Dog Poet transmitting.......
May it always be Christmas Day in your heart. Ruf!
I love Christmas. I love Easter. I love Thanksgiving. I haven’t got much use for New Years Eve or The 4th of July. These latter are amateur hour on the highways. I consider myself a professional in that regard (grin). I have driven many times, blitzkreiged and also stopped by the PO-lice both on the highway and at temporary traffic stops for checking this very thing AND- never once have been cited for being impaired. This is because I take driving under such conditions very seriously. When I know that my senses are altered, I operate with that understanding and my attention is intensely and narrowly focused on the task at hand.
In no way am I seeking to brag about this and condone it and I recognize that it opens a window for self righteous anal retentives to come at me about it. That’s all past business anyway. However… there is always a lot we can do in any situation or circumstance besides the automatic that people put into play because they are lazy or lack the imagination. End digression.
The reason I like certain holidays, is due to the spirit filled state I enter on a regular basis. Christmas Spirit and the correlative spirit of the others are very real conditions and available to anyone who seeks them out or puts themselves ‘in the way’ of this state. What will and does cancel out this state is Materialism and cynicism; despite the seeming joy of the act of giving; this token and routine ritual of exchanging objects instead of this state of being, which is a wonderful thing to be sharing and far superior to objects. Of course, there are those who give gifts from Malkuth and gifts from Tiphereth at the same time. “God Bless us every one!” as a character in a book once said.
Last night I was told to record a Christmas Album with music as similar as possible to the traditional carols. This isn’t my normal style; not that I have one and not that I’m normal. There is a significant downside to my doing this and that is that it comes up against the contemporary cynicism of many readers who believe in nothing traditional and hedge their bets about God by shaping him according to the parameters of what they feel comfortable acting out as.
I’m not like a lot of the people who come around here. I’m not an adult. I never became an adult. That was denied me and I am grateful. I had one of the worst childhoods I know about though… I know there are worse childhoods; much worse. Mine was amplified exponentially due to my having been overly sensitive. If I had had a little more insulation and a little more of a hard side, I would have been much better off but… I was extremely sensitive and so it injured me in a way I never recovered from. I suspect it did make me into the person I am today, doing what I do, day after day and not minding, not even thinking about it. I often feel like a pack animal or a horse. I am carrying something that is greater than myself like a dog and its owner. Being beaten into submission might have helped make this possible.
Anyway… cynicism… I am a selective cynic. I do not expect Henry Kissinger or David Rockefeller to change. I expect them to walk right through the gates of Hell when the time comes; which is real soon. At the same time, I am not cynical about these holidays, even though holidays have not been all that kind to me; I think. This Christmas I will be in transit.
At some point, usually in late November, the spirit descends on me and I get kind of divinely intoxicated. It’s in the air and you CAN plug into it. If you are cynical it will NOT process. Cynicism is a defense mechanism against feeling and vulnerability. People don’t want to be hurt anymore so they devote their time to hurting themselves and others and they get guidance in this regard too.
Sure… I could focus on the extreme commercialism of the season as well as the hokey aspects, sometimes cloying and all the gratuitous media portrayals. But… I don’t. I am only interested in the spirit. I note when I say Merry Christmas to people they frown. Many people have bad associations with Christmas. That’s their problem. It isn’t mine. I celebrate the birth of the light and CONFIDENTLY expect it to manifest in me.
I do lots of strange things here as a water tester or to see if people pick up on them. This may be a part of why some readers take EVERYTHING I say seriously. I referenced that in The Petri Dish comments, should there be any interest. For instance, in this very comment I intentionally did some judging, to see if anyone would call me on it. These things are only for my own edification or amusement. Still… they just go by.
Cynicism is an ugly thing; can be. It’s one of those things that calcifies. It hardens. It leads to the Planet of Curmudgeons. Remember… when you pass on, you have to spend that time with people and entities very much like you. Birds of a feather get sent to the same place. What this means is you have to strive toward adjustments in yourself. Heaven begins where your feet touch the ground and it’s been said that you don’t go anywhere that you aren’t already present in. Your mindset and emotions are like an airline ticket. You get to the next realm and that world arranges itself around you to accommodate your view. This can be very good news or very bad news. I tend to recommend people to The Tibetan Book of the Dead insofar as a pictorial of what you will experience in similar fashion. Ergo… I pursue Christmas spirit and I could care less for the cynics who did become adults but… not in a good way.
For many people, the dark side and its agents have been successful, inasmuch as it has served to put them into a negative mindset and what this accomplishes is something like throwing the baby out with the bathwater. Sure there are all kinds of sham and pretense. Sure, the trivia side, the superficial side of the holiday is off putting. You react to that and that attitude extends to areas where no aware person would want to be chuted to. You can deny the manifest side of the time but… as all too often happens, you discard the spirit as well. Jesus Christ should not be judged according to Christianity. Christianity is a fascist enterprise but… one can have a personal relationship with the Christ Consciousness. This can descend upon you and it is not unlike Christmas Spirit. So… I wrote three Christmas carols last night after being instructed to. It will be an interesting project and I will include the lyrics at the end of the posting. In this particular case… the music is going to be a much larger factor in the potential for appreciation because it will dovetail right into the familiar.
I refuse to become cynical, except selectively. I don’t mind looking like a Polyanna fool, someone overly influenced by naiveté, a callow sort. Nothing could be further from the truth because my posture is calculated and intentional. I’m not spending my time wishing and hoping that I have done enough or that I have sought the almighty with all my heart and soul and loved the almighty above all else. I simply do it to the best of my ability to and chastise myself whenever I find something pedestrian occupying my mind. It will pay off in the end. Sometimes the struggle goes on for your whole life. You cannot judge outcome according to that. Well… you can… if you’re a cynic but even cynics get wary when it has to do with their own future… unless they have become so seduced by that attitude that it’s an unconscious operating part of them.
The only embarrassment I am concerned about is being embarrassed before the throne. Thankfully, forgiveness is a constant reality for the sincere. We should always keep in mind that it is quite possible that a lot of what we did or what happened to us was not brought about by Karmic reflex but was intentionally created by agents of the almighty for the purpose of demonstration which… in some cases has a lot to do with that particular outcome; a teaching moment if you wish. A teaching life is something all of us engage in. We are taught NOT TO go that way and certainly to go in some variant of THAT other WAY.
Well… we all have our options all along. We have attitudes and lifestyles to choose from in bewildering profusion. We can make ourselves to a degree, while also being shaped by one of two enduring forces. To each their own for that is what they will own. We are in this moment. It is all we will ever have in actuality and all through our lives there are doors and apertures we can go through or ignore. It’s how we feel in our end game that is of singular importance all round. Merry Christmas!!!
End Transmission…….
