manipulation

people are so used to manipulation

that they turn against you

within a twinkling of an eye

if you don't manipulate them


this habit makes it very hard

for them to turn towards divine coz

divine doesn't manipulate

like evil does


it doesn't need to


when something manipulates

it wants something from you

which it doesn't have

divine doesn't need anything


the divine plays

evil cannot play

so it manipulates

procreation

when boredom strikes

after all the 'been there done that'

people think about procreating

making babies to

quell away boredom

so the role of the kids

is set from the beginning

they are born entertainers

to light up the boring lives of their parents

but what to do when boredom strikes

the kids too


some create babies to fit in better in society

some to keep the family line going
(for what purpose they can't say)

some just to claim benefits (wherever available)

some aim to fulfill their own
unfulfilled meaningless ambitions


no wonder majority of the children produced

turn out like they turn out

fancydress

roleplaying is one of the favourite
pastimes of the beings of this planet
&
the only preparation they seem to need for the act
is costumes

the whole scene resembles one big
purposeless fancydress party

to play a serious responsible respectable role
they put on a suit & a tie
and surprisingly the rest fall for it
hook, line & sinker
despite continuos revelations
about corrupt politicians
the fact that even mafia bosses
don expensive designer suits
doesn't dent their perception one bit

the majority of earth population
is open to manipulation through dressing

if you put on a black robe
you are a judge
if you put on robe of any other colour
white, saffron, yellow, maroon
you are a holy man
if you put on some frills & fancy clothes
you are a rockstar
there is specific clothing
for geeks, writers, waiters ... every boxed act
there is casualwear formalwear
daywear nightwear partywear...
funny coz most cannot carry anywear
they have no style no matter
what they wear

majority of people tend to judge others from their clothes
the being that is inside those clothes
is of no concern
in fact it is best overlooked
the prospect of really looking at someone
for what they really are
beneath the garb
is really scary
scary coz of the hideousness & monstrousness involved

no beauty to be found
when
naked in body, mind & soul

pun, fun & evolution

many souls are often turned away

from the evolutionary path

coz

there is a deliberate artificial schizm

created between

fun & evolution


evolution is portrayed as a boring process

much like school

while drunk gyrating in a dingy night club

is the definition of fun


the reality is the absolute reverse

every step taken towards divine

creates real bliss & consequently more fun


the advertized packaged definitions of fun

as conjured up by evil's minions

are a pun on fun

they lead to absolute boredom

which in turn leads to

dependency on alchohol & drugs

the final price is the soul itself


blame must also go to the

the ugly blissless self-appointed

heads of spirituality

who through their sheer ignorance

propagate dull, dour, turgid & uncool

processes

that hold no appeal to

any youngster

searching for cool


as a result

youngsters fail to realize that

divine is more rocking than any rock band

it is infinitely more cool & groovy too ...

mimicry

since humility is out of question

mimicry
or
me-me-cry

is the only resort for
lower when confronted with higher &
evil when confronted with divine

this is its functioning in a nutshell -

if its still not clear
here is the clue -

replace the mancub with divine avatar
and the monkeys with the beings of this planet

unnecessary

majority of the real souls

on this planet don't like their job

repetative boring tiring robotic


one cannot blame them coz

the simple truth is that

99% of the activities and jobs

on this planet

are unnecessary


unnecessary coz

they are not necessary

for

basic survival

or

evolution

and besides these 2

there is no other reason

for any other activity


evil is nothing but

the propagation of this

unnecessariness

to continually distract from

divine & evolution

steering wheel

the most overriding fear

most beings on this planet have

is not the fear of death

but the fear of

losing control over their self's steering wheel

funny coz they have no idea where they are

or where they are going

navigation is not their special talent

still

the idea of giving up the steering wheel

to something higher or the divine itself

is unpalpable

even the mention of it

generates a violent response

much like asking a clingon bratty kid to part with its toy

'its mine its mine

i will do whatever i wanna do with it'

diary

despite the arrival of blogs

diary is still many people's preferred choice

for documenting their mental indigestion


no wonder than

the words 'diary' and 'diarrhea'

have a samey feel


diary is one of the

dire tools provided to people to

make sense of their

seemingly meaningless lives

in the end however

nothing is resolved

all that remains

is the stench of undigested impressions

blogging

these are blogging times

blogs are replacing the solar day

as the new time standard

so won't hurt to look into the word

b-logging =

be a logger

i.e maintain a log like ship captains do

like PT-the navigator does

life being a boat sailing on the worldly sea

there is a minor glitch though

the ship captains have a clear & fixed destination

but the lives of the majority on this planet

have no such goal

so what are they logging ?

the sos's of a ship lost in stormy sea ?

or the panic & mayhem as the ship sinks like the titanic ?

or indulging in trifles to distract from the plain truth ?

or the bravado that they just don't care ?

