one nation, under Lucifer and guns

  

Ryan Routh

    CNN reported around 6:13 a.m. CST today that Vice-President Kamala Harris and President Joe Biden are relieved and glad that AK-47 armed Ukraine sympathizer American Ryan Routh, who voted for Donald Trump in 2016, did not kill Trump at his golf course in West Palm Beach yesterday.

    I wonder if Harris and Biden would be relieved and happy to know the demon that saved Trump’s life yesterday, saved Trump's life during the earlier assassination attempt this year?

    I wonder how every Christian in America, regardless of political affiliation, does not see Donald Trump is possessed by a demon?

    I wonder how every Christian in America does not see “one nation, under God” in the Pledge of Allegiance is a deluded, egotistical boast, when in plain view America is one nation, under guns and Lucifer, and the infection is spreading and deepening?

    The widespread ownership of AR-15 type weapons in America is 100-percent proof Lucifer is running America.

    Consider The Daily Beast article today:

Alleged Trump Gunman Was ‘A Little Cuckoo,’ Neighbor Says

A neighbor of Ryan Routh, the reported person of interest detained by authorities in the attempted assassination of former President Donald Trump, told a local news station in North Carolina that the man was “a little cuckoo” and owned a lot of guns—but still expressed disbelief that he would do anything violent. 

The neighbor also said the person of interest owned a lot of guns, but still expressed disbelief that he would be involved in the plot.

“I mean I didn’t think he would go that far. I knew he was a little cuckoo, but assassinating the president? I mean he’s going to be going away for a long time,” an anonymous former neighbor in Greensboro, North Carolina told local station Fox 8. “I just can’t believe it.”

However, she also said that Routh had a lot of firearms at his North Carolina home. “I’ve seen the guns myself and all, and, yeah, they had a lot of guns and stuff over there, and, yeah, a lot of people were afraid of him back in the day,” she said.

The neighbor said Routh moved to Hawaii earlier this year, but before leaving he hired her son to help him move, gave her a Hawaiian shirt as a gift, and embraced her on his last day. 

“I thought he was just living the life in Hawaii with the girlfriend and all, so for him to be assassinating the president, that’s just crazy.”

Routh’s son, Oren Routh, also expressed disbelief that his “caring father and honest, hardworking man” would do anything like that.

“I do not know what’s happened in Florida, and I hope that things have just been blown out of proportion, because from the little that I have heard it doesn’t sound like the man I know to do anything crazy, much less violent,” Oren told CNN.

    How could the neighbor and Oren be surprised when they knew Ryan was armed to the teeth? For what reason would Ryan have all of those firearms if he was not a violent man?

    Hello?

    Anyone listening?

    Hello?

    Hello?

    Hello?

    If I were Donald Trump and now had two gunmen try to kill me with guns only law enforcement and the military should have, I would shriek for President Biden, Congress and the U.S. Supreme Court to make such guns illegal in civilian hands. But did Donald Trump shriek for that? 

    Hello?

    Anyone listening?

    Hello?

    Hello?

    Hello?

    Of course not. Trump wants the National Rifle Association’s support. As does Lucifer, who is very pleased the U.S. Supreme Court ignores the well regulated militia predicate of Amendment 2.

A well regulated Militia, being necessary to the security of a free State, the right of the people to keep and bear Arms, shall not be infringed.

    Where is the well regulated militia? 

    Not to fret, Trump lovers. Lucifer is having fun with Biden and Harris, too, but they didn’t get nearly killed yesterday, and they are pretending they are outraged and really glad Routh didn’t kill Trump.

sloanbashinsky@yahoo.com

Postscript later same day

Ol’ Flawriduh CrackerMy Two Senses

Sloan, you are giving Lucifer way too much credit methinks.

It is clear that Trump is now using lousy attempts to assassinate him as a method to garner more money and reignite his base that includes weak minded Independents.

