Vertically, two lines that never touch, yet exist to explore the relationship between sides, the relationship of problem to solution.
Horizontally, one side of the equals sign does not create the other side, rather it brings the two sides together.
So 2+5=7, but they all existed as numbers prior to their relationship to each other being exposed by the equals sign.
So, whatever problem is the main problem facing you now, the solution exists already, it is just that the relationship between the components of your problem and their solution has not yet been connected.
What does this mean in practice?
It means that equality is a constant, it is not to be measured in itself, rather it is the catalytic realty that unites sides so that a “working out” can be shown to have been proved.
The equals sign is one of the 99 Names of God, it is al-Jāmi’
‘Is there anybody there?’ said the Traveller, Knocking on the moonlit door; And his horse in the silence champed the grasses Of the forest’s ferny floor: And a bird flew up out of the turret, Above the Traveller’s head: And he smote upon the door again a second time; ‘Is there anybody there?’ he said. But no one descended to the Traveller; No head from the leaf-fringed sill Leaned over and looked into his grey eyes, Where he stood perplexed and still. But only a host of phantom listeners That dwelt in the lone house then Stood listening in the quiet of the moonlight To that voice from the world of men: Stood thronging the faint moonbeams on the dark stair, That goes down to the empty hall, Hearkening in an air stirred and shaken By the lonely Traveller’s call. And he felt in his heart their strangeness, Their stillness answering his cry, While his horse moved, cropping the dark turf, ’Neath the starred and leafy sky; For he suddenly smote on the door, even Louder, and lifted his head:— ‘Tell them I came, and no one answered, That I kept my word,’ he said. Never the least stir made the listeners, Though every word he spake Fell echoing through the shadowiness of the still house From the one man left awake: Ay, they heard his foot upon the stirrup, And the sound of iron on stone, And how the silence surged softly backward, When the plunging hoofs were gone.
Source: The Collected Poems of Walter de la Mare (1979)
A very narrow division between two alternatives, one of which is much worse than the other.
When sharing about spiritual experience the thin line mentioned above can become razor sharp and a partisan insistence can seem to overtake any such message in the response patterns of people to having received a message about a spiritual experience, even when the transmission is as utterly nondenominational as the word love, is utterly nondenominational.
This is the razor that I stand upon.
Does this mean that I have to simply close down and shut up?
If my message is merely self generated in my intellect, then yes, to save embarrassment all round, it would be best to shut up.
However, the message that I carry is not an intellectual construct, not a theory that I have that is erected in the wrestling ring of the usual process of disassembly that passes as academic rigour.
What I carry is who I am, rather than something that I have.
Love is not about atheism or theism, the sacred disease of Addiction evidences this fact, for the recovery from Addiction is secured by the language of the heart not the logic of the head.
Yet, logic must serve the communication of the heart if there is to be any chance of such a transmission being received by anyone at all in the wider world, not least by those in the most urgent need as evidenced by their undeniable powerlessness and unmanageability in any of the forms of the disease of stuck and broken addiction.
Here then is the razor, the paradoxical yet logical edge, that has to and can cut through the callous layers of dead inner skin that have grown over Mankind’s ability to believe in a Common Metaphysical Source.
Where there is delusional behaviour and religious mania it may seem an even more impossible scenario to talk of a spiritual remedy for such bizarre and threatening behavioural manifestations.
However, the energy in such powerfully disruptive scenarios, whether individual or collective, can in fact be returned to a vehicle of articulation that can then engage with practical problem solving and coherency.
This word coherency is important, for delusional religiosity becomes stuck in a kind of cotherency as impossible renditions of supposed scriptural interpretation are foisted upon all and sundry, even up to the point of terrorist acts, as if all such action was an enforcement of God’s will.
There is an apocryphal story about Moses who – upon hearing a man walking down a road saying, “where is my baby Lord that I may worship Him, that I may bring Him gifts, wash His tiny feet, sing His lovely praises for ever?” – responded angrily by shouting, “how dare you wander around spouting such nonsense about the ineffable Majesty and Power of the all consuming and creative Lord of All?”