Praise

Praise = P-Raise

Pray was just a short form of Prayze = Praise

it is either

Do-ing or P-raise-ing

one leads to hell

and other to freedom from hell

the fools believe in 'doing'

without any real rhyme or reason

the wise fix their attention on 'praising' instead

RadioStation PT ~ May Be

you know what you want but
you don't know what you need

you know what your name is
but don't know who you are

you know who i am but
you don't know what i am

what i do
what i am
thinking of you

maybe you will make it happen
maybe you will make it happen

maybe you will find your way
maybe you will find your way

maybe you will just run away
maybe you won't like what we have to say
maybe you will just run away
maybe you won't like what we have to say


you know what you say but
you don't know what it means

you know what you hear but
you don't know what's the deal

you know something's missing but
you don't know what it is

you know who i am but
you don't know what i am

what i do
what i am
thinking of you

maybe you will make it happen
maybe you will make it happen
maybe you will make it happen
maybe you will find your way

maybe you will just run away
maybe you won't like what we have to say
maybe you will look the other way
maybe you will wait for the judgement day
maybe you will wait for the judgement day

you see
it's been a long time

we've gotta have a little talk

you're all so wasted
wasted now
you're all so wasted
wasted now
you're all so wasted
wasted now

maybe you will make it happen
maybe you will make it happen

maybe you will find your way
maybe you will find your way ...

tedious

whenever one tries to play

some song written by

a being of this planet

the thing which reveals itself first is

the tediousness

of their work


beings here are experts

at turning any

enjoyable activity like

playing guitar

into complicated tediousness


they seem to be very afraid of simplicity

simply letting a note ring is taboo

it is as if they are trying hard

to live upto the circus expectations

of their fellow beings


praise is plentiful

when one is running up & down the scales

at million notes a minute


even the so-called 'feel' aficionado's

prefer the tedious & the tortured


when one looks at other fields -

sports, writing ... life itself

the same pattern reveals itself

its almost like they

revel in each others discomfort

worship of 'pain & torture'

as we put it in a previous blog

the rush

like moths on a light

millions seek

adrenaline rush

as a substitute

for real kundalini based

divine bliss


the very temporary nature

of this rush

& the downer after

leads to more frustration

in the long run


but those selling it

don't care about the repercussions

they loudly propagate the myth that

bliss lies in jumping from

airplanes, cliffs, bridges ...

weapons of mass distraction

the people of this plane-t

never get to hear about

'weapons of mass distraction'

much more harmful

in the long run

than the much publicized

'weapons of mass destruction'


all the so-called battles

elections,

sports duels

etc etc.

frenzily propogated by media

have one & only one purpose -

to distract

from the only real battle

between

good & evil

which is happening

on this plane

as well as other planes


people are forced to take sides

in the these mock battles

in which

both sides belong to the evil

who the winner is

a simple guess

AscensionScape ~ Surfing the Celestial Ocean

another in the moment jam

relate

in muggledom

its usual to hear lines like

'can't relate to this'

people savouring only what they

can relate to


one can only relate to

something at one's own level

or something lower than oneself


so just sticking to this

'relating' in choices

firmly closes

the door to evolution


one cannot relate to something higher than onself

to get to it one needs

a proper humble attitude

something not taught in any school or home

on this planet

wordal diarrhea

in the so-called

popular music

a feature stands out

in terms of songwriting -

'loads, infact bucketsfull of lyrics'

