dark adepts – Dreamyoga

If you have swung by the blog from time to time you will be aware that I have read what I call the Blue Books opus written by Alice Bailey and Djwhal Kuhl. The idea being that the transfer of content was by some form of telepathic mind-dump from Kuhl. You may also be aware that I comment of self-diagnosed omniscience suggesting that such a diagnosis is at best premature. I am pretty sure that many a “scientist” imagines that there is not a lot beyond his or her ken. And anything which is, is probably made up shit so not real. Most physical scientists, me included, can get a gist-grasp of the standard model of cosmogenesis. Few would accept that it is possible to talk with the Korrigans down by the river. Were I to claim such a thing then I must adopt my Whacko McNutjob persona. For some, things “beyond ken” is a DNC, a does not compute, it can mean imaginary or fantasy.

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Not everyone has a closed mind.

In the opus Kuhl suggests that during initiation the matter of the physical vehicle for the incarnated being is adjusted by the application of a wand or rod of initiation. The detail provided is sketchy and the nature of the forces involved ill explained. In order for the indwelling consciousness to evolve the vehicle needs a kind of upgrade to enable. This suggests that lifetime after lifetime for an initiate the vehicle need to be boosted and upgraded. A third degree initiate must therefore suffer or receive the first and second upgrades before the third, each life time. This is implied but not specified.

The opus discusses little about what happens when the incarnating Jiva is not in meat. He does not dwell on the intermediate or Arupa formless state. He says that many of the masters have no need of form so they “exist” without form {for aeons}. Philosophically it is interesting to note that the entire notion of physical time implies matter. Is immaterial time different, can it too be measured with an atomic clock? The implications is that time out of meat is “longer” than time in meat, measured in planet earth days.

What are the discarnate rules? Who is in charge? What happens, what occurs? What does one experience?

Kuhl is very scant on the abilities of initiates and masters for perhaps a number of motives. One of these being the problems caused by over active imaginations and another being that he does not want to show off or list. Similarly he touches on the abilities of the dark adepts but does not formally discuss the black ritual magic they apply. In a global clarity based view there is no need for specific clarity details unless to convey a particular thought form with example. He also does not want dangerous knowledge falling into the wrong hands.

He mentions the Sanat Kumara in whose thought form, the planet Earth, those of us who are as yet meaty, abide. The scope of a being able to envision a planetary scale must be vast. Way bigger than a white bearded dude on a cloud with his tackle hanging out. Such a notion must be by definition beyond a human ken. The dream of the Sanat Kumara is the dream in which we live and have our being.

If it is beyond your ken does that mean that it cannot be real?

The implication being that if you are messing with a Sanat Kumara, you are considerably out of your depth and “he” could enact something of a global or plate tectonic scale. The Richter scale would not have sufficient dynamic range. We have seen the impact of a “minor” tsunami at Fukushima. A subducting plate could easily produce large amplitude motions.

Without six sigma proof many would deny that such a being as a Sanat Kumara exists.

One of the main things that Kuhl omits is the growing human obsession with this notion of proof. Philosophically it is clear to see that in an absence of theorem proof does not exist. Therefore proof is an entirely mental construct. A construct which is manufactured by humans and therefore as equally impermanent as they are.

The world Kuhl describes in his work with Bailey is a pre-1960s world. That world has change vastly. There has probably been more change in the last 65 years than perhaps in the millennium before. Whatever he discussed was based upon the scope of human knowledge then. It has changed since. The arrival of Zoom and Teams has rendered the need for telepathic communication obsolete.

Humans have always been arrogant about how much they know. Generation after generation that confidence in the completeness of their own knowledge has been seen to be ill-founded. Kuhl does not speculate in detail how things might change in the sixty odd years after his opus. He does speculate on the nature of reincarnation and the externalisation of the so-called hierarchy. His blueprint is a best guess snapshot for how things were then. It is accurate to say that things have changed. Some truths however are immutable.

