Psychic greeting and Violet Ray

[flofrog]

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We interrupt this post to address a burning issue:

So, Mdm flofrog, you're saying this august Forum constitutes abnormal life?! Why, that's an outrageous thing to --
Well, come to think of it, judging by some of what's contended here & there herein, you might just be right about ---
what am I saying?!?! I meant to harrumphedly say:
Au contraire, ma bonne froglette lumineux et fluide! -- here, we judiciously use our fine brains for all they're worth 
avoirdupois in seeking to comprehend that Mystical Cosmical Inner Design with which to Immanentize The Eschaton 
& What-Not. Also good for removing stubborn rust-stains on the soul's iron resolve, kick-starting half-assed incarnations, 
fine-tuning & re-calibrating our telepathic radar-love sets for proper gain/anti-clutter, fast time constant, interference 
rejection, echo stretch, and -- POTRZEBIE.

Scenes from B4th Brain Trust Operations in Building the New Inner Man:

 

And now we return you to our regularly-scheduled purportedly-STO propaganda-post, already in progress:

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You know, that would make a great band name: Violet Ray & the Psychic Greetings. Now playing in my garage &
other high-class venues, no cover charge, but 2-drink minimum (Xtra-Tall Pan-Galactic Gargle Blasters 
http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Ma...gleBlaster).


The enigmatic chanteuse Mme Violet, rear view (Illuminati detected!!)

In My Humble Opinion™, in the long run, the best way to deal with the phenomenon of negative-source* "psychic greeting" 
is to learn how to truly cherry-pick that which amounts to the diametrically oppositely-sourced** kind of greeting -- the much 
more benignly-intended kind -- and ease off a tad on the gratuitous attention-paying (i.e., the usual kind of attention wielded 
by STS wannabes & STO still-gluttons-for-punishment!) to dishearteningly fear-inducing mind-f******g memes wielded by the 
usual suspects, both those overlording ne'er-do-wells aloft in the mystical upper-aether & their not-as-high-&-mighty-as-
they-think apparatchiks  down here amongst the very Earthly news & entertainment & other influential distortions-du-jour 
merchants.

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  The Loyal Opposition: Inscrutably poker-faced, as usual


**
 High-Density Tough-Love: sometimes it ain't pretty


Down at the boots-on-the-ground level of the theatre of operation of everyday-life's "quiet war" for the heart, mind, &
soul of the people, waged through campaigns attempting control  of the paradigmic high ground -- of the spectrum of 
information & experience generally available to us... in fact, through control of the very idea of what could possibly be
on offer, in reality -- knowing how to independently and as a regular routine lively-up yourself (as Bob M. would say) 
& politely decline any & all offers of reality-limiting, fear-entraining, peer-pressure-applied memes is key.



Things are run on this planet according to a pretty well-designed Design which is nothing if not holistically all-inclusive, 
and all about balancing polarics in every way at all levels, with a definite very high aim in mind -- & it's accessible to 
humans, who are a seemingly very frail & unpromisingly evanescent sort of May-fly-ish animal in the face of the eternal 
might & reach of Infinite Creation.

It's an underappreciatedly amazing fact that one of us can learn about such an awesome phenomenon and the human 
being's possible relation to it. One can, through receiving the proper instruction, even learn how to truly learn, one of the 
rarest of human skills, with which one can maximize one's efficiency & effectiveness in finding & executing one's true 
mission in Necessity, in the name of the One. 



But mighty oaks, as it were, must necessarily from tiny acorns grow, acorns that know how to acorn just right ("I seem to be a verb,"
as Buckminster Fuller used to say), surrendering unassumingly, whole-heartedly, serenely, to their perhaps humble but 
nonetheless crucial role in the good old Scheme Of Things™ -- no skipping ahead past Step One, no matter how impatient 
you are now/here or what Grand High Exalted Spiritual Poobah you used to be / will be / are now in other timeplaces /
alternate realities / matrices / what-have-you. First things first, baby, & the divvil take the hindmost!
Speak of the Devil! See:  https://www.bring4th.org/forums/showthre...#pid240580



Cheers! 

Gosh Dear Dekalb, of course my typing machine changed abnormal into normal !!! How glad I am that you spotted that, I am SO going to have a serious talk with my keyboard, and check out any possible orion subterranean infiltration here. :idea: