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Monday, July 4, 2016

Body Social vs. Body Cosmic (Humanity Staggers in a Race Against Primordial Power)



The body social is breaking under the pressure of the body cosmic. Both are kinetic. My leave from participating in the adjuration against the forces of the body cosmic is reasonable. We live in a society of denial, cynicism, and zombie-ish stupidity. The best thing to do at this time is to allow nature to unfold, which will cleanse the world, while at the same time awaken those individuals of quality who will rise to inherit the world. These new caretakers will be of a high grade of awareness, understanding the relationship between man and the world. A new era of consciousness will unfold for those who are the chosen. (And, no, I do not choose them.).

Considering my own position in the body social, I once believed that my ability to feel deeply, to experience strong empathy with the living world, was in and of itself a terrible curse. Only much later in my life did I realize that this ability is indeed a gift. With practice, and employed properly, the empathic power which streams out from my heart center can dissolve typhoons, bend super storms, bring rain to drought lands, stem earthquake activity, or spread out and distribute disruptive forces (for example, distributing eruptions to flow into a mantel, and act as an epoxy over many, many years).

Having said this, I must confess, I do not truly control the forces of nature. No. Not quite anything like that. Rather, I can influence my will. Sometimes this will is harmonious, and other times it is not. Over my years of experience in working with atmoskinetics in Japan, and some rain-making work in California, I have learned that there is always a consequence for influencing changes in the flow of nature. These consequences can be curved, however, such as I am about to explain.

When I dissolved Neoguri, I then swept the typhoon’s remnant forces to the south-east shore of Honshu, and let the winds carry it away. Then Haylong came in, and being unprepared, I had to attempt a feat which I’d never done before. That is, I focused every fiber of my will to lift Haylong far overhead, envisioning a bridge in the sky, and then setting the tremendous forces down just north in the Japan-Russia sea. It worked. However, the tail of the typhoon had drawn in more current from China, which unleashed a series of heavy to severe thunderstorms. I remember when the mountains came down in Hiroshima, and the count of 31 landslides was announced. But, my work was not done. I remained on the island, and I pushed a defensive field of kinetic force around the town I resided, and watched outside my window to behold a clear circle of blue sky warding off an ominous blackness which choked closely to the perimeter of my adjuration. During the storm, I was up high in a building, and the thunder was so close overhead that my body (trance-like to call upon opposing kinetic forces to the storm) was thrown into a rumbling spasm, and my staff flew from my hand. On my knees I pushed back against a towering mass of obsidious blackness. It was an experience like having dead orgone energy flow through ones veins.

Getting ahead of myself, I must now reflect back upon my initial reasoning here. The world, as a matter of course, must become aware of our relationship to the universe. Science will never fully explain the universe by conventional means, because the universe is not conventional, and neither is it human in the strictest sense.

As the 80’s film ‘Dune’ made clear to us humans in its elegant phrase… “The sleeper must awaken!” And thus, too, must our civilizations come to realization about the place we are born and live our lives in. It is a wondrous cosmos, and this planet is indeed a great consciousness in which we all play a part to one degree or another.

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