At that, the man screamed and ran off into the desert wailing.
Moses immediately received an intimation from God, “I did not send you to sow further discord and pain amongst those trying to reach Me by whatever means their stage seems to make sense to them, you are sent to bear witness to the Unity of My existence.”
Moses was distraught at this and immediately saw his error, he searched all over for the man for a long time and eventually having found him, ran up to him apologising profusely for having criticised his prayers and worship.
The man accepted the apology from Moses, but then thanked him, he said, “when you first announced your reactions to me I was so shocked I thought that I was dying, I couldn’t find a belief in anything anymore. In the desert, unable to eat or drink eventually I asked God to help me and I was suddenly taken to such a deep insight that I can hardly put it into words, so I promise you all is well.”
This story encapsulates much of the challenge facing Mankind today. It is why Bill W., one of the founders of the 12 Step Programme, described Alcoholics Anonymous as the container of a spiritual kindergarten.
The foundations of any knowledge applicable to Mankind’s life on Earth are those containing creative principles that are ultimately shown to be factuallybelievable.
Yet as “expanding knowledge” seems to destroy what was previously believed to have been impossible, the locus of all belief which is the Heart, must ever renew its ancient causal primordial anchorage, lest Love is lost.
This is the thin line, it is the global situation facing Mankind today, maybe it has been the situation perennially facing Mankind.
How can a Metaphysical solution make any sense to a seemingly physical problem?
I repeat, this is the razor that I stand and serve upon in a world of Mankind that increasingly can no longer deny that by any analysis of current events, is standing upon this same thin line with me, whether it likes it or not.
“Aluna” means Conscience, the vital component for Consciousness to individuate successfully in a mortal conscious setting.
When I was driving buses in Hull in the 1990s I was free one night as a spare driver and the TV film Message From The Heart Of The World came on. It was long odds me being free to see the whole programme, but I was and I did.
This article describes the making of the programme.
In the nature of an apology and a correction I must must now share a breakthrough insight given to me today from a FB group from which the above diagram has arrived.
Those familiar with my work might recall that I have posted a view of the 12 Step Programme that utilises the two-dimensional logo of a triangle in a circle as denoting a pyramid in a sphere.
This cannot work unless what I am actually describing is one half of an Octahedron, ie there are actually two pyramids needed for a sphere to touch all the points that I have described as necessarily being connected.
I can only apologise and yet can hardly contain my excitement at what my unwitting description actually now develops into.
Only when the bottom line of gravity (having) is connected to the top line of love (being) is the equals sign of Humanity activated spherically for The Human, being a personal behaviour to consistently appear.
So now my work can begin, first with some addenda to my little book that was written in 1997 that led to this blog post ….
And then with some Zoom Webinars to expand upon these new insights, to share them almost as they arrive to help interested folks engage with the energy to walk through the changes that are impacting everyone globally.
Such a little thing, the apostrophe, it turns cant into can’t.
Such a little thing, the apostrophe, when the apostolic has atrophied under the weight of national trophies, agendas and historical hypocrisies.
The WI holds a focus for the Creative Feminine to stand amidst the pinionation of our Cinderella souls, hidden under an apostrophe of we’ll survive in Love alone.
What is truth? By definition it is not an opinion, the truth shall set you free. So if It’s here now is actually true, what’s hiding under the apostrophe short-circuiting presence? Ah, do you see, it is an “I”.
The apostrophe denotes possession, the claim on the open road hammered to a piratical post, the sign that says that this is mine, maintained first by force of violence, then by the threat of violence, then enshrined in laws maintained to dispense the violent threat with the sanitised violence of a civilised society.
The pinions of our individual souls become cut and then like flightless chickens we are farmed to meet the challenges of our time, set by those that sanitise history with the cant of their rendition that it’s always been this way and without this way, it would be worse.
