Ex Mass

It used to have mass, this era that’s going. It felt it’s own weight, it’s gravitas when showing to nations that worried about growing, that war and economy and force and hegemony were the way to use Man’s dismay – to make money.

Now, this ex mass, that’s just about gone, this lightweight Executive bereft of the heavyweight hitters like Churchill and Wilson, Kennedy and Brezhnev, Marxists and Maoists, Leftists and Rightists, light, lighter, lightest as policies blow like leaves in the wind of the monetarists’ ills.

Sentiments were enough to even sound real, as mass meetings regaled the minds and the hearts of daughters and sons of battle worn parents, who together marched their familiarity toward this, our ex mass media’s trust, transformed unforseen, into our modern mediocrity of lightweight contempt.

Ex mass pickets talk of lines of holding will, waves of hollaring, wailing resistance, wrailing against the brutally policed winds of a centrally planned, globally financed, politically calamitous, irreversible change.

No going back, there’s no going back for a while yet anyway, to the ex Mass with just one Pope. First, there’s got to be an Xmas clue, an Xmas clue to the coup that taken all the world’s leading of its led energy completely by surprise. This energy that is equal to the mass of the known Universe multiplied by light travelling at a speed that is impossibly multiplied by its own speed again, this energy now burgeoned by an excess of mass extinction warnings, is an energy tricked, trickled, yearning for a returning rheostat.

Here, now, here, now, now is the place of your receiving. Now is the ground of your conceiving a new way, a new path, though it looks deceivingly simple, sounds ridiculously – simple. It is the simplicity of stopping, when the falling off has done its job, the bike is ridden. When the mass graves of Mankind’s insanity have finished with their calling of freedom from the despots’ broken voices, the sudden simplicity of a critical Mass of Peace turns Xmas, into Christmas.

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Magister

The machine hasn’t changed, only in name, the census journey that the Christ was born within is here today. At the first Christmas, the Essenes, Sadducees, Pharisees, Scribes and Zealots were each looking toward a Christ figure to fulfill their agenda, all were disappointed by the reality when it appeared within their midst. Still, the expectations of a physical figure to resolve metaphysical differences are all impossibly present on Earth in their modern factions and guises. Yet, the living essence of this story not only survives in prayer and paper, it loves, lives and breathes and has never ever been absent from the Earth.

This sentinel station of a Christ-like Magister holding the two worlds apart, the two waters apart, the two pillars apart is the stuff of myth and whisper in all cultures of Earth both open and hidden, past and present. Whether in all the religions of West and East, the Pied Piper story or the Alladin story that morphs into Harry Potter, the C.S. Lewis story of lion, witch and wardrobe or the Tolkien sagas of ring and redemption, the idea that there is magic and the supernatural hiding in plain sight, that can be accessed in times of great need, is ever it seems running through the life of Mankind and not just in the crafted fairy stories of our Disney retelling.

Is there an actual, living accessible reality to these stories, myths and aspirations today, now, in these crisis ridden times that are so similar to all the other crisis ridden times that have ever been recorded?

The simple answer is yes. The Unseen Government is ever present on Earth embodied in physical bodies, loving, living, breathing. 

Why then doesn’t this embodiment make itself known?

Come on, you don’t really need to ask that question do you? Even for you, though it stretches your imagination somewhat, it is a question that is more to do with the film Elf, than it is a question that really needs wrestling with.

So, how are the tick boxes of tribalised religious authority to be satisfied by the invisible message taking form and manifesting again for them according to their scripts, prompts and stage directions?

How has it happened before? When Krishna appeared in The Bhagavad Gita, when Moses appeared in Egypt, when David met Goliath, when Samson brought down the Temple, when The Buddha met enlightenment, when Muhammad (pbuh) met Gabriel, when Christ got out of the cave, when Joseph got out of the well …. on and on, the word that connects the supernatural with the natural is unexpected.

