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“We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence.”

“Here is the true meaning and value of compassion and nonviolence, when it helps us to see the enemy’s point of view, to hear his questions, to know his assessment of ourselves. For from his view we may indeed see the basic weaknesses of our own condition, and if we are mature, we may learn and grow and profit from the wisdom of the brothers who are called the opposition.”

 

As we watch our nation’s frustration turn on itself we must realize that ignorance exists at every level of participation. There are those whose convictions are sincere and will express that sincerity through resisting the ugly that festers in our ranks. There are those whose convictions are cancerous and will express that cancer through vile means, climbing over the body of justice to facilitate ignominious behavior, with no regard for the other. For the lover of truth, this moment in our tortured history will stain the pages of history forever, and tears will supplant the righteous call that should be this moment-in-motion.

 

O beautiful for spacious skies,

For amber waves of grain,

For purple mountain majesties

Above the fruited plain!

America! America!

God shed His grace on thee,

And crown thy good with brotherhood

From sea to shining sea!

 

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It’s not about the me, it’s about the we. 

 

 

 

Lord, save us from the Twitter feed,
Save us from its dysfunction.
Save us from the Twitter feed,
Give intelligence renewed production.
Make those silly comments fade,
Like soot into the sea.
Make smart remarks the healing ground,
From idiocy make us free.
The following was sent to me from Robert, yesterday, 04.22.20:
The article from the Atlantic, attached in the link below, puts words to the feelings many of us have had for some years; it is also an example of outstanding reporting and insight by staff writer, George Packer. His writing describes a situation of life and death that we’re all deeply involved in—both personally and culturally. As much as we may not survive this pandemic—as individuals—our nation itself may not survive—as the republican democracy we have known and loved.

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The problem with social media is many things, but the one most dangerous is the loss of our ability to listen. In its heyday, it was a source of fun and togetherness and entertainment. Now, the demon that lies within has raised its ugly head and manifested a HATE system that is tearing the very fabric of civil debate apart. It has brought the ego to participate in the world of opinion, even when the knowledge needed to form an opinion is lacking in strength. We have allowed propaganda to seep into our lives, and without any further investigation, we take this propaganda to be the truth. Our emotional bodies, in cahoots with the ego, form a formidable army against the truth that lies in actual facts about a person or subject matter. In short, we’re lost in the jungle of angry beasts.

Most of us can’t keep our mouths shut. We are the purveyors of information. We rely on tidbits we’ve heard from here or there, and even worse, from propaganda mongers that saturate the airwaves. We’ve lost the ability to listen with unbiased ears. The action of righteous thought is lost in the cavern of ego-play. We’ve become cult-like. Remember the infamous Jim Jones and his cyanide-laced punch. They certainly did drink the Kool-Aid, with dire consequences. Are we?

Now we are caught in a Made-For-TV movie of catastrophic proportions. When the global response should be for the betterment of humankind, instead it is one of continued political divisiveness and dystopic personal opinion running rampant. Our goals are skewed, and if we continue on this path of self-righteous arrogance our outcome is bleak.

I’ve tried to bring to this blog ideas that are centered in a place of Soulful attentiveness, and with that, a mix of ideas that will inspire us, to help broaden our views and enhance our lives. Bruce Lipton is one person I feel can bring us some of that light. He is an American developmental biologist who supported the theory that gene expression could be influenced by environmental factors, i.e. environmental factors have a greater impact on health than genetic research has previously determined. If you like what you hear in this YouTube clip you might want to check out more of Dr. Lipton at his website. https://www.brucelipton.com/

And before you jump to conclusions I hope you will start listening.

 

I’m in Hunker Mode. Hunkered down for the remainder of this life chapter until the powers that be let me know it’s safe again to go back into the water, or the streets, and the stores and the restaurants. Watching the news you’d think that your favorite apocalypse movie had become like a flash-mob suddenly breaking in on our every-day.

How many conspiracies have you read about, or heard about over the past week? It seems everyone has one or is fast to pass on someone else’s. Depending upon your level of cynicism, or not, you are led to believe there is something sinister in the wings. The noise is deafening and the brain reacts by absorbing it all, confused and dazed by the onslaught of opinions and delusions. When will it end? What is real, or  What IS real?