Sloan Bashinsky

Actually, I am unfortunately well trained in assessing demonic possession, I engage it often, the people with the problem don’t know they have the problem, and convincing them they have the problem is futile. Possession usually is a progression, although sometimes it can happen in the twinkling of the eye. Angels spent a long time showing me my relationship with Evil, and my deliverance was progressive, nothing like you see in an exorcist movie. Every human being has a demonic twin, and that has to be reckoned with sooner or later in this life, or later.
Trump has been progressively possessed probably unaware, and he is contagious, and people who believe in him, or who simply back him hoping to further their own agendas, are infected by the same demon unawares in most cases. Of course, Trump uses the assassination attempts to get more votes. That’s why the demon saved him twice. 
Unfortunately, the a demon or demons are messing with Biden and Harris and infecting people who support Biden and Harris for whatever reason. 
This is the truly sorry state to which America has fallen. 
Sometimes I tell people there are two books they should read, and if after reading those books they are not convinced Evil exists, then they are possessed by Evil. 
HOSTAGE TO THE DEVIL, by the Jesuit priest Malachi Martin, who was an exorcist priest and a Christ disciple, and THE SPEAR OF DESTINY, by Trevor Ravenscoft, a Grail initiate. 
The 1st book is about individuals being possessed unawares and exorcised. The 2d book is how Hitler and his inner circle and most Germans became possessed by a demon.

I lost count of the times Christians told me that God stopped speaking to people after the Bible was written, a clever way of creating a monopoly on God

    Erick Rittenberry publishes most days at his Poetic Outlaws Substack Newsletter, which I  recommended many times. He posted this today, Sunday.

Aldous Huxley: On Truth and the Nature of Spiritual Reality

By: Aldous Huxley

POETIC OUTLAWS

SEP 15, 2024 

Why dost thou prate of God?

Whatever thou sayest of Him is untrue.

—Meister Eckhart

The further one travels, the less one knows.

—Lao Tzu

In religious literature the word ‘truth’ is used indiscriminately in at least three distinct and very different senses. Thus, it is sometimes treated as a synonym for “fact,” as when it is affirmed that God is Truth meaning that He is the primordial Reality. But this is clearly not the meaning of the word in such a phrase as “worshipping God in spirit and in truth.”

Here, it is obvious, ‘truth’ signifies direct apprehension of spiritual Fact, as opposed to second-hand knowledge about Reality, formulated in sentences and accepted on authority or because an argument from previously granted postulates was logically convincing. 

And finally there is the more ordinary meaning of the word, as in such a sentence as, “This statement is the truth” where we mean to assert that the verbal symbols of which the statement is composed correspond to the facts to which it refers. When Eckhart writes that ‘whatever thou sayest of God is untrue,’ he is not affirming that all theological statements are false. 

In so far as there can be any correspondence between human symbols and divine Fact, some theological statements are as true as it is possible for us to make them. 

Himself a theologian, Eckhart would certainly have admitted this. But besides being a theologian, Eckhart was a mystic. And being a mystic, he understood very vividly what the modern semanticist is so busily (and, also, so unsuccessfully) trying to drum into contemporary minds namely, that words are not the same as things and that a knowledge of words about facts is in no sense equivalent to a direct and immediate apprehension of the facts themselves. 

What Eckhart actually asserts is this: whatever one may say about God can never in any circumstances be the ‘truth’ in the first two meanings of that much abused and ambiguous word. 

By implication St. Thomas Aquinas was saying exactly the same thing when, after his experience of infused contemplation, he refused to go on with his theological work, declaring that everything he had written up to that time was as mere straw compared with the immediate knowledge, which had been vouchsafed to him. 

Two hundred years earlier, in Bagdad, the great Mohammedan theologian, Al-Ghazzali, had similarly turned from the consideration of truths about God to the contemplation and direct apprehension of Truth-the-Fact, from the purely intellectual discipline of the philosophers to the moral and spiritual discipline of the Sufis.

The moral of all this is obvious. Whenever we hear or read about ‘truth,’ we should always pause long enough to ask ourselves in which of the three senses listed above the word is, at the moment, being used. 