The unexpected has a long lead-in, a preparation of a place of manifestation that becomes apparent after the apprehension of its unexpected appearance, but by then it becomes almost by definition, expected.

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Not In My Name

I am not a party pooper, I love a good party. Neither am I interested in simply stopping people from making mistakes, or trying to stop the misleading of people for reasons of trying to make myself look clever. This world is a workhouse, a passing place, a place to test intentions and learn about outcomes. This place is like a cosmic computer in the hands of an Infinite Hu Manufacturer.

In The Qur’an, it says very clearly that appearances are not what they seem, that between the Djinn and Mankind life unfolds amidst their belief or disbelief in One source. It says that if a person wants this world and its baubles and bangles, its money, power, dynasty and seeming self-important control over peoples, then this is possible within bounds.

However, in the eternal world, the choosers of the control of this world have no control there.

So, of course, the rulers and controllers of Earth’s cultures have always had a vested interest in not believing that there is anything in existence other than them and even where religion is accepted, it is increasingly a metaphor for them, a childish fairy story that can never come true. The rulers deliberately or even unwittingly, produce conditions that make belief in an eternal world ever more a matter of incredulity for the masses, ever more a source unlikely ever to be able to challenge their mad and madder antics.
Until that is, the bounds are cumulatively broken, when the tipping point is reached.

Then the very Mercy that held the rulers in power, given the hesitation of Love to intervene in the ignorance of a situation that could develop through into individual and collective growth, this Mercy then has to manifest according to the promises previously recorded, no matter how much these promises may have been rubbished by both intellectual argument and blind, bullying literal religious belief.

This Christmas, what is Christ to say about what is being done in His name? He might say:

“Simple, Not In My Name, anymore – this carnival of consumer madness has now gone so far past any helpful spiritual connectivity with Me, that My name needs removing from the carnage.

Call it Disneymas, or Moneymas, or Powermas, or Empiremas – call it anything you want, but no longer insult Me by calling it after Me. Let the children look to the magic of My actuality the year through, free from the stress of this annual hypocrisy that breaks My heart.”

Gentle Jesus meek and mild is now traded cynically in a syllabus of control and misinformation to bamboozle generation after generation of yearning children.

“I am who am, the holder of the Epoch now called 2017AD”, is what Christ might say.

https://youtu.be/60gxojYX5UU

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Aw Diddums

The two most powerful words in the world, be very careful when using them away from applying them internally to your own inner King/Queen Baby, else somebody may take a swing at you.

What, poor Andrew, love not working out for you in your tawdry imaginings? Aw diddums. What, life hasn’t rewarded you with the understanding and accolades of others? Aw diddums. What, nobody wants to know the truth about religion, politics, money and the state of all and everything? Aw diddums.

This disarming device never fails to make me smile, sometimes to guffaw out loud depending upon how much energy I’ve pumped into my balloon of self-pitying self-importance.

This hologram that is Mankind is always just where it has to be, given its constituent parts and the singularity of its power source. The kaleidoscope of possible qualities and attributes that are jostling together in Mankind’s tribes and structures of business and politics render the global appearance into its place of filtered messaging by those who imagine that they are in control of everything.

Yet the most powerful networks of espionage, finance, military might allied with corporate muscle, along with the dark economies of organised criminality that are always cheek by jowel with their orthodox power structures, still all of these primary networks have no control whatsoever over the “aw diddums” of a fully realised Human being placed into the midst of their grandiosity when it’s time for One to appear.

In the past all the first born boys were killed, but to no avail, there was and is no escape for Emporer or Empire when the “aw diddums” wielder actually appears to dispell the fear of death for the masses, the fear that is the sole source of counterfeit power that coalesces around the hoarders of money time and time again.

Mankind is waiting for a physical Parousia, another physical body for the Barabus controllers to mock, scarify and hold up to teach every would-be anarchist a lesson that they’ll never forget.