With the cords of war squealing dissonance across the swirling tracts of time, the chords of our hearts’ desires are shattered, unable to unite as the cracking whips of long atrophied policies hold the trophies of patriotism up once more to justify their triggering of such profitable atrocity, as war.
How to escape from this horror? I can only repeat what I’ve said before ….
I have no opinions. I have a diagnosis that is true. The letters of truth shall set you free.
mid 16th century (denoting the omission of one or more letters): via late Latin, from Greek apostrophos ‘accent of elision’, from apostrephein ‘turn away’, from apo ‘from’ + strephein ‘to turn’. (from an internet search on Bing)
In my work there is the fission of energy and matter, the fusion of letters with words, the marriage of prose and poetry.
My prose is a rose, my poetry is a rosary.
In my work there is the truth of the two wings necessary for my transcendence to remain here on Earth as a source of Her healing.
Descending, all descends here from there to a place of beginning a mortal journey, a place lower than which there is not, a place of gravity, a place that has the rack of time, to keep track of a direction.
The pinioned soul awakens, searches for a wheel to steer with, even though it’s born to wheel and fly home on the wind of love.
The rack requires the pinion to have any sense of purpose whatsoever, the wheel of Life turns to the left, to the right, time past and time future whilst the pinioned driver opines a pretence of being in control.
All the while the soul ripens, defying the conditioned reason of the automated steering wheel, in heartbreaks, heartaches and heartfelt ventures an ascending begins, first imagined, then actioned come what may.
The sacred disease of addiction often breaks the cage of opinion, often flies the fancy of the sufferer only to crash them back upon themselves with wracking pain.
The wheel of logic versus the yearning wheeling soul of love begin the fight of their breaths, to die before death, to connect the descending with the ascending in a marriage of their single wings in a consummation of their transcending Union.
Then God’s centred healing is secured, the purpose of the numbing numbers achieved even if in only one, the arriving and departing connected, the terminals joined for Love to flow.
I did not achieve the joining of my wings by being frightened of descending into Hell, nor by judging my ascension into Heaven as being the goal, for in the gaol of Love my wings unfurl, to please Almighty God, the only good.
Wherever you are, you need two wheels, two wings. Love is the only Pole Star in this journey, the only altar of Mankind’s possible Human alteration.
In loving memory of Les Garry. d 10/06/20. Salaam 🙏💚🪔
Now is the possibility of meeting. Now is the moment of freeing up the bearings of a transmission of possibility that have become seized up with the historical despairing of our very template.
As Rumi said in a similar message in the 13th century:
Come, come, whatever you are, it doesn’t matter Whether you are an infidel, an idolator or a fire worshipper, Come, our convent is not a place of despair, Come, even if you violated your swear A hundred times, come again. Mevlāna.
There is an irony that a helper seems so often to be of no help whatsoever, that is only explicable if it can be understood that the template of physical/mental/spiritual often becomes adulterated.
So if spiritual help is analysed by the mental realm it may seem to be nonexistent, if mental help is applied to a physical problem it is often not understood, if a physical sanction is applied to physical behaviours without regard to a mental or spiritual disease being at play, then the results can be calamitous.
Irony: a state of affairs or an event that seems deliberately contrary to what one expects and is often wryly amusing as a result. “the irony is that I thought he could help me” · ”one of life’s little ironies” synonyms: paradox, paradoxical nature, incongruity, incongruousness, peculiarity (definitions from web search)
So, when I say that I’ll wait for the invitations to come rolling in …. perhaps the inevitable irony that attends discourses like the one above may become clear.
Number 1 is our failing orthodoxy. Number 2 is when the heart starts throwing stuck-addiction at the machine mind to bring it to its knees. Number 3 is Step 1, 2 & 3 of the 12 Step Programme. Number 4 is arriving at Step 11 of the 12 Step Programme.
So what’s the point in hammering on about Mankind’s ongoing spiritual hypocrisy and the sayings of a person from 3427 years ago in the case of Moses, from 2420 years ago in the case of Buddha, from 2020 years ago in the case of Christ Jesus, from 1441 years ago in the case of Muhammad (pbuh)?
