the ass saw the angel of the LORD, she thrust herself unto the wall, and crushed Balaam's foot against the wall: and he smote her again.
26 And the angel of the LORD went further, and stood in a narrow place, where was no way to turn either to the right hand or to the left.
27 And when the ass saw the angel of the LORD, she fell down under Balaam: and Balaam's anger was kindled, and he smote the ass with a staff.
28 And the LORD opened the mouth of the ass, and she said unto Balaam, What have I done unto thee, that thou hast smitten me these three times?
29 And Balaam said unto the ass, Because thou hast mocked me: I would there were a sword in mine hand, for now would I kill thee.
30 And the ass said unto Balaam, Am not I thine ass, upon which thou hast ridden ever since I was thine unto this day? was I ever wont to do so unto thee? And he said, Nay.
31 Then the LORD opened the eyes of Balaam, and he saw the angel of the LORD standing in the way, and his sword drawn in his hand: and he bowed down his head, and fell flat on his face.
32 And the angel of the LORD said unto him, Wherefore hast thou smitten thine ass these three times? behold, I went out to withstand thee, because thy way is perverse before me:
33 And the ass saw me, and turned from me these three times: unless she had turned from me, surely now also I had slain thee, and saved her alive.
Shabbat Shalom, friends... indeed.
That's right, friend... history doesn't change, until the moment that it changes.
What time is it...?
Comfort ye, comfort ye my people, saith your God.
Speak ye comfortably to Jerusalem, and cry unto her, that her warfare is accomplished, that her iniquity is pardoned: for she hath received of the LORD'S hand double for all her sins.
The voice of him that crieth in the wilderness, Prepare ye the way of the LORD, make straight in the desert a highway for our God.
Every valley shall be exalted, and every mountain and hill shall be made low: and the crooked shall be made straight, and the rough places plain:
And the glory of the LORD shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together: for the mouth of the LORD hath spoken it...
O Zion, that bringest good tidings, get thee up into the high mountain; O Jerusalem, that bringest good tidings, lift up thy voice with strength; lift it up, be not afraid; say unto the cities of Judah, Behold your God!For the 'set time' is come...
Have ye not known? have ye not heard? hath it not been told you from the beginning? have ye not understood from the foundations of the earth?
It is he that sitteth upon the circle of the earth, and the inhabitants thereof are as grasshoppers; that stretcheth out the heavens as a curtain, and spreadeth them out as a tent to dwell in:
That bringeth the princes to nothing; he maketh the judges of the earth as vanity.
Yea, they shall not be planted; yea, they shall not be sown: yea, their stock shall not take root in the earth: and he shall also blow upon them, and they shall wither, and the whirlwind shall take them away as stubble.
To whom then will ye liken me, or shall I be equal? saith the Holy One.
Lift up your eyes on high, and behold who hath created these things, that bringeth out their host by number: he calleth them all by names by the greatness of his might, for that he is strong in power; not one faileth.
Why sayest thou, O Jacob, and speakest, O Israel, My way is hid from the LORD, and my judgment is passed over from my God?
Hast thou not known? hast thou not heard, that the everlasting God, the LORD, the Creator of the ends of the earth, fainteth not, neither is weary? there is no searching of his understanding.
He giveth power to the faint; and to them that have no might he increaseth strength.
Even the youths shall faint and be weary, and the young men shall utterly fall:
But they that wait upon the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.
- Isaiah, chapter 40
And, 'thank you' for the 'energy shot'...
I'm feeling better... every day.
Here's a little 'word game' for you,- what does 'Torah' spell, backwards?
Har(l)ot...
The righteous perisheth, and no man layeth it to heart: and merciful men are taken away, none considering that the righteous is taken away from the evil to come.
He shall enter into peace: they shall rest in their beds, each one walking in his uprightness.
But draw near hither, ye sons of the sorceress, the seed of the adulterer and the whore.
Against whom do ye sport yourselves? against whom make ye a wide mouth, and draw out the tongue? are ye not children of transgression, a seed of falsehood,
Enflaming yourselves with idols under every green tree, slaying the children in the valleys under the clifts of the rocks?
Among the smooth stones of the stream is thy portion; they, they are thy lot: even to them hast thou poured a drink offering, thou hast offered a meat offering. Should I receive comfort in these?
Upon a lofty and high mountain hast thou set thy bed: even thither wentest thou up to offer sacrifice.
Behind the doors also and the posts hast thou set up thy remembrance: for thou hast discovered thyself to another than me, and art gone up; thou hast enlarged thy bed, and made thee a covenant with them; thou lovedst their bed where thou sawest it.
And thou wentest to the king with ointment, and didst increase thy perfumes, and didst send thy messengers far off, and didst debase thyself even unto hell.
Thou art wearied in the greatness of thy way; yet saidst thou not, There is no hope: thou hast found the life of thine hand; therefore thou wast not grieved.
And of whom hast thou been afraid or feared, that thou hast lied, and hast not remembered me, nor laid it to thy heart? have not I held my peace even of old, and thou fearest me not?
I will declare thy righteousness, and thy works; for they shall not profit thee.
When thou criest, let thy companies deliver thee; but the wind shall carry them all away; vanity shall take them: but he that putteth his trust in me shall possess the land, and shall inherit my holy mountain;
And shall say, Cast ye up, cast ye up, prepare the way, take up the stumblingblock out of the way of my people.
For thus saith the high and lofty One that inhabiteth eternity, whose name is Holy; I dwell in the high and holy place, with him also that is of a contrite and humble spirit, to revive the spirit of the humble, and to revive the heart of the contrite ones.
- Isaiah, chapter 57
I am not the only one who understands the 'true nature' of the enemy of mankind,- it was known, and 'hidden' from us, in the very places that we were least likely to look for it...
It's a good thing we have a 'secret weapon',- a 'black swan', as it were...
Meet X-17...
In 2015, a team of scientists spotted an unexpected glitch, or "anomaly", in a nuclear transition that could be explained by the production of an unknown particle. About a year later, theorists suggested that the new particle could be evidence of a new fundamental force of nature, in addition to electromagnetism, gravity and the strong and weak forces. The findings caught worldwide attention and prompted, among other studies, a direct search for the particle by the NA64 collaboration at CERN.phys.org/news/2019-11-plot-thickens-hypothetical-x17-particle.htmlA "new elementary particle"... that isn't really "new" at all,- it was known as 'Aether',- and, with the four previously known 'forces', it seems to bring a new level of understanding to these words...
...the foolishness of God is wiser than men; and the weakness of God is stronger than men.
For ye see your calling, brethren, how that not many wise men after the flesh, not many mighty, not many noble, are called:
But God hath chosen the foolish things of the world to confound the wise; and God hath chosen the weak things of the world to confound the things which are mighty;
And base things of the world, and things which are despised, hath God chosen, yea, and things which are not, to bring to nought things that are:
That no flesh should glory in his presence.
But of him are ye in Christ Jesus, who of God is made unto us wisdom, and righteousness, and sanctification, and redemption:
That, according as it is written, He that glorieth, let him glory in the Lord.
I think 'Mary the Jewess' would be quite pleased...
Well, let me try that again... I had begun my notes yesterday evening, when our 'radio friend' played my favorite reindeer song, and then... I just stopped. I was trying to think, and I was tired (again), and I thought I'd just take a little bit of a break... and here we are. So, because I still wanted our friend to know that I appreciate the 'fun', I'll begin with yesterday, and move along when I've said what I was going to say. About that 'fun'...
Oh, no, you dittn't...
I was hoping you would...
Here's something that I thought you might like, "Doctor Rock"; it was written by our old friend, 'Eugenius Philalethes' (Thomas Vaughan), for such a time as this is, I think... anyway, it seemed appropriate this weekend, in an interesting kind of a way...
Now then, you that would be what the ancient physicians were, "the health-giving hands of the gods", not quacks and salvos of the pipkin; you that would perform what you publicly profess and make your callings honest and conscionable: attend to the truth without spleen. Remember that prejudice is no religion and by consequence hath no reward. If this Art were damnable you might safely study it notwithstanding, for you have a precept to "prove all things" but to "hold fast that which is good". It is your duty not to be wanting to yourselves; and for my part -- that I may be wanting to none -- thus I begin...- Coelum Terrae
Thus I begin, with the one thought that I believe is entirely worthy of contemplation, and entirely true, and should provide us with some basic understanding for everything that proceeds from it...
God is totally comprehensive.
Think about that...
Immerse and repeat, as often as necessary, until desired effect is achieved.
"System breakers",- yes, that's a fine way to look at it. You see, it really is this 'system of things' that continues to hold us in a position of detachment from our own Source, and place itself firmly between you and the door. I believe that there was in place, at a former time in our own history, a different kind of a 'system', in which a much closer, and more 'organic' connection with God was enjoyed by all men and that our future lies somewhere within that past; we have all seen the 'evidence' of it, and have begun to believe that it is true, indeed, as I do. I do not discount the written Word of God, as it is given to us, by His own prophets and messengers that have appeared at various times, in diverse places, to all men, in order that all men might know God. To suppose that God has revealed himself to only one certain group of men at the expense of all other good men, everywhere, is vain and unworthy of God. That which has existed from the beginning has made itself known from the beginning, and will reveal itself again and again, continually, and endlessly. The only problem is with your 'perception' of God, and I wonder often how it is that men just don't 'see' Him... everywhere.
The purpose of 'breaking the system' is not to bring about 'chaos', but rather, to restore the peace... and, in my imagination, I can 'see' it; I can 'see' it, because He has spoken it. That's the other great thing about 'children', you know,- if their Father said it, it must be so. It is so.
Isaiah 57... beginning with
17,-
For the iniquity of his covetousness was I wroth, and smote him: I hid me, and was wroth, and he went on frowardly in the way of his heart.
I have seen his ways, and will heal him: I will lead him also, and restore comforts unto him and to his mourners.
I create the fruit of the lips; Peace, peace to him that is far off, and to him that is near, saith the LORD; and I will heal him.
But the wicked are like the troubled sea, when it cannot rest, whose waters cast up mire and dirt.