Perhaps the illusion of this Earth Consciousness is such an overwhelming concept that to understand it we must pierce the subtle veil that covers our physical form. We approach this life with our personal perception of what is real. That perception is individuated to each soul and our experience here works through the veil of that perception. Those who have pierced the veil, through intense meditation practices or other esoteric modalities understand the illusion and are not directed by it. Rather, they sit in the larger cosmic consciousness and are one with all that is. Conspiracies have been the engine of change for millennia. [Who knows the truth] is a thought, an idea, dictated through the mind, a mind veiled in the illusion of this realm of consciousness. Perhaps we should trust nothing but the true barometer that lies deep inside our divine heart, where the soul connection is made and the animation of our being begins. The silence that resides deep there holds the truth beyond the veil, and once sensed will make this life a matter of conscious evolution, not a matter of fact. Of course, there is always the idea that the Law of Karma has reacted to this dark period of self-serving greed and the apathetic lack of empathy, and is our ever-loving reboot.

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Time for visionaries to rise above the bobble-heads. Start the thinking process with clear minds, untainted by mesmerized beliefs. The fools that think they know the world are now finding themselves lost in it. It’s time for the best of the best to take charge. It’s time for change!

Between 1970 and 1973 I had the great honor of working in the studio with The Last Poets. They are the forefathers of present-day Rap and masters of the message, in rhyme and rhythm.

“This Is Madness” is their 1971 album, and the track of the same name, penned by Omar  Ben Hassan. This ‘Madness,’ back then, was voiced in Rhyme about the Crime of the Time. It morphed into everyday life and became the poetic backdrop for the consciousness of the early ’70s.

Yet, here we are again, and never, since then, has it been truer than now. Anger, building into hate. Hate so palpable you can smell it oozing from the pores of unconscious living. A bias so great that it lathers the tongue from which it hails. This is the first step in the final steps toward oblivion…Oh, please, give us back our sanity.

I watched this almost two-hour Town Hall and was able to breathe again. There is sanity out there, and I miss it dearly. Do yourself a favor and listen to this Town Hall, with an open mind and an open heart. Put your biases and your anger and your hate aside for two hours and just listen to reason. Perhaps it’s time to start learning from our children. They bring a new paradigm to the idea of life. The ego stops here. Thank you.

As mentioned before, Robert is now engaging in conversations with his Higher Soul Essence or “All Self.” Once again the mystery of a more knowing entity comes through these dialogues with precise direction, for understanding and working with life in its present state. The timing could not be better for these dialogues. A real part of our species has moved from a state of apathy to a more daring stage of emotional upheaval, creating a negative hate force that sends charges of societal destruction through the ethers. This movement is based on the ego’s fear of desolation, the loss of identity within the cloud of ignorance. We are evolving it is true, but our pace is snail-like and the many who hold on to the old version of being are trapped in that caged state of ignorance. Knowing is a good thing. Knowing in an enlightened state even better. Reacting from a gut state, a reptilian brain state is not so good. It is purely destructive, and that’s what’s clear in the present course of affairs across the planet. With all the new lightworkers and teachers giving advice today you would expect a more enlightened field, but it is all hindered by the overwhelming need for power and control by those who haven’t gotten the message yet. So here is hoping that the switch will be clicked on and the mind room presently in darkness will be illumined and swept clean of debris. What’s wonderful about these dialogues is they bring positivity and light to life’s present struggle.

I will be posting these dialogues regularly. This one, #3, I thought was àpropos for now.

 

RP: Hey. I only have a few minutes to connect. But I thought I would give it a shot. Are

you there?

AS: Of course. You have my number. What’s on your mind?

RP: Maybe a question about what kind of writing you would recommend for me next. Is

there a project you might suggest?

AS: Yes. I ‘might’ suggest a project or two. Let’s see. How about you and I talk? Could

that be a project?

RP: Well, that already occurred to me. Could you elaborate on it a bit?

AS: I’d say it would be a series of written dialogues, entertaining the questions you are

facing in your life and in the life of the species at large. You could compile them all into a

book and publish them as you have your other books.

RP: Would that be enough? Hmm. I’ll give it a try at least and see where it leads.

AS: Do you want to start now?

RP: Well, OK. Let’s see, what about the global and national political dilemma we seem to

be facing? What’s really going on, and what can we do about it? Is all the upheaval a good

thing or a very, very bad thing?

AS: It is, of course, both. The bad always comes with the good. They are—a duality

world—two sides of the same coin.

RP: And can you give a name to that coin?

AS: Yes. It is the coin of consciousness. Your world is waking up, accessing ever-deeper

levels of conscious awareness. This is happening at an unparalleled rate at the present time.

You have been over this topic many times, and from many angles, in your conversations

with Orange and Omis. It is not necessary to repeat here what they have told you.

I will, however, build on the foundation they have laid down. You and many millions of

others like you are recognizing the deep, drastic nature of the game being played out on

the national and world stage. From a higher level—a less dualistic level—it is indeed a

‘game’. You are all players on its stage, in the sense that Shakespeare described.