never mind if the chorus remains the same

but the verses just go on and on


most of the time

one is hardpressed to follow or make sense of

what the person is going on about

& truth be told no one cares

people are fine with verbal-wordal diarrhea

in fact it is lauded and applauded



With your mercury mouth in the missionary times,
And your eyes like smoke and your prayers like rhymes,
And your silver cross, and your voice like chimes,
Oh, who among them do they think could bury you?
With your pockets well protected at last,
And your streetcar visions which you place on the grass,
And your flesh like silk, and your face like glass,
Who among them do they think could carry you?
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
Should I leave them by your gate,
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
With your sheets like metal and your belt like lace,
And your deck of cards missing the jack and the ace,
And your basement clothes and your hollow face,
Who among them can think he could outguess you?
With your silhouette when the sunlight dims
Into your eyes where the moonlight swims,
And your match-book songs and your gypsy hymns,
Who among them would try to impress you?
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
Should I leave them by your gate,
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
The kings of Tyrus with their convict list
Are waiting in line for their geranium kiss,
And you wouldn't know it would happen like this,
But who among them really wants just to kiss you?
With your childhood flames on your midnight rug,
And your Spanish manners and your mother's drugs,
And your cowboy mouth and your curfew plugs,
Who among them do you think could resist you?
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
Should I leave them by your gate,
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
Oh, the farmers and the businessmen, they all did decide
To show you the dead angels that they used to hide.
But why did they pick you to sympathize with their side?
Oh, how could they ever mistake you?
They wished you'd accepted the blame for the farm,
But with the sea at your feet and the phony false alarm,
And with the child of a hoodlum wrapped up in your arms,
How could they ever, ever persuade you?
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
Should I leave them by your gate,
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
With your sheet-metal memory of Cannery Row,
And your magazine-husband who one day just had to go,
And your gentleness now, which you just can't help but show,
Who among them do you think would employ you?
Now you stand with your thief, you're on his parole
With your holy medallion which your fingertips fold,
And your saintlike face and your ghostlike soul,
Oh, who among them do you think could destroy you
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
Should I leave them by your gate,
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
~

it sure does help

to hide lack of musicality

if one keeps on rambling something or the other

on top of the chaos behind

it also helps

to be labelled a bigger genius

the longer & more incoherent the ramble

no wonder fiction novels & glossy magazines

full of utter gibberish

still clog up all the communication space


on the other hand

some of 'lotusocean' songs

have just 5 words

'rays of the sun ... anyone?!'

or even 2 & 1/2

'surrender & rejoice'

or none ...

word essences

around 10 years ago

i started to breakdown words

especially in the english language

to get to their real meaning

their essence sotospeak

like 'biology' for instance

could be broken down into

bi-o-logic

or O2 logic

or oxygen logic

makes sense when one realizes

biology relates to study of

oxygen based lifeforms


many of lotusocean blogs carry this

word dissection

compassion became com-passion - 'complete passion'

& so forth

before you know it

steps in the imitation machine

and soon it is fashionable to breakdown words

for the sake of breaking them down

now we see people randomly

cutting them off wherever they please

whether this leads to any clarity

in relation to the word meaning

is not any of their concern


just another case of turning

a meaningful exercise

into a pointless joke/fad

instead of just humbly learning

reducing everything to their own

nonexistent standards

events & programs

whatever little time

is leftover from their busy lives

they invest in 'events' & 'programs'

organizing, attending and so forth

at least a million events are taking place

as this is written

for what noone seems to know

they pretend its for this & that

but the reasons are only paperthin


evolution or

breaking out of hell through

connecting with the divine

is not on the agenda

P's Curls Formation

Lord of the Ring

desert survival

am not sure
how many have noticed
but all the so-called
classic westerns
like 'the good, the bad & the ugly'
had a very
deepseated underlying common theme
running through all of them

this had to do with
desert survival through
whisky
thirsty always meant
more whisky not water

no one thought that they were
actually depicting the real world
but it turns out that they were

real world is a big desert
surviving without divine waters of bliss
as in the movies
alchohol is substituting
but isn't that supposed to make one more thirsty?

the main allergy

different people are allergic to

different kinds of things

but one thing which most people

on the planet

have an instant aversion to

is not any germ or bacteria

it is 'the divine'


one might argue that

they don't even gno what divine is

so how can they be allergic to it ?


