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“In Times of Material Darkness…


The Greatest Feat God ever Performed


… was to Convince You that He Exists.”




God Poet Transmitting…….


In The Midst of Times of Material Darkness; the greatest feat God ever performed was to convince you that he exists. Hmm… that sounds like something else I heard once. Doesn’t that remind you of something? Heh heh… oh well, it was worth a shot, Kobayashi.


I’ll tell you what puzzles me; how it is that people can be so utterly convinced of the existence of The Devil but have such a hard time believing in God, and… when they do… God’s always at a distance. The point of Life… the way I get it… is to close the space between, and… that is what life does… sort of. It brings you closer to one or the other… sometimes without you being the wiser… until you are well along.


Here is something I have learned from the direct experience of it. The more you read The Divine into every aspect of your existence, the more The Divine presents through every aspect of your existence. You go from wondering if he… she… or it is even a thing. Then you find yourself talking to your version of that which you will never comprehend.


Then… some kind of pressure… that is always present in The Cosmos… causes you to get answers through a variety of mediums… until… you’re having a back-and-forth conversation. You become one of the actors in that song, “In The Garden.”



It’s a process of stages. It’s a matter of degrees. It’s a game of Marco! Polo! Only… you have to keep playing. Therein lies the best example of the greatest heartbreak we shall ever know; we stopped playing. We stopped calling out. We stopped coming.


When we were children we were in The Garden. You kind of have to be a child to be there. Puberty leads you out of The Garden, and… closes the door behind you. You fall in love with someone and that magic extends itself in every direction so that The Garden appears again, briefly… and then you fall out of love, and The Garden disappears once more.


The trick is to fall in love forever, and… this you can only accomplish by falling in love with What Is forever.


It was all arranged a long time ago; the presence… the eviction… the long return. The truly important things only gain their real value in your heart… once you have lost them You start out in a state of unity… then you are divided… then you search, and you search… and you search for that unity again. That last part can go on for countless lifetimes, as long as you are looking for that union in anything external to yourself.


All through the long exile, it does not occur to you… until much later… that you were being guided all along. People recapture some part of it… vicariously… when they have children of their own. They live through them. This is what The Divine is doing all along the way. The Divine is living through you… whether you are aware of it or not. Once you do become aware of it… oh, happy day!!!


It’s a trick of The Mind. The Mind has so many tricks. The Mind is fighting for its survival. It is what The Mind does, but those who lose their lives… for the sake of that which is greater… come to live in eternity’s sunrise. Once again… I believe the operative phrase is… oh, happy day!!!


You’re right on the verge of it the whole time… even across the span of lifetimes… it is right there. It is closer to you than you are to yourself. It is yourself. It is that part of yourself that you are separated from. That sense of separation is what drives you, and drives you, and there is no peace. There is peace ONLY in the return of that union.


Once you have accomplished this union, once the union begins to speak to you… you no longer want anything else ever again, and it is so full of itself that it overflows… forever and ever. There is enough to share with the entire universe and the well… never… runs… dry.


Eventually you get that magic wand and… ♫ that magic touch ♫ and… “whatever you bind on earth will be bound in heaven, and whatever you loose on earth will be loosed in heaven.” You get the magic-anointer ring. However flippant the presentation might be in that statement, it’s as real as real can be.


Everything The Dark Side has down here… is a cheap and badly drawn copy of the original… that exists in Heaven. If there is a Ring of Power down here, it is based on the true Ring of Power in Heaven. This is why… when you finally know that everything on Earth is a poor imitation of the original… you no longer fear ANYTHING down here… because you know where the real power lies, and you can call upon it whenever there is need.


There is a great deal of deep meaning in The Works of Shakespeare;


“I can call spirits from the vasty deep.”

“Why, so can I, or so can any man; but will they come when you do call for them?”

“Why, I can teach you, cousin, to command The devil.”

“And I can teach thee, coz, to shame the devil—
By telling the truth. Tell the truth and shame the devil.”


There certainly are more things in Heaven and Earth, but the real question is; why is it so hard? Why is it so dreadfully and excruciatingly hard? Well, the truth is that it is not. It is not hard. It is only hard when YOU are trying to do it… because YOU cannot do it. You cannot ever do it. That is not in your job description. You can ONLY allow it to be done. You can ONLY hold still… while it is performed without your interference.


Everyone who has had it accomplished in them will tell you the same thing. It is The Angel who completes The Great Work in you, and… all your own efforts are futile and will prove so.


There is no free will… except that which comes from your separation from The Whole, which puts you in whatever degree of resistance you muster to maintain your state of separation. Oh well… have it your way!


Time exists only apart from The Unity. There is no time within The Unity, and Time is corrosive and Time wears you away. It bends you over. It sucks the life and vitality from you… through all the activities you engage in… to maintain your separation. Good luck with that!!! Eat… Drink… and be Stupid! AH HAHAHAHAHAH!!! (Glorp.) That is the sound that dissolution makes.


So… The Whore of Babylon meets The Horses Ass, and… The Clock begins to tick.



All over The World at this time, people… situations… conditions, and the archetypal infrastructure that holds them together are… breaking down. We are approaching… actually presently undergoing… a Great Reset, BUT… it is not the one that the stand-in for The Empire Strikes Back is talking about. You see… everything the self-deceived are intent on bringing about for the rest of us, is already in play. They just want it to look like they are the ones doing it.


They… of course… would not be doing this… if they knew how it was going to come out. When you operate under false pretenses… you are taken to your doom under false appearances. It is only fitting that it should be so, that… that which you intended to inflict upon others should happen to you. It is ALWAYS too late to do something about The Apocalypse!


The biggest problem for The Movers and Shakers… is the constrictions of their own ignorance. They are not capable of saying, I… don’t… know. They are absolutely certain that they do know, which… provides one more opportunity… among endlessly replicating opportunities… for history to record the evidence that they did not know, and… do not know.


Down here… there are always… the never-ending arguments… concerning whether we are all screwed… or not. Tinhorn dictators and porcine despots are always on hand… to lend an atmosphere of uncertainty. A bunch of strong-arming shitheels get together, and plot the end of The World for everybody else. They have the money and the big guns, and they always have an army of Stupids… that they can convince of their mission, and… call to arms… for the completion and defense of their cause.


However… something always goes wrong… especially in an apocalypse, where all of your efforts bring you more and more to the attention of everyone else. There has never been, and there will never be a time when some pack of scoundrels can take over The World. The Earth is a sacred vessel and at the mere approach of The Profane… it recedes.


No one can succeed for long… who relies entirely on appearances… for the information they operate according to. It’s what you don’t see, and… can’t see… that gets you. Oh well… you can’t tell anyone anything. They have to find out for themselves. I did find out. I don’t know. That should keep me in good stead until God sorts them out.


End Transmission…….


We now come to the heaviest statements yet by Jacob Boehme. (pronounced Burma) I don’t know what to say about any of this. Some of it is deep and mysterious indeed.



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