Imagine if you can, the power of national governances being expressed in terms of electrical description. The energy flowing from populations, from commerce into government departments and back out again into national and international interfaces is immense.
The responsibilities of very small numbers of people to hold the check and balances for the overseeing of such gigantic energy interactions are insulated systemically and personally for them with nothing but words.
Whatever the political colourations or even systemic constructions of these check and balance systems, they are like the systems built into actual energy production systems as energy is stepped up and down from the huge to the small, to the huge to the small again, continuously.
The rule of law, of formulating and changing policies that become law, this is the system of power that is life as Mankind has known it up until now. Law rests upon words.
Up until the 20th century Mankind just about got way with sleepwalking its way through what has been passed down as history. Incredible inventiveness growing up in a black swampland of atrocity, barbarity, inhumanity and a growing hypocrisy so far as the Oaths Of Office of Mankind’s leaders are concerned.
History tells of leaders who have all sworn allegiance to either Human values whilst acting to destroy any chance of a racial Human becoming, or who have sworn allegiance to the same Abrahamic God whilst destroying His 10 Commandments and making Christ Jesus as real as the fairy on the top of His celebratory Christmas Tree, to finally divide all three Peoples Of The Book into the terror wars of the early 21st century.
What is the common denominator across this global situation that has barrelled us all from both Hemispheres to where we are now blinking out of our lockdown bunkering?
What links Mankind is global leadership dissonance because Our Dictionary has become disconnected from its rôle of an arbiter of meaning. The magic has gone renegade as The Book Of Spells is collapsed.
The seven levels of connectivity that run from the literal renditions of a spiritual kindergarten through to the Holy Of Holies of Cosmic Consciousness are disconnected and energy is short-circuiting now across the macro world where Mankind has only previously witnessed this in historical micro worlds.
MPs cannot take their seat, speak in debates, vote or receive a salary until taking the oath or affirmation. They could also be fined £500 and have their seat declared vacant “as if they were dead” if they attempted to do so.
The same rule applies to Members of the Lords.
MPs take the oath by holding the sacred text in their uplifted hand and saying the words of the oath:
I (name of Member) swear by Almighty God that I will be faithful and bear true allegiance to Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth, her heirs and successors, according to law. So help me God.
(from the parliament.uk website)
This tap root of power that links the misuse of the protocol rendering a miscreant to a point as if they were dead, is vitally important then if an onlooker to modern politics wishes to understand why politicians act out from broken consciences that leaves them making as much sense as a zombie, issuing garbled policy statements into national and international crisis situations leaving huge swathes of people feeling that it is they themselves who are vacant as if they were dead.
This is cultural dissonance. The breakdown of words, the short-circuiting of huge energy conduits that risk the collapse of financial probity leading to inevitable military wars of recalibration internationally – whilst nationally the police have an almost impossible job given to them to referee the conditions on the streets.
The intellectual realm of Mankind has tried to resolve this matter of spiritual hypocritical dissonance spreading from empty Oaths Of Office into bodies of populations with the politicising of the writings of Karl Marx.
These Marxist political experiments atrophy as Conscience seems to be vital and larger than intellectual control, whilst seemingly needing a singularly Metaphysical terminal to connect to it’s Physical terminal of mortal experience.
Given the global pause that Mankind has been dragged into kicking and screaming and in chains, how are the Oaths Of Office to be brought to life given that huge portions of the body of Mankind consider that anyway, their elected officials are vacant “as if they were dead”, because their Oaths Of Office are lifeless for everyone – virtuallyno one believes in the Source sworn to by national and international politicians in any practical sense whatsoever.
In the past when leaders were told by their astrologers that a manifestation of recalibration to challenge their hypocrisy was due to be born, history says that terrible measures were enacted on all sides. The Passover story in Judaism recounts such recalibration strategies.
When Moses was to be born the Pharaoh ordered the killing of all Hebrew males. Moses was saved by being placed in a basket. Eventually, when all warnings had been denied by the oppressive hegemony of the day even though the leaders knew that they were acting beyond bounds, God sent the Destroyer to kill every first born son in Egypt.
