Inevitable events

Physical cause and effect as an explanation of events fails to take account of the spontaneity of accumulated presence that accrues to a person and to collectives within the metaphysical realm.

That a person or a collective does not believe that the metaphysical place even exists as an invisible realm in no way limits or impacts upon the metaphysical influence upon events that materialise then into the physical realm.

Because the physical realm is concerned about the control of events and the metaphysical realm is about the serving of events, there is always tension from the official places of physical authority when anything new occurs which is out of that authority’s ability to explain or control any such occurrence.

What is the vent from which events appear?

Can a word like convent, that leads to a possible understanding of how conventions arise in society, ever escape from its religious associations?

Equally, can the word advent ever be correlated to its actual whole potential to create a sense of adventure when it lands into the psyche of one who might encounter the word in the run up to Christmas?

There have been recorded efforts in the past of people trying to find the remains of Noah’s Ark, just as there have been efforts to prove whether Jesus Christ actually exists as an actual historical person and therefore as an actual invisible presence.

Such efforts are doomed to fail, for the exoteric might deny that it is stuck in literalism, but history shows that the paradox of the esoteric messenger is often catalyst for massive resistance.

The actual Ark carries the message of the connectivity of all opposites or pairs in all places visible and invisible …. in 21st century language, the “withness” of “contact” is the tact that is built in the practicality that is “Suf”, a built place with tactics of inspiration and intuition from which a Sufi comes from only when it is experienced as a coming together of two worlds, a Jam. Only then is the flood of information transmissible into a survivable experience of “being”.

The fact that you are reading this blog post indicates that you are giving the appearance to what might seem like you are doing something about any potential escape from imprisonment. However, it may be that you are simply receiving a key destined to be given to you from the potentiality that we have always been.

In the advent of something different happening to you then your situation can change. What this means is that the word advent is a word of considerable importance as it suggests a movement toward an event.

Yet, as an event, you have already happened in total potentiality. So, your advent-age and your event-age are equal but opposite.

This means that even though from the moment you appeared on Earth you have been travelling back to the vent from which you issued, you have not been aware of that fact. So you have simply prolonged your event-age until you first got the glimmerings of the temporal u-bend involved in the arrival of a recognition unique to you, of there actually being any advantage at all to you of responding to a spiritual message of Love.

Maybe you could read that again slowly.

The advent of your personal journey to your own inner crib, whilst in the donkey of your body, realising the arch of potential function that can connect your left and right brain hemispheres – this is a journey indeed.

Watch “The Current Economic Crisis” on YouTube

So this 10 year old video, which has featured before in my blog, is still pertinent to what is happening in Britain today.

Before I start, I must say that I have no successful financial base from which to proselytise a new or better way to do business. In fact I suffer from a tangible current account insecurity presently and the only thing that my insight into the disease of stuck-addiction gives me is that my fear of financial insecurity is removed.

However, it has become clear to me that the forces acting upon the Executive function of the UK in its Brexit policy has rendered said Executive function into a very dark place that forces their acting like a very frightened using drug dealer might act just prior to them entering their rock-bottom.

80% of the UK’s GDP is locked into the service sector, a service sector that serves money and the financial services that depend upon money being seen as a commodity in itself, rather than merely the neutral connector of systems trading actual commodities within a market place of value and exchange.

So, because the financial crash of 2008, that Charlie Munger describes in the opening to this post, has effectively broken that illusory commodity position of money being able to trade against itself to make more of itself, the whole capitalist system globally has been stagnant for 12 years.

The UK already has faced criticism about the amount of allegedly irregular money that might have already flowed through London banks into shell companies and then into the UK domestic and commercial property markets. However, there is a deep desperation now globally around how money is to function in this new digital age given that it died many years ago giving us a zombie system that could implode at any time.

The scale of the problem exposed.

At some level, not necessarily at the level that the conspiracy theorists might like to imagine exists where a man sits in a chair stroking a black cat surveying the world through 50 flickering screens, the above diagrammed financial Armageddon has resulted in the UK having to break itself free of EU regulations so that it can become a Caymen Island like magnet for any kind of money that it can get its desperate dealer hands on.