By taking this simple precaution (and to take it is a genuinely virtuous act of intellectual honesty) we shall save ourselves a great deal of disturbing and quite unnecessary mental confusion.

The subject matter of the Perennial Philosophy is the nature of eternal, spiritual Reality; but the language in which it must be formulated was developed for the purpose of dealing with phenomena in time. That is why, in all these formulations, we find an element of paradox. 

The nature of Truth-the-Fact cannot be described by means of verbal symbols that do not adequately correspond to it. At best it can be hinted at in terms of non sequiturs and contradictions.

The history of all the religions is similar in one important respect; some of their adherents are enlightened and delivered, because they have chosen to react appropriately to the words which the founders have let fall; others achieve a partial salvation by reacting with partial appropriateness; yet others harm themselves and their fellows by reacting with a total inappropriateness either ignoring the words altogether or, more often, taking them too seriously and treating them as though they were identical with the Fact to which they refer. 

Sloan Bashinsky 

Thank you for publishing this, Erik. 

The mainstream elements of the three Abraham religions, Judaism, Christianity and Islam, recognize only dead and buried mystics. I lost count of the times Christians told me that God stopped speaking to people after the Bible was written. A clever way of creating a monopoly on God.

My understanding is Eckhart Tolle was really struggling and in a deep despair he surrendered to it and suddenly he felt a total inner peace and calm which continued more or less, He wrote several books that became international best sellers, yet did anyone who bought and read his books, or travel to visit and talk with him, have a similar experience?

Did anyone who visited and talked with Buddha then experience what Buddha had experienced? 

Did anyone who visited and talked with Laozi (Lao Tzu) experience what he had experienced?

Did anyone who read Acts of the Apostles experience what Peter and Paul experienced, as reported in Acts.

Did anyone who read U.G. Krishnamurti’s books (U.G. knew and did not think so well of Jiddu Krishnamurti), or come to visit and talk with U.G., experience what U.G. had spontaneously experienced, which changed him completely?

I understand Aldous Huxley became a mystic by using LSD. 

The problem with using LSD or psychedelic plants is, there are lots of different kinds of beings “out there”, some are benevolent, some are not. Some are malicious. Like any virus, they are more than happy to latch onto a person on a psychedelic trip and remain with that person for the rest of his/her life, and the person does not know it happened. Only an adept shaman, an experienced exorcist priest allegiant to God and not his church, or an angel of the Lord can remove such a virus.

I am a mystic, made so by angels known in the Bible. I do not attend church or say I am a Christian. Mystics see and experience life very differently from everyone else. They know God by any named called, exists. They know God is unfathomable and cannot be confined by any definition. They know the walk with God on this world, as Jesus in the Gospels said, is difficult, and the gate is narrow, and few enter, and that is only the beginning. For they also know Jesus spoke true in the Gospels, when he said, many are called but few are chosen, and the work is great and the laborers are few. 

I often suggest to people on a spiritual path that they read the Sufi Poet Rumi’s poem, Chickpea To Cook, and they read about Rumi’s irascible spiritual teacher Shams, who was much deeper into God than was Rumi.

Here are two variations of the Chickpea , Coleman Barks is an American:

by Coleman Barks 

A chickpea leaps almost over the rim of the pot where it’s being boiled.​

‘Why are you doing this to me?’​

The cook knocks him down with the ladle.​

‘Don’t you try to jump out. You think I’m torturing you. I’m giving you flavor, so you can mix with spices and rice and be the lovely vitality of a human being. Remember when you drank rain in the garden. That was for this.’​

Grace first. Sexual pleasure, then a boiling new life begins, and the Friend has something good to eat.​

Eventually the chickpea will say to the cook,​

‘Boil me some more. Hit me with the skimming spoon. I can’t do this by myself. I’m like an elephant that dreams of gardens back in Hindustan and doesn’t pay attention to his driver. You’re my cook, my driver, my way into existence. I love your cooking.’​

The cook says, ‘I was once like you, fresh from the ground. Then I boiled in time, and 