You may well feel manipulated, as pawns in this game, this play. You may feel that you

have no choice or voice in the script and the performances. I would say to you now that

you have a great voice. You are the energetic beings—as souls incarnate—who are writing

the script, the dialogue and the actions. I say ‘you’, not as souls like me, like the All Self,

but rather as the implementers of conscious force on the planes of manifestation.

There is a level, a stratum of stability, between the soul and outer self, the actor in the play.

There is a level of attention to creative force and awareness that gathers the intelligence of

the living Now and translates it into words and deeds on the outer tableau of the world.

There, you and all others collectively, formulate an unwritten-yet-guiding storyline that

makes sense out of the seeming chaos.

RP: I had to interrupt for a bit. Sorry. Can we resume the same conversation now?

AS: Of course, it is WE who choose—choice and voice indeed.

RP: You were saying that we incarnate beings are writing the script of the world. You

were saying we create a storyline that “makes sense out of the seeming chaos.” I must

admit I don’t really understand how that can happen. As individuals we often feel that the

world stage is way beyond us, that we have very little influence upon it.

AS: I know that you feel that way. You humans can ‘feel’ any way you want, any way you

think you must. But the influence you have is very real. Merely by watching a movie or a

news report on the television or Internet, you are influencing the field of consciousness.

Because of the large numbers in the overall population, your input may not be immediately

observable to you, but the energies of attention flowing from you, combine with those of

millions of others and enter the stream of greater awareness. This eventually produces

action, disturbance and/or transformation. It is the most natural form of democracy—

psychical participant energetics.

The field of conscious momentum is the means by which your input—and that of all

others who are paying attention—comes into play. It is not, as you might fear, simply lost

into the ethers of emptiness and impotence. Every thought and feeling, every fear and

faith you give attention to is preserved forever in the fabric of space and ethers. That is

what Dark Matter is for, a storehouse of energetic intelligence.

And there is a feedback loop between you and the field. It is known to you as ‘instinct’.

Animals, plants, insects and humans indeed are receptors for the flow of instinctual

intelligence. Each, in your own way, takes this intelligence into your assigned vehicles and

produces action and structure on the outer planes of physicality. A spider turns the

impulse into a fibrous gossamer web, used for collecting its prey; a human turns the

impulse into a ‘world wide web’ of electronic communication and data collection.

RP: Interesting. And the ‘script’ plays out through instinctual processes?

AS: Exactly. You’re reading my mind. It is not a literal ‘written’ manuscript (though in

part it can come to this form as well). More importantly, it is a manifesto of attitude and

action in the moment. The influence flows from you all, into the matrix of Dark Matter, if

you will, and thence returns back into your conscious awareness and readiness as

instinctual impulses, leading in certain vector directions or destinies.

RP: Can we continue this topic at another time?

AS: Yes, of course. All is well.

© 2019 Robert Lee Potter

Happy New Year 2019

Here’s to a more expressive year. Expressive in Enlightenment, in Peace, in Light, in Knowing. We are more than just human beings, we are infinite souls, moving through time and space to realize our true selves.

Alone on the bridge, as the light bows to the darkness. Leaving the rattle of the day we become blanketed in the silent peace of night. There is no separation here, just a smooth transition in the duality of life.

After a broad exchange of spiritual views among some of my friends and associates, I voiced my view on the matter.

“This has been an extraordinary conversation. The players couldn’t be more closely involved in the subject matter. I’ve been thinking about my part in this game. It wasn’t exceptional. It just was. I longed for that gold ring as a disciple, and long after. After I left the guru, I played the former disciple with grace, or so I believed. But, it was all in my mind. The day I dropped the search was the day I started to realize. I realized my truth was only mine. Not yours or his or hers, just mine. There is no consensus here. My perception of life and the afterward, and my ideal of enlightenment were just mine. And they were just an idea. Just words floating through my mind. A belief, predicated on learning from this, that, and the other. And then one day those thoughts were gone. The ideas were gone. The slate had been wiped clean. I was empty. 

One day, long after that empty day, I was walking across my room and suddenly I found my self stopped, in the midst of a presence that took my breath away. It was peace, light, and bliss all wrapped up in one. I couldn’t move from that space, why would I? The feeling was transcendent. It produced that current that Franklin Merrill-Wolff speaks of in “Pathways Through To Space.” It lasted no longer than a moment. But, it was there. I felt it through my all, and I can recall it now. It has graced me a few more times, but I cannot hold it firm. It teases me. I am grateful, even for those morsels. There is nothing that can really describe it. My words here are puny at any rate. This thing that we hold so dear to belong to has no ties to us. It is there all the time. If we’re lucky to walk into its space, well that is an awesome day.”