There is no peace, saith my God, to the wicked.
"Stairway"...
And it makes me wonder...Well, it's a perfect 'intro' for the notes that I have to make this evening, that's for sure; you know, I wonder about that, too, but... it's too much fun to think about too much. Anyway, I was re-visiting our friend, Thomas Vaughan, recently, because I felt as if there were something that I needed to hear, in consideration of what it was that I've seen, and handled, and since it is a rather unique substance, I turned my thoughts to his unique perspective... it was, indeed, just what I needed. As I said, I've seen something in the atmosphere here on at least three seperate occasions within the past couple of months only, that I remember making any observation of it. These several instances included various weather conditions from dry and sunny to a wet, early morning and in each case, the 'substance' remained the same as to appearance; it floated in the air, gently, and it had the look of a bit of 'down', or a large flake of paper or ash, maybe, except that, when I followed one of the flakes, and touched it, it was of a thick, liquid-ish nature and not 'solid' at all. It maintained an irregularly-shaped solid-y form, but it was white and softly 'gelatinous', I suppose, like... something that Thomas Vaughan(Eugenius Philalethes, so to speak) had made rather a large mention of in his work,
Coelum Terrae, and due to the nature of my own little 'notebook', I couldn't help remarking on it, after all, since it may prove to be 'eventful', under the circumstances...
If we are speaking of a 'fifth force', then I can't think of any reason why I cannot entertain the real existence of this thing that the real workers of a Royal Art and true science referred to, and if it is that thing, then what exactly do you think it means? I would think that it would open a whole world of possibilites...
Now, this changeable nature whereof he speaks is the first, visible, tangible substance that ever God made: it is white in appearance and Paracelsus gives you the reason why: "All things," saith he, "when they first proceed from God are white, but He colours them afterwards according to His pleasure." An example we have in this very matter, which the philosophers call sometimes their Red Magnesia, sometimes their white, by which descriptions they have deceived many men. For in the first preparation the chaos is blood-red, because the Central Sulphur is stirred up and discovered by the Philosophical Fire. In the second it is exceeding white and transparent like the heavens. It is in truth somewhat like common quicksilver, but of a celestial, transcendent brightness, for there is nothing upon earth like it. This fine substance is the child of the elements and it is a most pure sweet virgin, for nothing as yet hath been generated out of her. But if at any time she breeds it is by the fire of Nature, for that is her husband. She is no animal, no vegetable, no mineral, neither is she extracted out of animals, vegetables or minerals, but she is pre-existent to them all, for she is the mother of them. Yet one thing I must say: she is not much short of life, for she is almost animal. Her composition is miraculous and different from all other compounds whatsoever. Gold is not so compact but every sophister concludes it is no simple; but she is so much one that no man believes she is more. She yields to nothing but love, for her end is generation and that was never yet performed by violence. He that knows how to wanton and toy with her, the same shall receive all her treasures. First, she sheds at her nipples a thick, heavy water, but white as any snow: the philosophers call it Virgin's Milk. Secondly, she gives him blood from her very heart: it is a quick, heavenly fire; some improperly call it their sulphur. Thirdly and lastly, she presents him with a secret crystal, of more worth and lustre than the white rock and all her rosials. This is she, and these are her favours: catch her, if you can.
To this character and discovery of my own I shall add some more descriptions, as I find her limned and dressed by her other lovers. Some few -- but such as knew her very well -- have written that she is not only one and three but withal four and five, and this truth is essential. The titles they have bestowed on her are diverse. They call her their Catholic Magnesia and the Sperm of the World out of which all natural things are generated. Her birth -- say they -- is singular and not without a miracle, her complexion heavenly and different from her parents. her body also in some sense is incorruptible and the common elements cannot destroy it, neither will she mix with them essentially. In the outward shape or figure she resembles a stone and yet is no stone, for they call her their White Gum and Water of the Sea, Water of Life, Most Pure and Blessed Water; and yet they mind not water of the clouds or rain water, nor water of the well, nor dew, but a certain thick, permanent, saltish water, that is dry and wets not the hands, a viscous, slimy water generated out of the fatness of the earth. They call her also their twofold Mercury and Azoth, begotten by the influences of two globes, celestial and terrestrial. Moreover, they affirm her to be of that nature that no fire can destroy her, which of all other descriptions is most true, for she is fire herself, having in her a portion of the universal fire of Nature and a secret celestial spirit, which spirit is animated and quickened by God Himself, wherefore also they call her their Most Blessed Stone. Lastly, they say she is a middle nature between thick and thin, neither altogether earthy nor altogether fiery but a mean aerial substance -- to be found everywhere and every time of the year.www.levity.com/alchemy/vaughan1.htmlI know it seems to be somewhat 'improbable', but... if it's not that, friends, I don't know what it is...
And, if I'm going to dream at all, I'm going to do what Mr. Disney said, and "Dream big"...
Gosh... I can't help feeling kind of badly for that poor "rambling basement blogger" that the White House is making fun of,- it must be uncomfortable to know that they read your material at all... I would think. I don't bother to read theirs, if it's any consolation to them...
Since we're on the subject of 'the White House' and its 'lack of material', so to speak, I thought that I should make a note or two as to just where my thoughts are on the current impeachment process, and what I expect to come of it, just so you know.
As far as I'm concerned, it's probably a case of "too little, and too late" and I expect nothing to come of it, since very nearly half of the voting citizens of this country have decided to hang their futures on his 'coattails', for better or worse, I'm sure. It all has to do with being on what you perceive to be the 'winning side', I suppose; they are afraid to lose what they have, since most of them have some sort of 'fortunes' to be lost, and that would establish a new form of 'equality' that most of them wouldn't appreciate the way that you'd think they would. There will soon be hard times facing this country, and the world, generally, and these people are tying their futures to the 'new order' that is sure to result from them; it shows a true a lack of faith in the fact that something greater than wealth and political power unites us, which is a sad indicator of the state of our 'union'. There's that... and then there's the other little matter of admitting that you were 'wrong'; unfortunately, when you deny the truth, there is no way that you can be 'right', or 'go right', no matter what you perceive the 'end of the matter' to be.
Sing unto God, sing praises to his name: extol him that rideth upon the heavens by his name JAH, and rejoice before him.
A father of the fatherless, and a judge of the widows, is God in his holy habitation.
God setteth the solitary in families: he bringeth out those which are bound with chains: but the rebellious dwell in a dry land.
O God, when thou wentest forth before thy people, when thou didst march through the wilderness; Selah:
The earth shook, the heavens also dropped at the presence of God: even Sinai itself was moved at the presence of God, the God of Israel.
Thou, O God, didst send a plentiful rain, whereby thou didst confirm thine inheritance, when it was weary.
Thy congregation hath dwelt therein: thou, O God, hast prepared of thy goodness for the poor.
The Lord gave the word: great was the company of those that published it.
Kings of armies did flee apace: and she that tarried at home divided the spoil.
Though ye have lien among the pots, yet shall ye be as the wings of a dove covered with silver, and her feathers with yellow gold.
When the Almighty scattered kings in it, it was white as snow in Salmon.
The hill of God is as the hill of Bashan; an high hill as the hill of Bashan.
Why leap ye, ye high hills? this is the hill which God desireth to dwell in; yea, the LORD will dwell in it for ever.
The chariots of God are twenty thousand, even thousands of angels: the Lord is among them, as in Sinai, in the holy place.
Thou hast ascended on high, thou hast led captivity captive: thou hast received gifts for men; yea, for the rebellious also, that the LORD God might dwell among them.
Blessed be the Lord, who daily loadeth us with benefits, even the God of our salvation. Selah.
He that is our God is the God of salvation; and unto GOD the Lord belong the issues from death.
But God shall wound the head of his enemies, and the hairy scalp of such an one as goeth on still in his trespasses.
The Lord said, I will bring again from Bashan, I will bring my people again from the depths of the sea...
Princes shall come out of Egypt; Ethiopia shall soon stretch out her hands unto God.
Sing unto God, ye kingdoms of the earth; O sing praises unto the Lord; Selah:
To him that rideth upon the heavens of heavens, which were of old; lo, he doth send out his voice, and that a mighty voice.
Ascribe ye strength unto God: his excellency is over Israel, and his strength is in the clouds.
- Psalm 68
I can't wait for your 'reindeer translator', Google-bot... I'm quite looking forward to their explanation as to how it is that they acquired anti-gravity... and why they call poor Rudolph names.
"Hysteria, when you're near..."
A little bit crazy... dip?
Well, let's see... what almost
didn't make the 'news' this morning? Most notably, I'd say, is the fact that (in spite of its having been previously voted down by both sides) just about one million people are going to lose their 'food assistance' via the federal SNAP Program, and nobody is really talking about it, with the exception of Senator Debbie Stabenow and a brief interview that I saw on MSNBC. Several things, evidently, about this piece of legislation seem to be happening in direct opposition to the lawful 'will of the people' as expressed through the bill's passage last year by a very large majority, but that doesn't seem to be any real impediment to the government's enforcing of its own 'will', in spite of the 'people'... and I mean that. They used to call that 'tyranny', but now... we barely dare name it at all. They tried to accomplish this 'food stamps' cut earlier, but couldn't make it 'stick' since so many voting citizens will be affected by this 'change in the rules', but the next major election will be for the office of the president, and it is not likely that many of his voters will be among those that are 'cut off'; for the affected farmers, he has chosen to give over about 16 billion dollars in 'aid', some of which will go to actual foreign interests. I believe that the total amount of 'benefits' to food stamp recipients amounts to a much lesser figure of only about 1 billion dollars. The reasons for this are actually rather apparent, but the reason that you aren't paying attention has much to do with the overwhelming news of 'impeachment', for which, the chances of its actual 'success' in removing the man from office, as I have said (barring some sort of 'divine intervention'), are just about zero.