The work, the opus, is comprehensive. To my mind, the mind that could hold and verbalise that has to have scope and prowess, an intellect of considerable capacity.

It is warm and sunny outside, so perhaps it is safer to write on these things. Although physical plane death may be public there is a private intimate part not shared by the consciousness of the living and those not in the transition. Ostensibly death may be quick brought on by an IDF bullet or a heart attack. It could be a slow drawn out process mediated by an ailing brain or a bleed. One could have a physically easy or a physically painful death. I have had both. These days death under morphine is not uncommon. Many full of bravado are nevertheless fear-full of that tap on the shoulder. It re-presents the time when the croupier of life spins the roulette wheel after shouting,

« Mesdames et messieurs, faites vos jeux ! »

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For logically we all know we are placing our bets on what may or may not happen when we die. The ball rolls and stops and we find out if we have won or lost.

History tells of many a shit-scared monarch buying papal indulgences on his death bed in an attempt to bribe God.

I’ll state here that I am not the kind of being who tries to use or take advantage of others. It is not my basic orientation. I am more likely to facilitate, to try help. We all have faults and mine is less nasty. I have to the detriment of others allowed myself to be used. I have robbed them in a sense of the battles which they may have faced. Because I have faced things for them. This in a way, although perhaps altruistic, is disempowering.

I have met a number of people losing their battle with power over the years. Caught up in the process they were and would be unable to see or accept that this is the case. Weirdly the power-flame attracts many a moth on the make, only for a singeing of wings. The lust for a share in apparent power is perhaps the most blinding thing which can happen to a being. They see only with blinkered eye the power, and not the consequence both on others and on them. Most people guess they can handle power. Most people are wrong, for it is power which handles them and changes them. Many in the throes of their battle with power present themselves as some beacon of light when they are anything but. Power deludes those hungry for it and their supporters. Power likes to justify.

I’ll make a little aside here. If there is significant influx of first ray “will-to-power” energy the number of people losing their battle with power will rise and a dark, dark, cloud will result. The first ray is very difficult to handle and cope with. Any crack, any latent cruelty, any lust for power over, will be activated.

The individual mentioned in my dream taught me a lot, for which I am thankful. Primarily he showed behaviours which I did not like and did not want to adopt for myself. It was an exemplar of what I did not want to become. At the same time I was interacting with others a tad obsessed with power and in some cases position. I have never wanted to be lord and master with minions, slaves and serfs. Others like to lord it over; some like to be lorded over. I was not infected by his mood and intent.

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Power in its knowledge aspect is inconspicuous and not ostentatious. It is gathered and stored, rarely is it exercised. Depending on predilection one may gather like a squirrel. Personally I have always been interested in learning.

That time in the very first part of this century I was engaged in what hindsight suggests was my battle with power. Clearly the scale was rather local, but I was presented with many temptations, the trappings of power. Luckily, I was largely able to resist those temptations, those traps and did not become an “A” grade arse. Other people I knew may have been less resilient and perhaps fell to the traps, the whims of power.

The thing is that power and evil have a kind of symbiotic relationship. Power is the lure; the bait of evil who can tie an appropriate fly for whatever fish it seeks. Evil ever the strategist and craftsman can, when and if needed, be subtle.

In modern days the notion of evil has become quasi-taboo which is testament to the guile and skill of evil.

I do not pretend to know the mind of the dark adepts and those drawn to them. The more evolved of them, aware of much, must make a calculation pertaining to death. That calculation at one level must offset the difficulty of transition with the perceived reward of a life of power. Only they would be able to comment if they have struck a good deal, made a good bargain.

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I personally, this afternoon, in the middle of the day, am ready. In a sense I have already embraced my death.

There is a chance that you and I will meet gain at the hour of your death. You can decide for yourself if that is some morbid shit I made up, or not…

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“Don’t know where
Don’t know when
But I know we’ll meet again some sunny day”

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Tag: dark adepts

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