The word ‘anarchy’ is so powerful in its real meaning, that of ‘a harmonious state of inner self-government’, that history has twisted the meaning of anarchy into an enemy word, so that people dare not organise their inner life away from the ‘childish literalism’ upon which the big-hats of pantomime power utterly depend.

The Second Coming is an invisible presence, the word Parousia is the Greek word for presence. This presence, this Light is beaming at you now. Listen, tune in through challenging your own cramped and contorted child that is being held back by the fear that is being put out ever more desperately by the old failing orders, “aw diddums”.

As you feel the reaction to your own inner “aw diddums”, you will become free, free to beam an “aw diddums” at King Trump, Queen May and all the other pantomime monsters that keep trying to frighten your soul into a false submission.

Invisibly we are ever connected. Peace be with you at this time of advancement, Love to you, ever 💜

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Merry Christmas 2017

This clip recorded in my cab and first published on Facebook live puts into perspective the difficulties facing all of us on Earth at this time.

The book mentioned here, published in 1987, carries a message that has been true now for thirty years. I have tried to build on this message with my work around stuck-addiction©️ as I have built bridges of articulatory possibility that might deliver real choice for policy makers to step away from protocol driven insanity.

With Brexit dynamics in the UK, with Trump and his unorthodox methods in the USA that amplify hegemonically throughout the world, with the continuing warfare in the Middle East, with the posturing of both Russia and China in other hot-spots on globe, it is clear that this progressive illness cited by Schaefer in 1987 has worsened and deepened its effects upon the leaders of the global bodies.

Those living inside the global bodies, who all answer to the hegemony of the US Empire, all inhabitants are responding to increasing levels of cultural dissonance with deepening levels of personal illness.

The good news is that as Schaef rightly asserts, “once the process of awareness is triggered, healing begins”. So, if you can accept what is being presented in Schaef’s work and in my work over the last four years or so, then you are already healing.

The feeling of being “lost in the question” that Ali exposes in my interview at the top of this post, this feeling of disorientation is so common that my laughter was not derisory, nor to be dismissive of the sentiment, it was my reaction to our common lot.

Without help it is too much for us. Without the Love that all religions have as their core message actually helps us as beings created by Love Itself, then what is clear is that nothing changes.

My message is from Love Itself, my message is one of being the change that I would like to see in the world as Ghandi advised. My message is framed by a professional training and by a personal experience. My message is urgent, timely, clear and present. It is time now to expand its transmission whatever the dangers of misunderstanding or misrepresentation within a body politic that is certain to remain in denial and anger for a while longer as conditions continue to deteriorate.

I have wrestled with whether to write a book. I can not improve on Schaef from 30 years ago and Russell Brand has just written his book Recovery that places Addiction on a global spectrum and Spirituality as the antidote.

I am the book that I wrestle to write. I may just have to appear and speak it as my being, invite audiences to talks and be open to be interviewed where appropriate.

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Success

Success, contrary to the usual pantomime criteria that eventually produce Old Mother May, Widow Merkel, the parody of Rasputin that’s Putin, the wicked wizard Assad, Hu Flung and the Chinese Launderers and finally, Baron Hardup Trump with his array of Ugly Sisters in his pageants …. well, real success is to be found in a personal cess tank that works whilst we’re here on our soul journey.

To know when to recess, when to concede and what a concession actually means, how to access The One, to bridge the process of birth and death, to navigate through inevitable excess, to know what the word cessation means and what it doesn’t mean, to believe in His intercession – here is success, the Holy Scarab.

The world is drowning in its own detritus. Rarely in history have the wealthiest people ever given the people what they yearn for from eternity, but still the billionnaires hypnotise the ‘Barabus crowd’.

The super rich are super ill, like hoarders of stuff that are the sad stars of TV shows whilst they are “treated” for our entertainment, so the super rich ought to be treated for their illness of hoarding money in televised rehab sessions, for our mutual attainment.

Success is in building an efficient inner cess pit.