So, against all political principles of democracy’s rules of adversarial engagement, the UK has had to invoke it’s feudal foundations of power to ram-raid its attempt to regain control of the main commodity component of 80% of its GDP, namely money.

This is the disease of stuck-addiction in all of its executive function collapse, in all of its disconnect from conscience, in all of its destruction of linguistic coherence, in all of its destruction of the hosting body, in all of the final stages of disrepair and dissonance.

In tbe breakdown of the final UK EU Brexit talks, it is now being made clear that what is diagnosable as the UK’s decade long stuck-addiction bender has meant that an inevitable huge manipulation of the body politic has occurred, a manipulation that is in the final stages of smashing the common sense of ordinary people completely.

It is now being made clear that despite the appearance of Executive hand-wringing and amidst huge fortunes being made by the UK’s well connected wealthy in the bucket shop system that Charlie Munger derided as a sewer in his talk, a diseased yet subliminally completely planned no deal Brexit is happening.

My blogging and social media work over the last 7 years as well as my efforts with Diction Resolution Therapy have forecast this state of national self-harm, but it gives me no pleasure to say that I told you so.

Covid-19 is just a symptom of the collapse of the G20’s Executive function and the collapse of the bodies politic that the G20 symbolises.

Imagine a junkie that has contracted TB because of the disease of stuck-addiction and the collapse of self-care that this primary disease has caused. If that person presents to a doctor and that doctor only treats the TB without attending to the primary disease that opened the person to catching TB in the first place, then the patient will die prematurely.

So now with Mankind. Even if Covid-19 is attended to, if the underlying physical disrepair and Metaphysical disconnect which is the primary situation facing Mankind is not faced, then in a few decades Attenborough’s prediction of a total biosphere collapse may actually materialise.

There is still time, but the healing begins with words. Mankind actually faces a collective software problem not a hardware problem. Software is a language phenomenon and the English language is the global possibility of actually facing what is truly happening on Earth presently. More importantly, the English language can then begin to allow a personal and a collective healing to begin on Earth before it’s too late.

The Tree of Life

Salaam.

The Poor

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Poverty_in_the_United_Kingdom?wprov=sfla1

The spiritual principle behind poverty is succinctness itself at this time of remembering Christ, the sparseness of the conditions surrounding His birth, the attitude He had toward the money-lenders in The Temple when He threw them out and the categoric statement He made to the disciples when they complained about expensive perfume being applied to His feet, as He said something to the effect of “the poor will always be here, but I am only here for a short time”.

So, the way out of the conundrum is to see the World as perfect, and that the opposites are here for each other as Dickens wrote about in The Christmas Carol wherein Scrooge wakes up in time to save his soul simply by giving more of his money away.

The crisis facing Mankind is real. There is a huge money mountain that is growing and there is a huge, but smaller, debt mountain that is growing. The system cannot bring these to mountains together, more and more people are flat-lining in a dystopic and visionless collapse between these mountains.

If Morris West is true in his vision, then his book In The Shoes Of The Fisherman offers the only end-game for the 21st century body of Christ i.e. the Churches, they have to follow Christ, after giving all of their money to the poor.

This will challenge all of the democratic functions of the so-called Christian Empire whose officials swear an oath of democratic service using a Bible, for the catalytic act of putting money back into its proper place of service will truly trickle down into the global culture in a way that worshipping money as a commodity has never been able to do.

In 1982, I had a conversation with an Anglican Bishop about just such a possibility, that the body of Christ as the Church, might have to sacrifice itself if the hypocrisy of the historical journey of institutionalised power was to make an atonement and something of true Christianity might begin to be born.

The Bishop looked at me shocked and said, “but Andrew, a monster might be born”.

Since then of course, monstrous revelations about the behaviours of priests, nuns and clergy generally have been exposed, so it is possible to see why the Bishop was so instinctively scared in 1982, and there may be lots more that the Establishment generally has yet to suffer being borne by the public, before the New Age can land.

We have all faced considerable disaster since this process of cultural atomisation has really gathered in pace post the 2008 global banking crash. There may be much more yet that has to be borne.

The problems facing the global leaders today are spiritual problems that will only begin to be resolved under the applied vision of spiritual principles having been embodied as top-line behaviours, by leaders presently obsessed with purely bottom-line driven behaviours, bottom-line driven behaviours that give 25 people the same wealth as half of this planet’s population.

The barrier to these Executive behaviour changes is a barrier made up of fear, denial and the inevitable lack of vision that stuck-addiction©️ induces in people who are labouring under tremendous responsibility.

There is no quick fix. The desire for a quick fix is part of the problem. What is possible is a clarification of the real situation facing global leaders, from which clarifications new conversations can begin and the pathway to the new Epoch can begin to be written.

If the Christmas Carol principle is not extended by the richest institutions, the richest people giving of their wealth to those with nothing, then no political force alone anywhere on Earth, nationally or collectively, has any policy possibility whatsoever that has the slightest chance of averting a global nuclear war in a matter of years rather than decades, maybe even months rather than years.

Alpha and Omega

The Alpha and Omega have never, ever been separated, they are imagined to be so in matter by a psyche that though itself a current, has become unwittingly corrupted by thinking the cathode/anode disarrangements of its own vehicle are more important than the current moment of its possible awareness.

To be so connected as an Alpha/Omega manifestation is to be The Human appearing as being a person.

These manifestations are so powerful when they appear that the whole species of Mankind has taken as its name Humankind, though as a totality of a physical manifestation Humankind is still only theoretically possible rather than actually here.

This theoretical possibility explains the Tale Of Two Cities analysis that history provides. Today, this is the best of times and it is the worst of times, which in itself is a kind of Alpha/Omega description, but the hugeness of this now global current seems to smash all local and personal sensibilities to their primordial pieces.

So, how to allow The Age Of Aquarius to actually appear?

The huge celebrity driven current that drives the global juggernaut, this current is stolen from the trickle charged disconnect that results from individuals not feeling their in-breath/out-breath, their waking/sleeping, their birthday/deathday – for themselves.

When a person reclaims their own Alpha/Omega reality with their own rheostat as their con-science, then the global juggernaut is rightsized, stops acting like a rogue elephant and the “Cloudy With A Chance Of Meatballs” money machine is dealt with.

This begins with the small number of Alpha/Omega connected people on the planet currently, de-cloaking and taking on the degenerative interpretation of Holy Writ, challenging that which has ensured the cul-de-sac state into which the world’s political class has inversed itself, catalysing a conversation that repairs an articulation of political vision.

This process is not without risk of course, as history can bear witness, but timing is everything and The Bhagavad Gita is quite clear on The One being all there is in any event and that the old ways have already died.

The battle is to overcome inner familiar relations, not to officiously fight on the material plane.

The lesser jihad has gone, The Greater Jihad is in reconnecting the actual terminals of our actual existence – now.

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 hollering, wailing resistance, railing 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.

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

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 dispel 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 💜

Time Out

There is feedback from posts which can allay concerns over making public one’s inspirations and intuitions, yet occasionally behaviours manifest that make a mockery of assumed positions of utterances about life dynamics and spiritual sources.

Family life is so grounding. I don’t want to be a hypocrite, saying one thing about ideal realisations fit for the general edification of this poor darkling time, whilst barking angrily at my sweet daughter for not wanting to wear a vest on a chilly day.

The vanity of self publishing is so possible these days. I’ve spent a year blogging, Facebooking, Twittering etc., occasionally even feeling that there is destiny to be met in the radical spears that are hurled at the wild problems that rear up across the contemporary appearance as the latest news bulletin.

I’m also aware of course that the only person stuck in my diagnosis of stuck-addiction© may well be me, that I am projecting me onto the world.

So, time for a break. I have in the past deleted Twitter profiles that were followed by the good and the great in order to purge my vanity. I teeter on the brink of deleting blog, social media profiles and email addresses: however, I have decided to leave what there is out there, out there.

I am going to be away from the virtual world for a while, my real world calls for my attention.

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.

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