The Hebrew families were told to paint the blood of a sacrificial lamb on their doors so that the Destroyer would Passover them. An important element to these stories is that both antagonists and protagonists equally believed in the metaphysical messages given to them by their particular soothsayers even though apparently from a contradictory source.
Today, the leaders know that they are in trouble, but as occult as their advisors may imagine themselves to be, their practices and messaging are so trapped in their genitalia as to be rendered more useful to the scriptwriters of Love Island than as to having any sense of urgency around what they are actually facing metaphysically.
However, there is a limited time for everything as the Passover story highlights and none can take for granted that the story being unfolded presently on Earth will not be subjected to a modern day Holy Ordinance.
“The alcoholic is like a tornado roaring his way through the lives of others. Hearts are broken. Sweet relationships are dead. Affections have been uprooted. Selfish and inconsiderate habits have kept the home in turmoil.
We feel a man is unthinking when he says that sobriety is enough. He is like the farmer who came up out of his cyclone cellar to find his home ruined.
To his wife, he remarked, “Don’t see anything the matter here, Ma. Ain’t it grand the wind stopped blowin’?””
(From the Basic Text 12 Step Programme)
So, the leaders of the free world – and by extension all of us stuck in addiction to a lifestyle that’s destroying Mankind and its environment in a soulless money-first fixation – come up out of their lockdown bunkers, wave their Oaths of Office metaphorically in Zoomed-up speeches of hand-wringing to pay lip service to the Lord who sets the clock at 2020AD, Who said that it’s impossible to serve two Masters, as they then bow to Money and try to say,
“Don’t see anything the matter here, Ma. Ain’t it grand the wind stopped blowin’?”
That’s not going to do it Ladies and Gentleman.
That’s not the leap of faith that the G20 leadership needs, it is not the rigoroushonesty that Earth’s people are crying out for.
You’re not looking politically down each others’ financial and military barrels any more, you’re looking down Ma’s barrel and She’s not happy.
So, what to do?
First, have a read of the text below as the reality of the fabric of this planet is expressed for you by Mr J G Bennett.
So, Mr Bennett describes a situation that, if you have been prepared to trust it’s true, is of the greatest significance should those in positions of global power feel in any way concerned that their remit of responsibility is becoming overtaken by events.
How would a Sacred Individual make contact with those whose responsibility it is to govern Mankind through its existing structures of legislative command and logistical control?
The answer might be, by all of the most modern and powerful means possible. The most powerful means of making contact in the early 21st century is the World Wide Web.
Making contact is not possible without tact.
Tactics are only realisable with tact and the ability to feel a way forward in a very dark and dangerous situation requires a form of tactile skill which is the metaphysical equivalent of such a skill that might be more clearly understandable in all of its physical applications: yet the connection of this tactile skill from the physical with the metaphysical is now vital.
There is a plan. As it says in The Qur’an –
“They plan, and Allah plans. Surely, Allah is the Best of planners.” – [Quran, 8:30]
So, how can this best of plans be brought into a clearer resolution at this time of global pause in June 2020?
My work with this blog and with Diction Resolution Therapy is to bring a way to see what is happening globally at this time.
Tact is of the utmost importance, but eventually because contact is a process requiring both a transmission and a reception, there comes a point when the transmitter informs the receivers that there is a limited time for this transmission.
Clearly as Mr Bennett states, the capacity to receive my transmission rests in a spiritual nature first and foremost. If it is that the religious leaders who have received my transmission (and they have) do not believe me, then the chances of their overall political managers being encouraged to formulate the policies needed to create a new way of doing global business are seemingly non-existent.
Notwithstanding this seeming impossible impasse, my responsibility is discharged at the point of my transmissions and above the Demiurges, there is God.
So, again, I transmit to any who receive this as clearly and as tactfully as I can, ready to play my rôle in The Almighty’s ancient plan. Just how this is received is between you and that One Who plans.