Without successful inner sanitation, people are vulnerable to getting rid of their “full of shit” feelings in various ways, making them feel bad about themselves, all of which generally gets in the way of the Christmas Message to “love your neighbour as yourself”, even if it actually explains why then we can’t love our neighbour until we can find the way to love ourselves again first.

Some get very drunk, some turn to vice and crime, some eat a lot, some get lost in mechanical religion, some starve a lot, some gamble to empty the bowels of their minds etc etc. (some rant on Facebook)

Some go into politics, and even though people eventually cotton on to the fact that most modern politicians are full of shit, it’s too late to then do much about it as we’re showered with it again and again.

People need to sort their own shit first in a spiritual programme, then not only will they feel better about themselves, they will stop being the unwitting toilets to a bunged up system of bungled power brokers who’ve once again thrown away the keys of knowledge.

“In as much as collectives are mere accumulations of individuals, their problems are also accumulations of individual problems … Such problems are never solved by legislation or tricks. They are only solved by a general change of attitude. And the change does not begin with propaganda and mass meetings, or with violence. It begins with a change in individuals. It will continue as a transformation of their personal likes and dislikes, of their outlook on life and of their values, and only the accumulation of such individual changes will produce a collective solution.” (C. G. Jung, Psychology & Religion (New Haven and London: Yale University Press, 1938) 95.)

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Creativity and Celebrity meltdown in the 21st century.

“Knowing is not enough; we must apply. Willing is not enough; we must do.” Goethe.

“In order to succeed in such a creative act, a free flow of energy must be attained. The only way to attain a free flow of energy is to let everything out, including all the negative consciousness that is held in the blocked energy of the auric field. This is why many artists and writers are considered to be eccentric or to have unacceptable behaviour. They do not live in the mask self of socially acceptable behaviour. It is not possible to be creative and do so. In the movie Amadeus, the composer Salieri was appalled at Mozart’s outrageous behaviour and couldn’t reconcile it with the beauty of Mozart’s music. What Salieri didn’t understand was that Mozart’s way of keeping his creative force flowing was his outrageous behaviour. It was Mozart’s way of expressing his negative side.” p 150 Light Emerging by Barbara Ann Brennan

So, if the collective has either lost, or has never known the actual template that makes creativity manifest through men and women, then the current dilemmas that challenge the sensibilities of a viewing audience as icons of an entertainment industry face reputational collapse, perhaps become more comprehensible.

Clearly, history shows us all that Life combines atrocity and duplicity along with magnificence and beneficence to create the fabric of our perceived existence as Mankind. So, if Life combines these opposites in people and events how should actors and creatives not also conjointly work with almost irreconcilable forces of their very personalities as they try to portray their artistry for the entertainment of an audience?

There is need for boundary and law and prices must be paid as laws break, change and innovate. However, a deeper compassion and healing is called for as we all process events during these times of intense cultural atomisation and reformation.

In my experience, the mental animation of intellectual opposites can only be connected and expression repaired through a spiritual connection.

The Feminine forces of Grace and Fury are only held together in the hexagram of creativity by a husbandry that is truly connected to the reality of our mutual Matrix, lest the actual purpose of Beauty knowing Itself in the movement of Love be missed altogether.

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The frenzy of the Executive pitfalls

There should no sense of superiority when looking at the continuing collapse of celebrity reputation around sex instinct boundary infringements. The rule of consent is of paramount utility in determining physical legality.

However, Jesus Christ, so often trumpeted by President Trump as being ‘on-side with America’ in that country’s on-going attempt to rule the world, has left very clear guidance as to the determining of metaphysical legality.