the solution to this dilemma

lies in a simple practical test -

take any western female to india

and give her the option of

5 taxi drivers to choose from

to drive her

from the airport to the hotel or wherever


she is most likely to choose the

shadiest one


divine even by laymans definition

rests in the good

and the most good, honest, sincere one

will be ignored


this allergy is in the blood

it is in the genes

it comes from the forefathers

and their allergy to divine

most are not conscious enough to

rise above this inbuilt aversion

most don't even give themselves a chance

family entertainment

mixup all the essential ingredients
like teethy unashamedness of aerobics oz style,
vileness & vulgarity of
lapdancing, poledancing etc. together
and you get the punjabi cocktail called
'sports cheerleading'
there is no real cheer
so it has to be artificially led and induced
the term 'cheerleading' also takes attention off a
more derogatory term 'prostitution'

now it is being exported to the east
through sports tournaments like IPL
where bollywood is blurring the lines
between strip bars and family drawing rooms

this is what families have to
contend with throughtout
when they go to any of these supposed sportsevents
right up their noses too

first east was invaded by guns
now it is invaded by ... 'whatever you want to call it'

they are quite open about it too
excerpt from a published diary of a cheerleader -

"During one of our matches in Jo'burg, it was freezing, and as the dew came down heavily we had to really struggle to keep warm. Finally we decided on wrapping the game flags around us and it kinda helped. A lot of Indian fans had come forward to talk to us and we were generally chit-chatting, when there was this group of young Indian girls who came up and pleaded with us, asking us to show them some moves. They just would not take a no for an answer. They were super-precious, and sitting right in front of our podium they cheered with us the whole time and wrote us these cute little notes telling us how much they loved us and that they wanted to be cheerleaders too when they "grow up". How adorable! We signed a bunch of autographs throughout the game and took tons of pictures with them.
Felt good. Cheerleading is such an American phenomenon, I had never thought someone in a foreign country would come up to me and say that she would want to be a cheerleader professionally. Or that little girls would start emulating what we do in the stadium. It was touching. Such is the glorious uncertainty of life. Never in my wildest imagination could i have ever thought that I would give lessons in lifts and tricks to girls of Indian origin in a cricket stadium in South Africa. Beat that! "

yes beat that !

what can be better than inspiring
a whole host of future pros...

beds & sofas

funny as it might seem

beds & sofas are a big stumbling block

when it comes to developing humility

towards the divine

on this material plane of existence


beds and sofas were delivered at everyones doorstep

through the evil machine massproduction processes

so everyone had a chance to boost their ego

in their own little kingdom

they called home


so whatever skills even the

working, business & military classes

( the ruling class were direct pawns of evil anyways )

had at practical humility

disappeared like clouds on a sunny day


plonked on their sofas

they feel like lords

and find it harder & harder to get up

for any representative of divinity


to hell with divinity when

i am having a good time with my beer

in my sofa

they say


they only getup

for their bosses i.e the representatives of evil

and that too is more

out of a pre-empted kick on the backside


all part of a brat creation policy

of the evil demiurge

physical force & financial pressure

being the only languages

these spoiled brats understand


at the end of the day

who can be taught anything

when he/she is sitting on a sofa

or lying in a bed ...

11:11 formation

adjectives

regular misuse of adjectives

is the foundation of the

present societal structure


great, good, cool, awesome ...

arty farty

in its blissless boredom

the evil has pounced upon

divine expressions of grace

called 'art' - 'a rotation'

so now this planet has
meaningless expose's of ugliness
that pass of as art
post-modern art they call it now
as the name keeps on changing

the whole game is based
as always on pretension
where endless hours are
wasted analysing and praising rubbish

hells denizens producing more hellishness
is celebrated as something
glorious














pretension turns into hyperpretension
as so called experts
go to untold lengths of
boring pointless observation
to defend & promote
the artyfartyness












the bored rich
buy the rubbish
coz they have nothing else left to do
with their
meaningless money & existence


the point of the whole exercise

is 'distraction'

keeping the mind occupied

otherwise the unthinkable might happen

it might actually start

concentrating on the divine


9-5 jobs do the trick for most
but the ones with ample leisure time
need to be kept busy in other ways
artyfarty indulgence
remains one of the primary methods

uncommon sense

after reading these blogs

many respond back with stuff like

' i already knew that '

' this is just common sense '

' you state the obvious '

etc etc.