My animal soul grew powerful. I controlled it with practices, and boiled some more, and boiled once beyond that, and became your teacher.​ 

by Chittick:

Look at the chickpeas in the pot, how they keep on jumping up, driven by the fire.​

At every instant the chickpeas boil up to the top and let out a hundred cries: “Why are you tormenting us with fire? Since you showed your appreciation for us by buying us, 

The housewife keeps stirring with the ladle:​

“Now, now! Boil sweetly and do not jump back from the one that made the fire.​

I do not cook you because I dislike you: I want to gain taste and savor.​

You will become food and then mix with the spirit. You do not suffer tribulation because you are despicable.​

Fresh and succulent, you used to drink water in the garden; your water-drinking was for the sake of this fire,”​

His Mercy is prior to His Wrath, so that Mercy could acquire a stock-in-trade: existence. For without pleasure, flesh and skin do not grow.​

If they do not grow, what can love for the Friend waste away? Gentleness will come again, asking forgiveness:​

“Now you have purified yourself and jumped across the stream to safety.”​

She says, “Oh chickpeas! You fed in the spring pasture, and now suffering has come as your guest.​

Receive it well. So that the guest may return in gratitude and tell of your generosity before the King.​

Then in place of benefits, the Benefactor will come; all benefits will envy you.​

I am Abraham, you are my son. Place your head before the knife: I saw in a dream that I must sacrifice you. 

This example of Sufi humor below very well could be about Shams.

Once upon a time word arrived through the countryside grapevine that a Dervish was headed toward a small village. The village's people were thrilled, because it was a great honor to be visited by a Dervish. They spruced up their village and cooked a great meal and put on the best of their simple clothing, and they walked to the edge of their village to await the Dervish. They saw someone walking on the dirt road leading to the village, and as the person neared, they saw he was an old man, his hair and beard were unkempt, he was dressed poorly, he looked dirty. He walked past them to the well in the center of the village where a donkey was tethered to a post. The old man leaned down and talked for a while into the donkey's left ear, and then the old man straightened himself up and walked out the other side of the village. 

A couple of days ago, a friend, who is a mystic and very good at tech stuff, and I did a podcast about the spiritual path that bypasses organized religion and psychedelics, and yesterday I published a post at my blog on same topic, "ABCs of a spiritual path that bypasses organized religion and psychedelics".

Here’s the blog link:

https://afoolsworkneverends.blogspot.com/2024/09/abcs-of-spiritual-path-that-bypasses_14.html

Here’s the podcast link:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AuxLKqWs_lw

We do this for free. We do not solicit.

sloanbashinsky@yahoo.com

ABCs of a spiritual path that bypasses organized religion and psychedelics

 

    Someone replied to the thank you, blythe spirit, who died to set me free post.

Chris Hazzard

Sloan, you are so right when you say that you would not have become the person that you are if you had not had that life-changing experience. Grief changes us and then we have the choice of in which way.
I am only six months into my journey, having lost the love of my life, but among the changes that I have experienced is my willingness to talk to strangers in a way that I would not have done before, the outcome of which is that I am being inundated by kindness from all directions.
Two instances. I have friended a young Chinese woman and she came around and read me (at my request) some poems in Mandarin, which I don't understand but love the sound of. That has resulted in my creating a musical piece, which now is expanding into a performance piece with gamelan orchestra and dance company.
The other is the result of me talking to a couple in a restaurant. Total strangers who live about three hours out of town in a beautiful part of the state. I am invited to visit and inspect his collection of Harley Davison - he has sixteen - and make a road trip with him.
I read your postings regularly and am hoping that the outcome of the November election is not too disastrous. Keep writing, keep loving,

Chris  

Sloan Bashinsky

Many thanks, Chris, and my sincere condolences for your heart-wrenching loss, and my genuine hope that you have a wondrous journey forward. My friend who does the tech work for my digital books and for our podcasts for many years was in a very well known motorcycle club. He knows plenty about Harleys and can field strip and reassemble them. Because of his association with me, he lost several lines of interesting work, which made him a living wage. He was left with his extraordinary mechanic, machinist and welding abilities, but spine injuries limit him doing heavy lifting that work sometimes requires. He has been in hiding for some time because of contracts on his life bought by politico he caused a lot of trouble. That worm eventually turned 180 degrees, and the politico is the target of the very killers he hired. I will share your marvelous comment with my friend.  