The reason that they are so desperate to 'cut off' as many people as possible from any dependence upon the government, generally, for their food supply is, as I say, fairly obvious... due to the crop losses incurred by the freakish weather conditions, not only here in North America, but worldwide (and not only this year, but for several years previously), there will be
very serious food shortages occurring that will raise the prices on all commodities well beyond the place at which they can be 'given away'. All food supplies will soon enough be reserved for the highest bidders... and not 'given' to those who would seem to have nothing to give in return. And, somewhat paradoxically, while they are saying that people should 'work' to earn their benefits, the monies that were approved for 'job training' as part of the bill that was passed are also 'gone' from the 'real plan'. I suggest some real plans for community/shared gardens and street-corner fruit trees on every possible lot, such as I have heard is being done by our own friends here in the Coos Bay area. Chickens will be a good investment, and goats are also good 'providers' for little real investment... they give sweeter milk than cows, and require much less in the way of feed.
Neither have there been
any reports of changes or improvements made to our voting system, since all of this came to 'light',- no matter who it was that 'intervened',- ultimately, the 'who' doesn't matter at all, because the door is still wide open, and our government appears to be totally uncaring as to just who comes waltzing in, so long as they are able to do us a little 'favor'...
I knew, the moment that the Mueller investigation was ended, suddenly and silently, on a Friday afternoon, that the 'future' of this country had been 'passed' into 'other hands', let's say... and those hands are not open to a change in course; and, because certain 'historically unique' things are happening at this time, all efforts will be made to 'enforce the Order', and some things are happening very quickly, indeed, such as the reported number of troops that may be sent to the middle east, likely very soon, and North Korea evidently feels such 'friendship' for our president that he is considering sending us a 'Christmas gift'. I have a lucky quarter that says it won't be the horse...
If anyone were interested in real 'high crimes and misdemeanors' for which the man might be charged, I can't help remembering that he is already named as an "unidicted co-conspirator" in a case of campaign finance violation, for which his 'indicted' co-conspirator has already been convicted, and jailed. Is there any reason that
that doesn't qualify as a 'crime'? Seriously...
Well... you can see that I have not much 'faith' in the 'system', as it is, but that is not to say that I have no faith in something Greater, nor have I hesitated for a moment in believing that every one of the 'signs' points only one way...
"Our Father, Who art in heaven, hallowed be Thy Name.
Thy Kingdom come; Thy Will be done, on earth, as it is in heaven..."
And it will.
But when all this has befallen, Asclepius, then the Master and Father, God, the first before all, the maker of that god who first came into being, will look on that which has come to pass, and will stay the disorder by the counterworking of his will, which is the good.
He will call back to the right path those who have gone astray; he will cleanse the world from evil, now washing it away with water-floods, now burning it out with fiercest fire, or again expelling it by war and pestilence.
And thus he will bring back his world to its former aspect, so that the Kosmos will once more be deemed worthy of worship and wondering reverence, and God, the maker and restorer of the mighty fabric, will be adored by the men of that day with unceasing hymns of praise and blessing.
Such is the new birth of the Kosmos; it is a making again of all things good, a holy and awe-striking restoration of all nature; and it is wrought in the process of time by the eternal will of God.
For Gods will has no beginning; it is ever the same, and as it now is, even so it has ever been, without beginning.
For it is the very being of God to purpose good.- Hermes Trismegistus
And then, to this point, exactly, I saw a short video posted of Dr. Steven Greer's talk in regard to the future, and our 'place' in this particular 'transformation'... I would like to forward it to you, since this is just what I have tried to say about 'building' on a 'higher level', and particularly the 'building' of a
true Temple and a New Jerusalem, which is said to 'descend', and this is the place from which it will be 'coming down',- that 'higher level' on which a Master Builder occupies himself.
And I saw a new heaven and a new earth: for the first heaven and the first earth were passed away; and there was no more sea.
And I John saw the holy city, new Jerusalem, coming down from God out of heaven, prepared as a bride adorned for her husband.
And I heard a great voice out of heaven saying, Behold, the tabernacle of God is with men, and he will dwell with them, and they shall be his people, and God himself shall be with them, and be their God.
And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.
And he that sat upon the throne said, Behold, I make all things new. And he said unto me, Write: for these words are true and faithful.
And he said unto me, It is done. I am Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the end. I will give unto him that is athirst of the fountain of the water of life freely.
He that overcometh shall inherit all things; and I will be his God, and he shall be my son.
- Revelation 21
And that's the 'good news' today, friends...
Well, there's that, and I see that Mr. Trump's job approval ratings are down, generally, in the 'fake polls'...
Oh, I'm a believer...
Well, let's see... if it's Tuesday, it must be time for a 'visit' from the Russian Prime Minister...
I can only assume that their 'investment' isn't paying off the way that they had hoped that it would; time for a little 'pep talk', I guess.
And, of course, in other 'news', we have the disturbing reports of what may be the 'first rumblings' of the 'Ring of Fire'; I am not surprised, since we have known that it is coming,- and we know 'why'. Neither am I 'happy' to know it, since these are most serious acts and will bring serious consequences... neither am I afraid. What I am is convinced,- convinced that this is an opportunity for the demonstration of the presence of God, here, among us, and a witness to His great power,- the power of salvation in the midst of destruction, in order that all men should know and understand that the power of Life, and Death, is in His hands. My testimony is this... that our God is not a god of the 'dead', but of the living, for the dead cannot praise Thee, and this we will do.
(To the chief Musician for the sons of Korah, A Song upon Alamoth.) God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble.
Therefore will not we fear, though the earth be removed, and though the mountains be carried into the midst of the sea;
Though the waters thereof roar and be troubled, though the mountains shake with the swelling thereof. Selah.
There is a river, the streams whereof shall make glad the city of God, the holy place of the tabernacles of the most High.
God is in the midst of her; she shall not be moved: God shall help her, and that right early.
The heathen raged, the kingdoms were moved: he uttered his voice, the earth melted.
The LORD of hosts is with us; the God of Jacob is our refuge. Selah.
Come, behold the works of the LORD, what desolations he hath made in the earth.
He maketh wars to cease unto the end of the earth; he breaketh the bow, and cutteth the spear in sunder; he burneth the chariot in the fire.
Be still, and know that I am God: I will be exalted among the heathen, I will be exalted in the earth.
11 The LORD of hosts is with us; the God of Jacob is our refuge. Selah.
- Psalm 46
Now, I have heard the 'theory' that supposes that Moses was Sen-en-Mut, Steward of the God's Mother, and Steward of the God's Daughter, but I believe that it was not Moses, since he afterward disposed of all notions of 'mother/daughter' and supplanted it with a patriarchal system which denied women their 'voice' in religious matters; I believe that the true identity of Sen-en-Mut was actually the 'cousin' of Moses... Korah. The fact that he 'disappeared' from the records only serves to strengthen my hypothesis, and let us consider the 'facts' that are known in regard to the character of Sen-en-Mut...
Senenmut first enters the historical record on a national level as the "Steward of the God's Wife" (Hatshepsut) and "Steward of the King's Daughter" (Neferure). Some Egyptologists place Senenmut's entry into royal service during the reign of Thutmose I, but it is far more likely that it occurred during either the reign of Thutmose II or while Hatshepsut was still regent and not pharaoh. After Hatshepsut was crowned pharaoh, Senenmut was given more prestigious titles and became high steward of the king.
Senenmut supervised the quarrying, transport, and erection of twin obelisks, at the time the tallest in the world, at the entrance to the Temple of Karnak. Neither stands today though they were commemorated in the Chapelle Rouge. Karnak's Red Chapel, or Chapelle Rouge, was intended as a barque shrine and may have originally stood between the two obelisks. (The remaining obelisks of Hatshepsut were erected in Year Fifteen as part of her Heb Sed Festival; one still stands in the Temple of Karnak whilst the other is in pieces, having fallen many centuries ago.)
Senenmut claims to be the chief architect of Hatshepsut's works at Deir el-Bahri. Senenmut's masterpiece building project was the Mortuary Temple complex of Hatshepsut at Deir el-Bahri. It was designed and implemented by Senenmut on a site on the west bank of the Nile, close to the entrance to the Valley of the Kings. The focal point was the Djeser-Djeseru or "the Sublime of the Sublimes" mortuary temple-('Holy (of) Holiests'), a colonnaded structure of perfect harmony built nearly one thousand years before the Parthenon. Djeser-Djeseru sits atop a series of terraces that were once graced with gardens. It is built into a cliff face that rises sharply above it. Djeser-Djeseru and the other buildings of the Deir el-Bahri complex are considered to be among the great buildings of the ancient world. The building complex design is thought to be derived from the mortuary temple of Mentuhotep II built nearly 500 years earlier at Deir-el-Bahri. Senenmut's importance at the royal court under Hatshepsut is unquestionable
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/SenenmutIn other words, friends, he was, himself, a 'Master Builder', and it is not known that Moses constructed any thing, subsequent to his having left Egypt... in fact, it was only a temporary 'tabernacle' that he raised, according to the historical records. Neither did he have any great power in Egypt, even though he was trained in Egypt, and this is most likely the reason that he left Egypt,- he could not effect the changes in politics and religion that he desired to make. It seems quite unlikely, then, that he might have been Sen-en-Mut.
Just sayin'...
Hay, friend... me, too...
Still...
It is 12/12, and that makes a 'double portion', wouldn't you say? I will...
"Twelve stones of memorial..."
Now, I'd like to continue with the idea of 'the daughter of God', which 'office' the girl, Neferure, was born into; in the case that you believe that it is a 'made up' notion that falls squarely outside of the Jewish religion (or, their 'knowledge', at least), I would just like to point out that this 'person' of the 'daughter of God' was written about in the
Bahir, in several instances. Therefore, they were acquainted with this knowledge, but outside of these few references, it was coveniently buried, and for the most part, forgotten. It was, I believe, referred to in a short verse taken from the 'New Testament', which alludes to this short piece (No. 54) from the
Bahir, and that is otherwise quite 'strange'...
...For we know in part, and we prophesy in part.
But when that which is perfect is come, then that which is in part shall be done away.
When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things.
12 For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known.
- the first book of Corinthians, chapter 13
From the
Bahir, numbered 54...
What is this like? A King once had a daughter who was good, pleasant, beautiful and perfect. He married her to a royal prince, and clothed, crowned and bejewled her, giving her much money.
Is it possible for the King to ever leave his daughter? You will agree that it is not. Is it possible for him to be with her constantly? You will also agree that it is not. What can he then do? He can place a window between the two, and whenever the father needs the daughter, or the daughter needs the father, they can come togeter through the window.
It is thus written (Psalm 45:14), "All glorious is the king's daughter inside, her garment is interwoven with gold."Psalm 45...
I apologize for the delay in my 'notes', but... I've been 'this close' to the flu, working every day, anyway, and rather depressed due to the nearness of the holiday season, as I have been for the last twenty (or a few more) years, it seems. I did as much 'resting' as I could, and felt as if I needed it. I've been thinking to add somewhat to my notes for a few days, now, but... I've been waiting for something,- not that I knew what,- but there was just 'something' that I needed to hear, or see, before I went on... and, tonight, it came. There were two specific 'words', an 'ugly sweater' message, and then... at just about 6:30, I saw more than I had dared hope for, but have been waiting to see, nevertheless. I will describe it for you, and it was just as I will report it, and it was, unequivically, the most wonderful, awesome thing that I've ever seen... ever... so far.
I went outside to stand on the deck behind the house, just because... I love the night sky, and the sky is particularly clear tonight, for the first time in about a week (it's been raining and cloudy), and it is absolutely full of stars,- I can see... forever... and then some. I saw that there were a great number of stars flying through the sky tonight,- more than usual,- I counted three in less than a minute, and I just saw that we are in the middle of an 'Ursid' meteor shower, so that I will be sure to go outside again this evening, probably many times, because I understand that tonight is the 'peak' of the shower, and I rarely get to see them, due to the inclement weather, so this is all exciting enough, but it gets better... waaaaaaaay better.
As I was looking up at the sky, watching for another 'moving star', I found one... moving south to north, and a second 'star' followed it, and then a third, and a fourth; I said, 'Oh, don't tell me those are reindeer', as they looked as if they were 'tied in a line', but, to my very great amazement, they just kept coming, one after another, in a straight line across the sky, at an equal distance from the ones before and behind (I held up my hand to measure, and they were about my hand's length apart, each and every one, the same); they followed all the same straight path across the sky,- not at all randomly, like the 'floating' orbs,- and there were so many that I lost count after about 13, but there were certainly over twenty... probably 22, or 3, or 4... at least. They came from the south, and each and every one 'disappeared' from sight at the same point, just past my head and over the tree on the side,- they just 'went dark' at that point... all of them. They were not meteors, which would in no possible scenario follow a single track nor maintain an equidistant position from the other over-twenty meteors that followed. If I could describe it, I would say that it was more of a 'military parade' of 'stars'... which brings me to one of the 'words' that I was waiting to hear, and it was this...
Well, friend Ernest... it seems that we have 'reinforcements'...
It is, indeed, a time of miracles.
I keep looking up.
There... that's better.
"We're on a mission from God..."
Part of that mission, at least, is to be 'standard bearers' in a spiritual war,- and I did want to say a public 'thank you' to the editor of the publication, "Christianity Today", for raising that 'standard'... to follow the example that we were given is to be a Christ-ian,- anything less, or different, is not. Sadly, the 'Church' has become little more than a corporate tax-shelter, and their 'prosperity gospel' must surely be an affront to the homeless Master, who provided for others, but had nothing much to call his own. The only 'sanctuary' that the Church today can be relied upon to provide is for the abusers of children, of whom the very kingdom of Heaven is said to be filled, symbolically, and perhaps that is the reason that they are treated with such contempt by their false shepherds. Somebody has to raise their voices in protest, if they will profess to know God at all, and the great shame is that among so many "Christians", so few will testify in truth to the 'gospel' of the Christ.
Therefore all things whatsoever ye would that men should do to you, do ye even so to them: for this is the law and the prophets.
Enter ye in at the strait gate: for wide is the gate, and broad is the way, that leadeth to destruction, and many there be which go in thereat:
Because strait is the gate, and narrow is the way, which leadeth unto life, and few there be that find it.
Beware of false prophets, which come to you in sheep's clothing, but inwardly they are ravening wolves.
Ye shall know them by their fruits. Do men gather grapes of thorns, or figs of thistles?
Even so every good tree bringeth forth good fruit; but a corrupt tree bringeth forth evil fruit.
A good tree cannot bring forth evil fruit, neither can a corrupt tree bring forth good fruit.
Every tree that bringeth not forth good fruit is hewn down, and cast into the fire.
Wherefore by their fruits ye shall know them.
Not every one that saith unto me, Lord, Lord, shall enter into the kingdom of heaven; but he that doeth the will of my Father which is in heaven.
Many will say to me in that day, Lord, Lord, have we not prophesied in thy name? and in thy name have cast out devils? and in thy name done many wonderful works?
And then will I profess unto them, I never knew you: depart from me, ye that work iniquity.
Therefore whosoever heareth these sayings of mine, and doeth them, I will liken him unto a wise man, which built his house upon a rock:
And the rain descended, and the floods came, and the winds blew, and beat upon that house; and it fell not: for it was founded upon a rock.
And every one that heareth these sayings of mine, and doeth them not, shall be likened unto a foolish man, which built his house upon the sand:
And the rain descended, and the floods came, and the winds blew, and beat upon that house; and it fell: and great was the fall of it.
And it came to pass, when Jesus had ended these sayings, the people were astonished at his doctrine...
- Matthew, chapter 7
Time flies...
...and now, it's almost time to end a year, and a decade, and maybe some other things, as well. I have a lot of notes to make, since I've been busy trying to 'begin' some things here, and I've also taken some 'quiet time', just to think about... other things. Considering what is about to happen, on many fronts, I thought it was best to 'take stock' of what I've heard, and seen, and contemplated... I am satisfied with my thoughts, and look forward to sharing most of them, for better or worse, I suppose. I don't really see how it could be much worse, so I might as well get started...
It's New Year's Eve, so I thought I would have some fun...
To begin, I'd like to answer "Dahboo's" last question,- "Did anybody else see it?" Well, yes... I did. I told you that I did, a week before they were reported in Canada, except that probably nobody believed me. Uh huh. So... do I know what they were? Not in the particular, although I'm quite certain that it has everything to do with the second post of his that I watched, which was in regard to 'disclosure' and the 'Space Force', and just what the government is 'afraid of'... a coming 'judgment day', for instance, which they certainly know is coming, but not the day, nor the hour; it is, indeed, a dreadful feeling of anticipation that they must enjoy,- after all, the word has been given, and it must be rather horrible to know that it is all really happening, in spite of all your best laid plans. Isaiah told you, and I have repeated it for you here, previously, but let's read it again, just for 'fun'...
...from Chapter 13
Lift ye up a banner upon the high mountain, exalt the voice unto them, shake the hand, that they may go into the gates of the nobles.
I have commanded my sanctified ones, I have also called my mighty ones for mine anger, even them that rejoice in my highness.
The noise of a multitude in the mountains, like as of a great people; a tumultuous noise of the kingdoms of nations gathered together: the LORD of hosts mustereth the host of the battle.
They come from a far country, from the end of heaven, even the LORD, and the weapons of his indignation, to destroy the whole land.
Howl ye; for the day of the LORD is at hand; it shall come as a destruction from the Almighty.They are coming "from the end of heaven", which must be... where, do you think? Space... maybe? I can't help thinking of William (Bill) Cooper, and what he had to say about the 'two groups' of 'aliens' that made contact with representatives of our own government, in the early 1950's; one group was 'human looking' and they offered their assistance, if humanity would give up their nuclear weapons, and live peacefully, but... their offer was turned down. Remember that it is written that we are to treat strangers (aliens) with deference, since we might actually be entertaining 'angels' unawares; this means, simply, that they can, or do, take on a 'human looking' appearance. The 'true nature' of this first group can only be guessed at, since they were, as I said, turned down, and no records of that meeting were really kept, except in the fading memories of those few persons that might have been present at that rather singular meeting.
The second group of 'aliens' were the owners of the 'saucers' that were found, two of which (and the most secretly held examples of their craft) were said to have contained 'body parts', both human and animal, and that it was their 'assistance' that our government chose to accept (perhaps out of fear, after all), and this group still continues their grip on our government and our many 'resources'. It is this group that I believe are connected with the 'serpent race' or 'reptilian hybrids' of this planet, in a rather nasty (and uneasy) symbiotic relationship that involves blood, and power, and ultimately control of it all. I'll tell you another interesting detail of this story... these aliens told our representatives that they came from a planet near Betelgeuse, and that they needed 'help', because their star was dying. That seemed rather fantastic, at the time, but... it seems that Betelgeuse is, indeed, dimming for some reason. It may not mean anything, after all, but it did seem like rather a coincidence worth mentioning, especially since somebody else just mentioned 'Dyson sphere'...
"Star wars"...
And now, let me share with you one of the prophecies of Nostredamus, in regard to the year 2020, which I thought was quite fascinating, under the circumstances...
Alas, how we will see a great nation sorely troubled,
And the holy law in utter ruin;
Christianity governed thoughout by other laws,
When a new source of gold and silver is discovered.Well... how do you like that?
It sounds rather... promising...
Behold, I will send my messenger, and he shall prepare the way before me: and the Lord, whom ye seek, shall suddenly come to his temple, even the messenger of the covenant, whom ye delight in: behold, he shall come, saith the LORD of hosts.
But who may abide the day of his coming? and who shall stand when he appeareth? for he is like a refiner's fire, and like fullers' soap:
And he shall sit as a refiner and purifier of silver: and he shall purify the sons of Levi, and purge them as gold and silver, that they may offer unto the LORD an offering in righteousness.
Then shall the offering of Judah and Jerusalem be pleasant unto the LORD, as in the days of old, and as in former years.
And I will come near to you to judgment; and I will be a swift witness against the sorcerers, and against the adulterers, and against false swearers, and against those that oppress the hireling in his wages, the widow, and the fatherless, and that turn aside the stranger from his right, and fear not me, saith the LORD of hosts.
For I am the LORD, I change not; therefore ye sons of Jacob are not consumed.
Even from the days of your fathers ye are gone away from mine ordinances, and have not kept them. Return unto me, and I will return unto you, saith the LORD of hosts.- Malachi, chapter 3
Frankly, I'm excited...
Well... good morning. It's 6:06, on the 6th day of January, in the new year of a new decade of a new... millenium, if you will, and while it seems rather late to say, "Happy New Year", nor did I care much to say "Shabbat Shalom" on this past Sabbath Day (considering the circumstances), I would just like to say that "it's good to see you All"...
My own 'time' has been rather conscripted, lately, and when I'm left to myself for more than a few minutes, I've been trying to keep up with the various 'news reports', and indulging in some little bit of rest for my mind, and my body; things go right, and things go wrong, and I don't mind so much, except that it seems to be happening so quickly, with no time to adjust or respond... so, this morning, I thought I should take the time to make a few various notes here, for the record, as it were...
A 'new world record', I hope...
To begin, I'd like to remind you that I told you this was very likely to happen,- I said that when Mr. Trump's 'liability', either political or legal, becomes too untenable to support by other means, you would see that a 'diversionary action' would be taken that would come as a 'war' or a 'natural disaster' that would serve to divert the national attention to bigger fish that bear frying and take the 'heat' off of Mr. Trump for just long enough to justify his remaining in office, because... he will 'save' us. And, what do you know? Here we are... with the 'red flag of war' being raised against us, rather suddenly, in the face of what seems to be a very questionable 'act of war' on the part of Mr. Trump. And that, in the face of an impeachment trial looming in the Senate, for which new evidence seems to be turning up even now, that makes the likelihood of his 'skating' through it less likely by the day. You don't need to look as far ahead as his 're-election' as a motive, since he might, theoretically, not make it that far... and that can't happen.
Let's talk about the 'Three Amigos'... no, not
those three... the
real 'three amigos', which are Mr. Trump, Mr. Putin, and Mr. Netenyahu. After all, I just saw a huge photo-banner hanging on the side of a skyscraper in Jerusalem, I believe, which featured a very friendly Mssrs. Putin and Netenyahu grinning like Cheshire cats and pumping each other's hands as if they were oil rigs. And we know how Mr. Trump feels about Mr. Putin and Mr. Netenyahu... Trump has been stamped on an Israeli coin, and it seems from the reporting as if Mr. Trump has been the beneficiary of many very friendly Russian fianancial backers, just as Mr. Netenyahu has been the beneficiary of American finances and weapons, as well as much of Russia's own technology and weapons. And that all makes them very friendly, indeed, if not actually 'great friends'...
It is interesting, under the circumstances, don't you think?
And, lest only our 'hindsight' be 20/20, let's try 'predicting the future' based on current events, which I told you should be fairly simple, and accurate... so, what else is going on? There are efforts underway in both Colorado and Virginia to confiscate guns from the population, and various 'theories' being fronted in connection with that... but let's use our 'common sense' to put this in perspective, shall we? Considering that it seems that Iran has just signalled the possibility of a 'strike on the White House', and we already know that the 'new' center of governemnt will be, where? Oh, that's right... Denver, Colorado... in the case of a 'national emergency', and where it would be really inconvenient to leave the local population (who might not turn out to be so supportive of what might be happening) with guns in their hands, so close to the new seat of government. And, what about Virgina? Well, there
is the Norfolk Naval Station... where I might expect somebody to make a 'landing',- 'friendly', of course... although some of us might fail to see it that way, I suppose.
So, considering that this is already happening, and just before the 'threat' on the 'White House' was made, it would seem to me that somebody is anticipating the 'move' in advance of 'events'...
Please re-visit the Denver Airport murals, where "the future is now"...
Just like I tried to tell you a few years ago. I find the mural that is shown as titled, "In Peace and Harmony with Nature" to be particularly disturbing, since it shows the sleeping corpses of three female figures against a backdrop of a wildfire raging through the forests, and a variety of animal and bird species that are now... dead, as well. I can't help thinking of the koalas. Is this the future that you were looking for? It is certainly one possibility, according to the 'engineers' of such things.
No, friend... it doesn't take a 'rocket scientist' to figure these things out, but you do have to keep your eyes open, at least, if you expect to develop your 2020 'vision'. I still have one...
Welcome to the 'new age'...
Meanwhile, back at the 'ranch'...
Do you know what the 'Shaitan' said?
"They are not grateful... they will not be grateful."
On the contrary,- I have made it my own particular 'mission' to be... grateful... every day, for every good thing that comes with it and from it, and I try to remind my friends that we have much to be grateful for. Even if I am the only one today, dear Lord (but I will not be), then please let it be me that remembers to prove the Satan's lie... I
am grateful. And more than anything this morning, I am grateful that things that might have been done have been left 'undone', for this day, at least, and I am further grateful for the opportunity to say so... out loud.
Thanks be to God, for unexpected miracles (both great and small) again and again and again. Let me not lose my 'perspective', friend... indeed.
I've been 'looking up' for a very long time...
...Then said he unto me, Prophesy unto the wind, prophesy, son of man, and say to the wind, Thus saith the Lord GOD; Come from the four winds, O breath, and breathe upon these slain, that they may live.
So I prophesied as he commanded me, and the breath came into them, and they lived, and stood up upon their feet, an exceeding great army.
Then he said unto me, Son of man, these bones are the whole house of Israel: behold, they say, Our bones are dried, and our hope is lost: we are cut off for our parts.
Therefore prophesy and say unto them, Thus saith the Lord GOD; Behold, O my people, I will open your graves, and cause you to come up out of your graves, and bring you into the land of Israel.
And ye shall know that I am the LORD, when I have opened your graves, O my people, and brought you up out of your graves,
And shall put my spirit in you, and ye shall live, and I shall place you in your own land: then shall ye know that I the LORD have spoken it, and performed it, saith the LORD.- Ezekiel 37
You see, this all has to do with 'being whole'... restoring the 'integrity' of a 'people'... and you can see that there is some 'resistance' to that idea. It doesn't matter... you might as well do something else... into the wind, so to speak.
And, isn't it interesting that
now, at a moment when the Israelis should be 'dancing in the streets', if you will, Mr. Netenyahu has advised the nation to observe some 'circumspection', and that this is all on the Americans, but certainly, we have their 'emotional support' for the government's recent actions... it is interesting, under the circumstances. I'll tell you what else is interesting,- using our 2020 hindsight,- that 'secret meeting' between Mr. Trump and the Russian Foreign Minister way back in 2017, to which no (American) press or photographers were allowed, and during which Mr. Trump evidently 'spilled the beans' on some Israeli 'highly classified information', in response to which the Israelis had surprisingly little to say. And, I daresay that the reason that almost all of Mr. Trump's telephone calls are 'shelved' is in order to conceal the fact that the three of them, particularly, have a very close relationship, politically. Mr. Netenyahu is likewise facing criminal charges of his own at this time in his country, and is still struggling to entirely 'control' the government, as is Mr. Trump, and so... with those things in mind, it should not be surprising that a 'solution' might be found that would take care of both of those problems at one... stroke.
At any rate, I thought that the more moderate, if not interesting, number of 13 possible targets given by the Iranians showed a great deal of... thoughtfulness... and I might wish this morning that our own government were more given to 'thought'...
Any old thoughts at all...
Now, why would I say that 13 was 'thoughtful'? Because... I just numbered the 13 as designating 'charity'; it would seem from the reports this morning in regard to the missile attacks made on two American bases there, that there were no Iraqi or American casualties listed, so far. Yes... so far, so good, indeed... and it was a 'charity', perhaps, that spared them. An 'unexpected miracle'... I can receive it as such, and do. I am not ungrateful...
And thank you for passing on the thoughts of Mr. Brian May this morning, which were appreciated, under the circumstances. Sometimes, it is hard to feel grateful, when "all of the colors have drained from the sky"; I know. I am sorry to know that we were standing under the same dark sky, friend... the 'good news' is that the colors pooled to make some wonderful Auroras and Iris, don't you think? I will try to remember you every time I see one,- and to be grateful for the opportunity to have been here with you, all. It is truly inspiring.
But I don't think we have done here, yet...
...unless you're tired of winning...
So, as I was sitting here, waiting for the page to load... ho hum... I saw that the date and time read 1.10.2020 at 7:33,- and I just thought that was fairly serendipitous, and worth mentioning going into my notes for this morning, which I can't wait to make. This has been the most wonderfully 'thoughtful' morning, especially in the wake of my most recent remarks in regard to the 'colors' that seemed to have "drained from the sky", and how that I believed that they had 'pooled together', somehow, to make something beautiful. Firstly, I want to express my gratitude for my 'radio friend(s)' that add so much to the day, and no less so yesterday and again, this morning. Thank you... all...
It's just not the same without the music, do you think? I like this one, because it sounds like a little music box... the kind with the ballerina.
Anyway, I was waiting to hear something... I'm never sure what, just something... and what do you know? One of our friends advised us to "look at the patterns,- the answer that you are looking for is in the 'patterns' "... and immediately, I thought of Mr. "Wage's World", and the strange patterns that are being presented by the fluctuation of the 'Schumann Resonance', but it waited until this morning for the 'pattern' to make itself apparent, and if you will please to look for his latest video post, you will see something very wonderful, I think... if not also fairly serendipitous...
The 'pattern' that the Schumann Resonance seems to be tracing, which normally registers as a solid vertical white line when it 'changes', suddenly appeared on this morning (1.10.2020) as a 'rainbow', if you will... it showed stripes of color, all the way up and down, like Joseph's coat... I thought it was beautiful. And what that tells me is that the 'colors' are coming back into our 'atmosphere',- a kind of 'promise' of things to come. You can believe as you like, of course, and you can 'say' anything, as well, but... what you can't do is make these things up...
Only God can make a tree... indeed...
So, is it possible? All things are possible in God, because God
is 'the possible'... all of it. Is it 'probable'? Well... I'd say about a million to One...
...but that still leaves us with 'possible'...
And anyway, I was quite happy to receive another kind of "Confirmation"... it had a "Playhouse" in it, and this one looked big enough for everybody. Shabbat Shalom, friends... may the Peace and Love of God that passes all understanding find a place in your own lives today; I am thanking God for my 'bag of hammers'... I've got to work on my playhouse. It has a leak... seriously... I'm still grateful. I think I can fix it.
Oh, one other interesting thing in regard to 'current events' that I thought that I should mention,- it strikes me as odd that a president that has given every reason under the sun for striking a political enemy, including an imminent threat to lives (American), should miss the shooting down of a Ukrainian passenger plane as a 'just reason' for his actions against Iran, considering that there seems to be video 'evidence' for it. He has said that Iran 'accidentally' shot it down, and it seems like a hasty 'dismissal' of a human tragedy of that magnitude, especially since it would seem that about two dozen other domestic flights had preceded this one on that day, in that same airspace, without any problems. What has been said is that it was struck by the Iranians with two
Russian-made missiles, and considering the 'target', I can't help wondering if they know more about this than anyone in the 'leadership' is willing to even say... especially Mr. Trump. We know mostly all the names of the Canadians that were on board, and we do earnestly regret the many lasting losses, but considering that it was a Ukrainian flight, were there not any Ukranians on board, or diplomats or government figures that might have been one of the many 'collateral damages' of that misfortunate action? There is much talk of the 'black box', and the hasty clean-up of the crash site, but no talk involving other 'possible' passengers on the flight...
And I just thought that was interesting...
You know what else was interesting, yesterday? I'm sure I saw a 'smile' in those clouds, friend...
But, wait... it just got better...
We made a new 'friend'...
Hay, Mr. Parnas... I waved back, you know. I thought he had smiling eyes... I did not wave at Mr. Giuliani. And, I can't tell you just how interesting it is that he should offer his own 'notes' at this critical time,- I knew there would be a 'witness', and I'm still not sure about John Bolton, or the motives behind his sudden urges to patriotism that failed to move him earlier. Not that I don't believe in sudden conversions, if you will, but... he should have stepped up sooner, under the circumstances. As it is, I am still rather unimpressed with his 'performance', and have no plans to read his book. According to the emails that were presented, they are saying that Ms. Yovanovitch was being 'tracked', but the word that leaps to my mind here is 'stalked'... and there are definitely laws against that. Just sayin'...
And, for the record, I still like Mr. Sanders, and Amy Klobuchar; I would not be ashamed to say that I was one of the "Yang Clan", and I greatly admire Mr. Bloomberg for his willingness and ability to 'put his money where his mouth is'. I am grateful for his commitment to our Nation, and the continuance of our Democracy for the benefit of its citizens, and our neighbors, without whom we could not be as prosperous nor as secure; and, whatever it is that you do or do not believe about a 'one world order', I think we can agree that no nation exists within a 'vacuum', and it does, and always has, benefitted us nationally to lend our support, insofar as we can (and that includes our 'moral support'), to all of those others with whom we share this earth, and a common understanding of the 'common good'. I might define that quickly as the ability to pursue, without fear of 'punishment', life, liberty, and the pursuit of our own 'vision(s)' of happiness in this world, without which life and liberty become rather meaningless...
Isn't that right, 'Harry'...?
Today, I am grateful for 'friends', without whom this would be a very lonely place... and I thank God for another day to share together. I look forward to many more, under bluer skies...
And, Happy New Year, 'Google-bot'; I just saw your 'greeting', and I thought it was 'perfect'...
You've been a good friend, too... you always bring a smile.
Speaking of which, good morning... it turns out that this is "Squirrel Appreciation Day",- our friends on the local news station just posted it... along with a little 'banner' underneath the 'headline' that read, "Thanks Denise",- and while I understand that it was meant for the 'contributor', most likely, I really just couldn't help smiling... what kind of strange 'serendipity' is
that, I wondered, and then I said, "Ur welcome..."
How about those Ducks? Lol... wasn't that some kind of a 'miracle'? Anything for roses...
And about yesterday, and Dr. Martin Luther King, whose own 'visions' we recognize on his birthday, because they became our own 'visions' and his speeches reinforced our own sense of our right to entertain those visions for ourselves and everyone that they will extend themselves to, today and tomorrow,- I saw wonderful things yesterday, and I know that the 'vision' is for us... not only his, but the many 'visions' of good men in all times, and all places, whose minds and hearts looked forward to these days... we are fortunate to see them,- together. I am so grateful, today as yesterday as tomorrow, only to be here with you... all.
I enjoy seeing the faces of so many friends, and listening to all of your various 'thoughts' and 'reports', because we
are all in this together, and any 'true assessment' of things must include a 'true reporting' of things, and I find every good reason for hope in your voices, and your eyes... and, I find joy in your company. Thank you all.
This morning, I was further encouraged to see a video post by "Beau of the Fifth Column", whose posts I have been enjoying since I found one a few weeks ago on a subject that interested me; today, the subject was titled, "Let's talk about decentralizing diplomacy...", which I thought was an excellent subject, and a worthy presentation. I don't know if you remember now, since it surely must have been many notes back, but I brought to your attention something that the Philosophers referred to as "the Language of Diplomacy", which we might consider to apply on several 'levels', and the 'true implementation' of which might be a real indicator of the 'times', if you will... here is a short quote from "Fulcanelli: His True Identity Revealed", which should raise some interesting points of discussion, I think...
According to Fulcanelli, the number of individuals using this secret (and sacred) language constitue the 'Sons' or 'Children of the Sun', the gothic art being indeed the "art got or cot (Xo), the art of Light or of the Spirit". And Fulcanelli elaborates on this universal Language of the Birds, the diplomatic language taught by the goddess Athena to the seer Tiresias. What did Hermes say? Its father is the Sun, and its mother the moon... a son of the Sun, and a moonchild...
A 'Heliofant', if you will... speaking of 'visions'. You will have noticed the large golden circle of the sun, and the smaller moon, above and to the side. I still maintain that the 'fant' in Heliofant refers to a birth, and an 'enfant' (French having long been considered as the official 'language of Diplomacy'), since 'to speak' is more generally indicated by the spelling 'phant',- as in hierophant and sycophant. Of course, I could be wrong about that, but...
I have my own 'visions'... and 'signs'... that 'speak to me'...
Oh, and Hay, Mr. Beau... I saw your shirt...
You know what 'You and Me' spells, backward?
Em-u... lol...
Crazy emu... I hardly dare think that was part of the 'language of the birds'...
I wonder how my friend, 'Al', is doing; I still think of him often.
Dreams... Joseph had dreams of own; and I... have seen his 'coat'. So, let's talk about Joseph, and what we might interpret from the 'patterns', since our friend has said that the answer that we are looking for is 'in the patterns'. I did find an 'answer', you know... I think Joseph would approve. Let's see what you think...
By way of 'his story', if you will, it is written that Joseph was delivered to the 'pit' by his own brothers, who publicly called him a fool after he told them his dreams, but privately were evidently afraid that they were true,- enough so that they determined to murder him, just in case,- but were prevented by the consciences of only Reuben and Judah; Reuben had made a plan with himself to return Joseph to their father, and Judah urged his brothers not to murder him, but rather only to 'sell him to strangers' and simply 'disappear him' from the picture, and this they did.
You probably know enough of the rest of the story to know that he was taken to Egypt, where he rose in favor with Pharaoh (the King), and eventually elevated to the high position of governor there, which provided him with authority over the kingdom's 'commodities', and that became very important after a series of 'crop failures' afflicted everyone to the point of real 'need'; no less affected were his own father, and his brothers were eventually sent to Egypt in the hope of procuring enough grain to prevent their starvation. And there they found Joseph, whom they did not recogize, but He knew them... and he helped them, for the love of his father, and indeed, upon seeing Benjamin's face, he wept for his brother. He did not seek 'revenge' for their jealousy, and ill treatment, which any other man might be tempted to exact from them, but made provision for them and their families even before he 'revealed himself' to them...
Then Joseph could not refrain himself before all them that stood by him; and he cried, Cause every man to go out from me. And there stood no man with him, while Joseph made himself known unto his brethren.
And he wept aloud: and the Egyptians and the house of Pharaoh heard.
And Joseph said unto his brethren, I am Joseph; doth my father yet live? And his brethren could not answer him; for they were troubled at his presence.
And Joseph said unto his brethren, Come near to me, I pray you. And they came near. And he said, I am Joseph your brother, whom ye sold into Egypt.
Now therefore be not grieved, nor angry with yourselves, that ye sold me hither: for God did send me before you to preserve life.
For these two years hath the famine been in the land: and yet there are five years, in the which there shall neither be earing nor harvest.
And God sent me before you to preserve you a posterity in the earth, and to save your lives by a great deliverance.
So now it was not you that sent me hither, but God: and he hath made me a father to Pharaoh, and lord of all his house, and a ruler throughout all the land of Egypt.
Haste ye, and go up to my father, and say unto him, Thus saith thy son Joseph, God hath made me lord of all Egypt: come down unto me, tarry not:
And thou shalt dwell in the land of Goshen, and thou shalt be near unto me, thou, and thy children, and thy children's children, and thy flocks, and thy herds, and all that thou hast:
And there will I nourish thee; for yet there are five years of famine; lest thou, and thy household, and all that thou hast, come to poverty.
And, behold, your eyes see, and the eyes of my brother Benjamin, that it is my mouth that speaketh unto you.
And ye shall tell my father of all my glory in Egypt, and of all that ye have seen; and ye shall haste and bring down my father hither.
And he fell upon his brother Benjamin's neck, and wept; and Benjamin wept upon his neck.
Moreover he kissed all his brethren, and wept upon them: and after that his brethren talked with him.
And the fame thereof was heard in Pharaoh's house, saying, Joseph's brethren are come: and it pleased Pharaoh well, and his servants.