27 “You have heard that it was said, ‘You shall not commit adultery.’ 28 But I tell you that anyone who looks at a woman lustfully has already committed adultery with her in his heart. 29 If your right eye causes you to stumble, gouge it out and throw it away. It is better for you to lose one part of your body than for your whole body to be thrown into hell.30 And if your right hand causes you to stumble, cut it off and throw it away. It is better for you to lose one part of your body than for your whole body to go into hell.” (Matthew 5 NIV)

This Sermon on The Mount text of Christ also of course prepares the way for the Islamic treatment of thieves in the 7th century as The Prophet (pbuh) salvaged his micro culture with The Qur’an, as well as the need to insulate sex energy with some sense of mutual understanding, as very few are free to “cast the first stone”.

So, how to proceed in the 21st century as the global religions collapse in on themselves under historical doctrinal attrition and modern day dark ops?

As a Spiritual Counsellor, my opening message is the disease paradigm that I have been writing about for some years now. This disease of stuck-addiction©️ is a spiritual problem with a spiritual solution.

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In Love, I am in inconscious love.

These eyes know the vastness of love, for the eyes move together, harnessed to apparent whim that is actually not coincidence, looking for a glimmer of recognition in the two oceans of our mutual reciprocity.

Paradox and Paradise appear, on the grounds that sometimes paragraphs carry more than verses, to be words that are from a common Source, sent here for you to hear.

Prose and poetry combine when words are wires that carry intentional energy from One to the empty battered cells, the batteries of long dishevelled ranks of lovers, on the edge of losing hope.

Conscious, subconscious, supraconscious, unconscious are words become meaningless to describe consciousness Itself, to describe the quantum connectivity that is your only hope of transactionally analysing non random karma.

What word can encompass our initiatives of unity, to unty the knots of deliberate non liberation of our common possibilities, enacted upon the governed masses over centuries of – our leaders’ freedom fighting?

Inconsciousness is the word, a new word to describe the limitless ocean of consciousness in which you swim like a fish in water. Your brain is not a generator of consciousness it is a receptor and a transmitter, like a cloud is a receiver and transmitter of water. The brain is a cloud of being.

Let your brain be blown higher over the mountain ranges of your hardened logic, let the convection current of your heartfelt passion lift you high on the thermal energy of Pure Faith into your own thundercloud, knowing that the yin-yang wings of your necessary duality can arch your hemispheres, together.

Become the lightning filled deluge of your birthrighted possibilities as Love releases you from the padded cell of your orthodox insecurity, to rain down relief finally into the yearning, arid reservoirs of your inner potentialities.

Be in love, be in inconscious love, for Love is the only reason that this Earth exists, consciously, turning in space, waiting in space, inviting an ethereal insurrection by emptying the space in you to say in your resurrecting conscience, “I love you”.

It’s what I did, once done, never to be undone. 🕉️

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I am


I am here

In the places of your depravity

In the wanky, shitty, crooked cavities, that pass as your fearful strife

In the pain that seems eternal, in the scraping gouge of your misery

I am here

When the manifoldness of excess gets blocked by your exhaustion

When light seems lost in the baffled shutters of endless mistakes

I am here

In every suicide, genocide, patricide, fratricide, or infanticide

In every atom of every angry, ignorant, unspeakable cruelty of seeming separation

I am here

I am there

In the economy of modalities, the politics of modernities, the battling academies of antiquities, the architectures of sublimities and technologies of possibilities

I am everywhere

The coincidental happy times take care of themselves

The incidence of harmonies, the unoffending and unbidden humours

The laughter of the throng in parties of celebration and generous acceptance of each others’ life

These planned accidents of togetherness or solitude do not immediately seek me, though I am there

I am here

In the storm of the doom-laden messages of relentless change

I appear as a rainbow drawn as a bow across the angry sky

I am here

I am here for the sick, for those sick of being sick

For those harrowed to the point of readiness to receive their new crop

For those sick of metaphor, parable and analogous similitudes, still

I am here

There is no-one lower than, nor higher than me that can in connection say

I am here

I am the transcending that connects the ascending and the descending

I am the moment in all movement, for without moment, movement has no word to exist within

I am here

As for That which made me, That which makes you to hear me

I cannot say, Love

For only You know That

Beauty

For yourself.

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