Walk with me to the River

[Guest guest]

It’s 5 AM here in Eugene OR. It’s dark- there’s light rain.

I live just a minute’s walk from the Willamette River, which is wide, powerful.

I put on my shoes, and a hat I made matching style 2000 years ago, otherwise,

I’m still in my pajamas. So what. I don’t care what people think of

my clothes.

I walk off down the dark street under the huge Oak trees by the houses which are

dark, and onto the path the city made, which cuts through the field, which is

the bank of the river.

The street ends, the path begins. Of course, the King’s domain ends, and

the area of Nature begins. Astrology is everywhere.

The path they made is about 300 meters, and all the way on it you can see the

River and it’s Rapids(!) as you descend the mellow sloping path down to

the Rivers bank.

On both sides of you is just grass, and occassional noble oaks. The whole area

is lit up by a big light the rich people at the end of the street installed to

light their property and the surroundings. So due to their worries, we all get

light in the park at night.

I descend to the River, gentle mist on my face. I think about Muslims in

Pakistan, who made my pajama pants, which look like what they wear in those

pictures in the papers where they are all protesting George, the US, us, me,

white people. How strange in this world.

The power of the River feels good. I’m the only person, on a huge plain,

and slope, there, in that place. I look all around, I can see a quarter mile

in all directions...nobody.

I can hear no cars at all. I am just with a river, and it is one minute from my house.

Now is that a luxury or what?

The river pours over huge boulders, and makes the sound of rapids. It’s

beautiful. I can feel it’s earth shaking power. It is literally roaring

as it pours along, this huge river, which has been here for so very long.

I think of Aeod (ay-ed), my great ancestor, the found of the MacKay clann, who

walked by rivers, and pondered his chart told to him by Druids (Brahmin

similar).

My slippers I am wearing, are made by the Pendleton company, founded here in

Oregon so long ago by another MacKay. Their shirts still sold all over America

are famous for their plaids, which are so Scottish in origin. The pattern on

the shoes is “Blackwatch”, which ultimately refers to British use

and oppression of Scottish warriors, but it’s a very common pattern on

many clothings, and unbeknownst to most, it stands for that ultimately, to a

real Scot who knows the truth.

All these matters of truth, of intertwinement, surround me on all sides.

But I feel the river, and it feels good.

I think, why would a soul go from unmanifest, to this?

To feel. To feel this river pounding, right now.

I turn and go home. One minutes walk. So happy to have met Mr. River just now.

As I go home, I see a police car race by on the street a ways down that crosses

ours. Whoom....swoooosh.....it goes races by in the rain.

I think: Horses with the King’s Sherrifs upon them used to do that...go

racing by...moreso than other people’s horses, which just walked. If you

looked, you could tell it was not just any horse, but a Sherrif, by the clothes

he wore- the colors that is...the colors.

So this police car, is a normal car, available to anybody, but it’s colors

are special, black and white...can’t miss it.

Nothing’s changed. They even talk about the new horse in terms of “horse power”.

And this is a Germanic country. And the ancient Germans, were most known for the

Horse Riding, in all the Roman Empire, they were highly great Horseman. Okay?

So this is a Germanic based country mainly, and so here we are, still measuring

things in terms of horses, using Roman letters, Roman government. History is

here, now.

So river power, paranoid lights, the rich on the river, the racing mars, the

colors of the king, the intertwinement of trade and religious wars, it’s

another day on Earth, another day for souls in bodies, mankind, doing exactly

what they’ve always done, being under the planets and stars as always,

one with them, linked to them in spin, blown asunder into the same orbits by

either the same creative hand of a God or the blast of a blast or something...

But intertwined, that’s for sure, because by studying astrology you see

it is so...that one reflects the other, the sameness of the planets spins and

people’s and events lives become obvious if you can see the patterns well

(not everyone has this capability).

I rush to share this, typing fast. That too, just an impulse, made into me, a

chemical need, an addiction.

The King’s tax collectors are pestering...why...well what do you expect

with Sun/Merc in 2 for Aries rising and Mercury dasha?

So right on time.

We must have agreed to come here under conditions of being “in” the

game wholly, like, “OK, it’s a bit claustrophobic down there for

the intelligent because you’re gonna feel that everything is controlled,

so you’re gonna feel kindof strapped in for the ride, okay?”

Yeah. Uh huh.

Well, that’s it for now.

I feel like crap. But that’s normal these days for years.

I went into this business in 92, when I still did not even think for a moment

that there was anything outside of Vishnu for me. Things have changed.

Now I have to review my motivations, as I’m a very honest and consequent

person. If I’m not into something, it’s hard for me to pour my

passions into it, which is the only way I can do things- by pouring my passions

into them. I do music and painting, passionately. Everything is full of mania

(Mania- a god of the Etruscans, pre Romans, known for her devotees crazy dance,

which become known as “mania” leading to words like Manic

depression).

So how can I love this thing anymore, astrology, Hindu astrology. I am working

that out. Because I need an income, and things have dropped to nil. Not because

of my writings of late. No, don’t go there. It’s a slow long decline

over years. The market is either saturated or PL etc are eating my lunch.

I need to love this again, but only if it’s true, and I’m working

that out right now, in my head.

Astrology is separate for countries, and religions, and books, and people.

It’s a force, a science, something that is, something everybody and

anybody can talk about or study because it is a force of nature, or rather,

it’s the study of the relating of all things, because it may not be so

much that the Grahas do to us, but rather, than they cosignificate the same

time in the whole universal affair- that their spinnings and placements are

indicative of what is going on, and that is going on to the whole thing, the

whole thing is in tick with itself because it was all thrown at the same time,

so read one part and know it all, type of thing, like if the horse rider is

“by the tree”, then so too is the horse, the travel together, like

that.

It’s really a misnomer to call it Vedic or Hindu astrology. It’s

really just Astrology. And that other Astrology, that needs a forename because

it’s “off” from the Zodiac, so it could be called something

else...Seasonal Northern Hemisphere Astrology.

Borders suck. Birds can’t see ‘em. They aren’t real.

Conceptual lines for mars boys to tend to. People and races and religions are

driving the wars which cause the borders. Those of us who would never do those

things, just see friends in various colors. That’s all.

I spent my prime years promoting the Bhagavatam and Gita. You can still find

those writings on my site. (Want to take em down to be honest, but

haven’t because of depressions toll on my work ability)

My first Guru, Hansadutta, once told me: “Our movement (HK) is like the

Mafia. You can join but you can never leave or we kill ya”

It seems true. Now that I express something other than devotion to Krishna and

the like religious sentiments approved by HK and the like, I am being severely

attacked or the leave (many are leaving the list). It doesn’t matter

what I did. If you do not tow the party line, you are dead. If a once loyal

and close soldier to a Roman Emporer turns against him, he has to be killed,

because he is otherwise a very dangerous entity. It is about dominance and

power. If a knowledgeable and talkative officer in HK (me) turns against it,

that person becomes a major liability, and silencing him becomes their inner

sentiment and desire. They wish to crush this outspoken blasphemer. In their

hearts they know he is going to HELL and is going to SUFFERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.

This is the sentiment that drives one muslim to kill another, and to kill Whites too.

It’s the “War of Conceptions”. How do YOU concieve of where

we are and WHO GOD IS.

We fight over something we’re not sure about, more than we fight over

things like polluting the water and air. We’d rather protest an abortion

clinic, than a factory that pollutes our rivers, because Righteous and Religious

hoopla is more attractive than nuts and bolts needs.

This has been a Rik spiel. We hope you have survived. We hope you have enjoyed it.

Reeshart Mach Aeoidh

 

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