surprisingly none of these people

live their lives

in any way, shape or form

which even remotely suggests that

they ever knew any of what is written here


when one comes to gno something

through someone else

the ego always pretends to gno already

this lack of humility

will make sure that this gnoing

will be forgotten as quickly

as the last face one saw

walking down a busy sidewalk


in the end

it is safe to say

common sense is uncommon

divine defined

one may ask

what is 'divine' ?

as we are communicating in english

we have to use the word

'divine' which simply translates to

di-vine or

'perfect branching'

because it comes closest to the

characteristics of 'paramatman' - a sanskrit term

'god' is too loaded a word

mostly with misconceptions

also it is a male term while

divine is beyond male-female polarity


even though 'paramatman' or divine

is beyond the realm of words

the simplest definition is -


the original creative spark which

despite having created

all the creations & dimensions

lies outside of it ALL


many of the innumerable

qualities of divine like

perfection on all levels

are well documented in

vedic texts like the

puranas, ramayana, mahabharata etc.


divine = perfect fractality & perfect coherence

in scientific language

these terms are now quite

well defined


however to

understand them

in totality/reality

requires

personal experience

through Divine's grace


in the present time, space, realm, world

PT avatar

is providing a glimpse

into this fractality, coherence & synchronicity

through realtime

sound & light events



as long as beings stay

humble to the divine

there is no pain or torture


evil is born the moment any being

rebels against the divine

this rebellion arises

simply from wanting

praise for itself which it does not deserve

…

The Ringing

Bells Don't Ring
Strings (St-ring) Ring

PT Live in ing-land
The R-ing-ing
The Runic-ing

express ?!

express your self

let out your demons

they say


like so many others

kurt cobain did

freely and loudly

but did it help ?

he just ended up

pulling the trigger


people fail to realize that

expressing the demons within

doesn't release them

it just makes them stronger


this truth is hidden

by the establishment

through bogus gobbledigook

like psychiatry & advertising


its only through praising divine

do the demons inside dissapear

the language twist

"lets confuse the tongues
of men so that they
cannot understand
one anothers speech ..."

- genesis

and it has happened

the same guy will be

ruebek in germany

rueben in england

ruebello in spain

rubini in italy

ruebin (pronounced frenchily) in france

rubinder in punjab

...


the farce of these

madeup languages

which are basically just dialects

of a single source

which besides complicating communication

create silly narrow

structures in the head

respectable

lets take a look at
the beings which
are considered respectable
in the worldwide organization
called 'society'

1. doctors

whether medical or Phd. kind
they are always looked upto
as the agents of
godliness & goodliness
the definition of the word 'doctor'
however points towards something
quite the opposite

to doctor =
to tamper with; falsify:
to add a foreign substance to; adulterate:

2. politicians, football coaches,
commentators, ceo's etc.

father figure archetypes constantly
on the lookout for their prostitute fix
the higher the post
the more the resources at command
for more expensive perversions

if prostitution was to be eliminated
not many would be lining up for
these respectable positions

3. heads of spiritual organizations
& celebrities

these creatures are usually found in the
staly gaudy lifeless confines of 5 star hotels
or
jetsetting in business class
sipping champagne & wine
with one eye on the airhostesses

perenially on the lookout for
secret faraway island getaways
where they can not be caught
by media and paparazzi doing
unrespectable things

dalai lama refused a vegetarian meal
provided coz
the organizers thought
his holiness won't surely want
dead carcasses on his plate

even the most diehard carnivore
would have had the stomach for one veg. meal
but these folks are real sticklers
when it comes to their beliefs & habits
the mark of holiness !

charlatans

for those few who actually reach

the understanding that

they need hell-p out of this hell

( please refer to the help blog )

there awaits a long queue of charlatans

psychologists, gurus, mystics, channels, healers

to all in one's like deepak chopra

ready to exploit


all the sheep get in return

for getting exploited on many levels

is simple convincing that

its okay to

be part of the matrix


one cannot however feel sorry

for those who get

fooled by these fakers

bcoz its their own insincerity

which leads them to other insincere beings

















this face like all the rest

is an obvious case

all the shadiness & the evil glint is

very hard to miss

even for the most escapist look

it takes more than just sheer stupidity to fall for it

dimensional portal 29'04'2009