 

Sloan Bashinsky

My friend wants to know if you are the Chris Hazzard who restores Grateful Dead music and concert film?

Chris Hazzard

'Fraid not, Sloan. 
I define myself as a life artist. I will never be famous or rich because I have the good fortune to love a simple life that doesn't cost much to do. The artwork of a life artist is their own life, which the artist crafts into something beautiful, something which others can observe and say to themselves, "That is beautiful. I will try to do something like that for myself", and as a result, have a better life.

Now, drawing close to that end, I think that I am getting close to achieving that object.

Sloan Bashinsky

Beautiful.

Some years ago now, a female voice told me in my sleep that I was trying really hard and I was doing very well, and to remember Daniel, and I would be given experiences that would help me increase my pace and maybe reach escape velocity, and I saw scientists sending space ships toward planets to dip into their gravity field and then be slingshotted on at a greater speed. I understood Daniel meant I would be in some lion dens and to pay attention to my dreams. I’m 82 next month, and I’ve had a helluva life, actually many lives in one life, and if all of that splashes itself onto some giant canvass, it will be a helluva anomaly.  

 

    Last night, Bob and I recorded a podcast about the ABC’s of the spiritual path that bypasses religion and psychedelics. 

https://youtu.be/AuxLKqWs_lw

Waking and Sleeping Shamanic Dreamwork 101 thru Escape Velocity

Waking and Sleeping Shamanic Dreamwork 101 thru Escape Velocity

    Using our and other people's personal experiences as examples, we provide information that is very old and predates and bypasses organized religions. Life itself and how we respond to it, and our waking and sleeping dreams, is the path, and if we are sincere, angels will assist us, but we must be prepared to change, and we must understand that once it begins, it's best to stick with it even though sometimes we want to walk away.

    Bob and I also discuss the hazard of using psychedelic chemicals and plants to have spiritual experiences without being protected by an experienced shaman, who keeps away opportunistic and malicious spirit viruses that want to latch on and come back with you and stay with you for the rest of your life- unless an experienced shaman, exorcist priest or angel removes the viruses from you.

    Consider a poem that provides the overview, which came to me over breakfast one spring morning in 1994.

Earth,
The sacred prism
through which souls are refracted
into their elemental parts,
Purified in Holy Fire,
The one-forged
and sent on their way
to not even God knows where,
Simply because they are all
Unique Emanations of God,

Evolving . . .

    And consider this very personal poem, which came out of me as fast as I could write it down  on June 7, 2004.

“SHANGHAIED” 
 
A calling to serve carries its own wisdom,
which legitimates both the calling and the serving
so that the two are one:
Only the one called to serve
can know this wisdom,
and for some who are called
the knowing comes easily,
while for others the knowing is a fiery baptism.
Each calling is different,
and while some callings can be declined,
others cannot,
and those whose calling is without repentance
know they are in it for the duration of the calling,
and while others may try to persuade them out of it,
the calling for ones such as these always prevails;
thus is it advised to all called for keeps
that they view their calling as a blessing
even when it seems at times to be a curse,
and that they try to reconcile the loss of their captain status
and allow the Spirit of God to man the helm of their ship
and be glad and willing crew members thereon,
knowing that all sailing ships of souls
need a crew as well as a captain
to maintain and navigate the ship through
seas of many tones, depths and flavors;
so consider each league sailed
as part of the overall journey
going to where the captain deigns to go
by using whatever winds and sea currents available
to navigate the ship to the experiences
this ship and crew need to have
in order to fulfill their calling and its wisdom
revealed by the journey of many leagues,
many known only to the ship and its crew,
all of whom come to know,
some sooner than others,
that once conscripted
there is no safe jumping ship.

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