And Pharaoh said unto Joseph, Say unto thy brethren, This do ye; lade your beasts, and go, get you unto the land of Canaan;
And take your father and your households, and come unto me: and I will give you the good of the land of Egypt, and ye shall eat the fat of the land.
- Genesis 45
The 'moral' of the story is that Joseph was
grateful for the 'turn of events', so to speak, that positioned him to save his brothers and his father, when the time of neccesity came... and his dream did, indeed, prove to be true.
Gratitude generates abundance... and so, like Joseph, I ask that you remember to be grateful, even in the face of what might seem to be 'evil', because "all things work for the good of those who love God, and are 'called' according to His purpose.
And for this, too, we give thanks...
And God spake unto Israel in the visions of the night, and said, Jacob, Jacob. And he said, Here am I.
And he said, I am God, the God of thy father: fear not to go down into Egypt; for I will there make of thee a great nation:
I will go down with thee into Egypt; and I will also surely bring thee up again: and Joseph shall put his hand upon thine eyes.
So... since our friend, Jacob (Israel, that is), has 'raised the subject' in his last video post, let's talk about Joseph and "Jacob's Pillow"... and why it might have found its way into the 'corner' of the Master Building in New York City,- the 'Big Apple', as it so happens. I think that if you re-read the portion of Genesis 46 that I just related to you, above, that Jacob is promised to become a 'great nation', and I believe that this nation, especially in this last century past, since the 'cornerstone' was 'laid', qualifies for that prediction, since the nation of Israel, itself, although the 'appearance' seem 'miraculous', is still not a 'great' nation at this time, and at that time, it did not even exist. So, in the eyes of those who were 'watching' for these things, this would be the nation to which the 'promise' referred, and if it was/is, then it is likewise expected that 'Joseph', or what is described in the 'code' given on the Shugborough Monument as "the bloom (blossom) of Joseph" should likewise appear here, and the "pillow" is being held for a 'crowning' at some time in the then-future. Now, it only leaves us to decide what is meant by the 'bloom' or 'blossom' of Joseph, and I believe that it refers to a 'flower',- specifically the 'lily of the valleys and the rose of Sharon', as described in the "Holy of Holies" or "Song of Solomon"...
I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.
As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.
He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love.
Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love.
His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.
I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.
The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself through the lattice.
My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;
The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;
The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.
Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines have tender grapes.
My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies.
Equally interesting, and just as 'telling', I think, is the self-portrait of Nicolas Poussin, whose painting of the "Shepherds of Arcadia" is said to represent Jacob, Rachel, Benjamin, and Joseph; in the self-portrait were pointed out two 'details' of the painting, which were only included because they were symbolically meaningful, as were the rest of his various 'works', and these 'details' are passed over by most observers, but pointed out specifically by the 'translator' as important to the 'whole'. The first is a small 'glint' in his ring, which presents us with not a 'unified facet', but with a 'V'-shape, which he associates with the other 'detail',- a partial portrait of a woman, shown behind him and half-covered over, so that the person whose arms are outstretched to her in the clasp of 'friendship' is not seen... you only know that she is joyfully reaching out to embrace someone. As to the woman, you can see her face, smiling, and on her head she wears a strange 'crown', which is shown emblazened with the "single eye",- "if thine eye be single, thy entire body will be full of light",- and this would seem to apply to this woman, particularly, since, as I say, she is 'crowned' with it. And this must have meaning to the artist, enough to 'convey' as a 'personal' message.
Now, this woman is not Rachel, but is of Rachel's lineage, since it is the 'blossom' of Joseph, her son, although Rachel, herself, is part of the story, since she is said to have hidden the "pillow stone", which she referred to, again most interestingly, as "the comforter", which is a title that is conferred by the Christian Church as the "holy spirit"... symbolized by a dove... which is also referred to in the 'song' above, coincidentally enough. And that brings us to the Jesuits, and their interest in such a thing...
I told you here in my notes that it was known that the founder of the Jesuit order, Ignatius Loyola, had a strange 'reverence' for the symbol of the 'Black Madonna', and was known to have visited the various shrines dedicated to it. It was also mentioned in the documentary film that Ignatius Loyola was given a 'vision', or personal understanding, of the true nature of the "Holy Spirit", which tends to make his interest in the symbolism of the 'Black Virgin' just a little bit more intriguing, if you will... and if he knew what that really was, it would also tend to explain the urgency of the Jesuit order to 'conceal it', since that would most likely 'upset the religious apple cart', seriously; but let us consider the "third
person of their 'trinity' ", and suppose that it might have been considered 'dead and gone' enough to be a 'ghost', in the eyes of the Church, but that 'seed' that was 'planted in death', might be 'wakened' some day...
As a 'mustard tree'...
Another parable put he forth unto them, saying, The kingdom of heaven is like to a grain of mustard seed, which a man took, and sowed in his field:
Which indeed is the least of all seeds: but when it is grown, it is the greatest among herbs, and becometh a tree, so that the birds of the air come and lodge in the branches thereof.
- Matthew 13
Well... my apologies,- it seems that I've been 'cut off'... twice...
So, where was I? Lol... I was going to take up the subject of the 'stone', named in the documentary as the 'lapsit exillis' and associated with the legendary 'Holy Grail', which is said to produce 'abundance' for the people, in an interesting parallel to our Joseph, whose story we were just discussing. There are other 'connections' to this 'stone' that might be made, that seem to be more than serendipitous, under the circumstances. To begin, I will give a quote from a work by Rene Guenon and Samuel D. Fohr, titled "Symbols of Sacred Science" (chapter 44), in regard to the nature of the 'stone', given in symbolism, and its relation to the Grail,-
While speaking of the symbolism of the 'cornerstone', we mentioned in passing the 'lapsit exillis' of Wolfram de Eschenbach. It might be interesting to return more particularly to this question because of the many parallels to which it gives rise. In its strange form, this enigmatic expression may comprise more than one meaning; before all else, it is certainly a sort of phoenetic contraction of 'lapus lapsis ex coelis', 'the stone fallen from heaven'; moreover, precisely by reason of its origin, this stone is as it were 'in exile' in its terrestrial sojourn, whence, according to various traditions concerning this same stone or its equivalents, it must finally reascend to the heavens. And, as has been pointed out by A. E. Waite, the term 'lapis exilis' was one of the designations given for the 'Philosophers Stone', which connects it with the 'alchemical processes' of such men as Thomas Vaughan (Eugenius Philalethes) in works such as the "Coelum Terrae" (Unfolding a Doctrine Concerning the Terrestrial Heaven), from which I have quoted previously on this subject. Also of interest is the notion of being 'in exile', such as "strangers and pilgrims on this earth" would be... and of further interest, I think, is the specific designation of "pilgrim" that was applied to the men and women that first came to settle this 'great nation'. We might also consider the work of Milton, titled "The Pilgrim's Progress".
Now, to add to the 'interest' of the subject, I understand that tomorrow will begin the Chinese New Year, which is designated as the Year of the Rat,- and while it doesn't sound that good, I should point out that the Rat symbolizes 'wealth' and the 'beginning a new day'... I would suggest that 'wealth' has to do with 'abundance', as does our story of Joseph, and the 'Holy Grail', itself, which I find to be most enlightening,- and equally encouraging is the thought of the Sun rising on that 'new day'... may we all see it, together.
I'll tell you something else concerning the Chinese 'zodiac' that I thought was 'note worthy',- originally, it seems that there were 13 animals represented, but somehow, the cat was 'drowned', and there remained only the 12 animals that appear now on the calendar. Oh, kitty's in the well... which symbolizes 'resurrection'... and so, I can't help thinking that the real 'New Year' may be 'The Year of the Cat'...
Lucky 13...
From the
Coelum Terrae, which suggests that the 'stone' is 'water', or at least 'holds water'... so that it becomes a 'fountain of living waters', as it were,-
Belus the philosopher, in that famous and most classic Synod of Arisleus, inverts the order to conceal the practice; but if rightly understood he speaks to the same purpose.
Amongst all great philosophers (saith he) it is magisterial that our
Stone is no stone; but amongst ignorants it is ridiculous and incredible.
For who will believe that water can be made a stone and a stone water,
nothing being more different than these two? And yet in very truth it is
so. For this very Permanent Water is the Stone; but whiles it is water it
is no stone.
But in this sense the ancient Hermes abounds and almost discovers too much.
Know (saith he), you that are children of the wise: the separation
of the ancient philosophers was performed upon water, which separation
divides the water into four other substances.
There is extant a very learned author who hath written something to this purpose, and that more openly than any whom we have formerly cited.
As the world (saith he) was generated out of that Water upon which
the Spirit of God did move, all things proceeding thence, both celestial
and terrestrial, so this chaos is generated out of a certain Water that
is not common, not out of dew nor air condensed in the caverns of the
earth, or artificially in the receiver; not out of water drawn out of
the sea, fountains, pits, or rivers; but out of a certain tortured water
that hath suffered some alteration. Obvious it is to all but known to
very few. This water hath all in it that is necessary to the perfection
of the work, without any extrinsical addition.
I would like to add this note, in regard to the missing '13'th animal, and its possible connection to the 'Grail' (no, seriously...)
It is said in the legends of such things that there were 13 seats at Arthur's 'Round Table', but one was 'empty'; this seat was given the name of the "Siege Perilous" or "Perilous Seat", or the seat of the 'Challenger',- not in the jousts, but for the 'Holy Grail'; it was also said to be 'fatal' to anyone else who sat in it, so you can imagine that there weren't too many contenders.
"I am Puss... in boots."
I was watching another one of Robert Sepehr's excellent video posts that cover aspects of our 'real' history that ordinarily aren't dealt with in the general public 'forums', but have remained within the 'ancestral memories' of men by means of 'myth' or 'legend' that have been handed down,- fairy tales, if you will,- and many of these do not seem to make any 'sense' to us now, since they would seem to treat with 'impossible' or even ridiculous subjects... nevertheless, there remains in these stories of a greater, and often more 'sober', Truth, and that is why many 'fairy tales' have a rather 'dark' nature to be "children's tales".
One of those is the strange story of 'the stork' and how it brings babies, and just 'why' a story like this might have started; now, this is interesting. Mr. Sepehr was telling the story of Hyperborea, and how it was related in various accounts that there were once a very small race of people that lived in the north, about 3 feet tall, which reminds me of the newly-discovered 'hobbit race', whose remains have actually been uncovered much further south. It also reminds me of the stories of the Hawaiian 'menehune', or 'little people', that were said to have been responsible for building many features into the landscape of Kauai. At any rate, these particular people seem to have been plagued with the attentions of a rather large breed of 'stork', or crane, that seem to have preyed upon this tribe, and there are still extant representations of their 'battles' against these birds armed with spears and shields, which are shown in his video. And I thought to myself what most likely happened to the little people that were unsuccessful with their spears and shields... they were 'snatched up' by these storks, and carried away into the air, to wherever the stork decided to eat. I imagine that larger persons whose children witnessed such a thing, and asked what was happening that would explain a tiny-looking person being carried through the air, screaming and crying, by a stork, that this is the kind of story that they would make up, so that their children wouldn't be afraid to go outside ever again. The storks aren't
taking 'babies', they are
bringing babies... and that's the 'story' that we know. Which isn't even close... but it does contain all of the 'elements' of truth. You see what I mean?
Oh, look... it's just now the 11th hour on the day of the Chinese New Year... and 100 seconds to midnight.
Happy New Year...
...again (Chinese New Year was rescheduled for yesterday, 2.02.2020,- which is, coincidentally, being 'celebrated' by the grinning figure of 'Death' in the "Pet Goat" video, at which time the "Crown Virus" appeared in China, and in which it might also be pointed out that he is extending a 'favor' toward the 'lady and the tiger', as it were, and which might just as well represent this New Year as the 'Year of the Cat', if you asked me)...
...and Happy Groundhog Day, because it will "certainly" be an early Spring... with flowers.
And, because it was a double 'Master Number' 22, which number represents the 'Master Builder', I can say with a 'high degree' of confidence that it carried with it a great, big "bag of hammers",- isn't that right, friend? Oh, I think so...
Now, I've been entertaining some thoughts in regard to the 'patterns' that we've talked about previously, that are currently being displayed in our own 'Schumann Resonance' readings (I would refer you to the video posts by "Wages Wor, relative to the onset and/or progression of the 'virus', and the apparently very-real possibility the 'variations' in the rate are the product of an 'intelligent source',- and just what that might mean... surely, it means something. All we have to do is 'decode it'...
I hope it's a Song...
I was watching Steven Ben-Nun's recent post regarding the "King of the North", and I found that he raised several important points within his 'talk', some of which were rather outstanding, if you consider what was written, but unsaid... that which was given 'between the lines', if you will... I would suggest that you take the time, if you have it. One of the things that he mentioned was a passage that said, "...heaven will visit the daughter of Jacob", which I found extraordinarily interesting, when we consider "Joseph's bloom", and the grail.
And, what do you know? I believe that it has...
When I told you a couple of weeks ago that I had seen "wonderful things" the day before, I neglected to mention what they were, but one of them was a rainbow... just a small patch, where I hadn't expected to see anything at all. I said that it was wonderful, and could we maybe have it in "broadband"? It was just a joke, you know, but... it brightened... hugely... to the point that it was absolutely glowing with colors, and they ranged from a purple on one end, to violet again on the other,- or, 'ultra-violet', I suppose. It was awesome... and then, all of the trees turned to a gold color... even the evergreens. It was truly breath-taking. It is the little moments, like this, that make me happy, just to be here. And I did thank God. And then, there were the birds that flew over in a V-formation, without a sound, with their bellies on fire... glowing and shining red, but only their bellies. The rest of the birds were dark, as a bird would look. And they flew on... I didn't know just what to say about that, so I didn't say anything. I was only amazed to have seen such a thing, and can only wonder at it, like so many other things. And then, Steven showed this passage, which I will quote, because... there it was.
The portents will be as follows: (1)The rainbow, which is now tarnished, because it serves only as a memorial that the world will be no more destroyed by a deluge- will shine with very brilliant dyes, like a betrothed lady adorning herself to enter into the presence of her spouse. (2)A star will appear in the East and swallow up seven stars in the North. (3)Presumably, after a period, a fixed star will appear in the middle of the firmament and will be visible for seventy days. It will have seventy rays and will be surrounded by seventy other stars. (4)The city of Rome will fall to pieces...I believe that the last part of that pertains to the "lost prophecy of Fatima", in which Rome is also thought to be destroyed by rather catastrophic means; I thought that it was interesting, to say the least. And then, there is the star that is said to 'rise in the East', which is also said to be a 'blazing star', and I couldn't help thinking of the "Order of the Eastern Star", which is the
women's branch of Freemasonry, coincidentally, from which they might have hoped that our 'star' would rise, which might help to explain why just about any connection to a Freemason will get you 'in',- they are casting a rather broad net for just one two-tailed 'fish'... In other words, they 'knew' what was coming... too.
I want to show you something else, just for fun, since I also saw Linda Moulton Howe and George Noory discussing the real possibilities of this being a 'generated simulation' or 'holographic universe' that we inhabit... I always liked this one and I daresay, in hindsight, that on some 'level', some of us already knew that, too...
Ha ha ha ha... "Love Stinks"...
Now, I should get back to the 'virus' and the 'connections' that might be made to the Schumann Resonance, since both of those things are of coincidental 'interest' at this time, and the coincidental fact that the virus 'cells' may be 'amenable' to 'tones' or 'vibrations'... one way, or the other. It seems interesting to me to think that the 'timing' of the appearance of one, at least roughly, at the same time as the appearance of the other (going back 14 days from the first appearance of the 'virus' to the beginning of the 'large variations' that became apparent in the Schumann Resonance, which may, itself (or, alternately just the 'virus cells'), be affected by the new 5G technology, whether 'intentional' or not (so as to avoid 'conspiracy theories'), and whether or not this has anything to do, one with the other. What are the odds, do you think? On the other hand, since the virus cells might just as easily be 'mutated' away from 'lethal proportions' as they are to be 'enhanced' by these 'vibrations', we might say that the 'intelligent source' of the 'variation in resonance' is beneficial, mightn't we? I'd like to think of it as a possibility, at least...
"The Sun of Righteousness will rise, with healing in its wings..."
I'll bet it's a real black swan...
I hoped there would be a song... and this morning, there was.
It is a beautiful song, that the Chinese people, themselves, have chosen to sing in the face of this human tragedy that has fallen upon them... rather than 'rail' against this great misfortune, as they might rightly be expected to do, they are singing 'love' and 'hope' to their friends and brothers,- they are 'raising the tone' of the 'voice of the people',- and I am inspired, to tears, with their determination to 'rise above' these things, spiritually, which I can't help believing will 'ameliorate' the physical. I cannot stand next to you, either, friends, but... I will take your hand... all of them... and sing your 'lovesong' with you. "Love
will find a way..."
Indeed, it is written that "Love is strong as death...", and I think that has been sufficiently proven to merit its truth.
Today, I thank God for you...
...and I pray for your soon recovery. You are already 'well'...
"BFF... Forever and ever."
I particularly liked that 'message'... and 'thank you'...
I was speaking of the 'virus' and its possible connection to 5G,- do you remember the 'skywriting' that was shown on certain channels a couple of weeks ago, in which the message "Surrender to 5G" appeared? And there was another one, at least, that suggested that it was "Working"... Well... maybe so. And, I was going to suggest that the reason that the "coronavirus" was similar enough to HIV to cause it to 'respond' to the medication used to treat HIV, is that they are both 'man-made' viruses, and therefore, share some of the same 'markers'; I see that Mr. Cati has also suggested such a thing in his latest post. I may not be so 'crazy', after all... and if it is also 'responsive' to a 5G 'signal', then it could be 'activated' in certain areas, where a certain 'operative' is placed, who is said to have 'carried the virus' and spread it by 'aerosol contact',- yes, and no... it would be difficult to trace it back to its real 'source', but we have already concluded, I think, that the 5G technology might easily be 'weaponized' in any of several ways, including the 'manipulation' of other 'frequencies', such as, perhaps even, the Schumann Resonance which is known to vibrate specifically to a 'healthy' human body... and mind. And this may ultimately be the reason that they do not wish public 'discussion' on the subject,- the connection might be made, and a 'cure' might either be found or the 'real perpetrators' will be discovered.
And when Mr. Trump signed the Executive Order for those coming from China on 2.2.2020 at
5pm, I believe that he tried to pick up his own little 'bag of hammers'...
"No weapon formed against thee will prosper..."
It was a promise.
Yellow lilies... I saw that.
Yellow, for 'friendship'; that would be in the 'language of the flowers', of course...
I had just one more thing that I wanted to show you, in regard to the 'pandemic' virus which, I believe, puts it back into the 'known' category of our current 'ills'... let's go back to the Denver International Airport for just a minute or two, and look at those murals again. We just re-visited the mural which featured burning forests and dying species of animals, as well the corpses of three female figures, and now I would like to point out the mural in which a figure appears in 'military' garb that covers the body, wearing a gas mask and brandishing a 'scimitar', with which he seems to be spearing a white dove... possibly representing 'peace', or your hopes for peace, at the very least. The rainbow that appears over its head fades to a colorless vapor in the sky, and there seems to be an endless line of mourning women, holding their dead children in their laps, to the left, in what appears to be another version of the 'Pieta',- I can't remember the last instance, or any other for that matter, in which a 'gas mask' would feature, until this time. Surely, it's just another 'coincidence'... and, the good news? One of the final panels shows the various children of the nations 'hammering' the scimitar into something like a 'plowshare', beneath a full rainbow overhead. In the foreground are a pair of doves, sitting together on the discarded 'biohazard suit' as one of the children plays a 'new song' on his guitar. Oh, if I had a hammer... I'd hammer out the love between my brothers and my sisters...
Let it be so... I've got a whole bag of them.
Now, I have very much to say on another subject... or two... so, I think it's time to turn another page in my notebook, since I'm sure I've filled this one up.