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Meet Shiva

By William T. Hathaway

Shiva is the deity of transcendence, the cosmic force that returns all matter and energy, all manifestation and activity, back to its Source. This return is the final stage of an evolutionary process that begins with creation through the power of Brahma, maintenance through the power of Vishnu, then dissolution through the power of Shiva back into the unified field of pure consciousness, the same unified field that quantum physics has discovered. This ground state is the universe’s interface with God. Manifested forms dissolve in it into waves of a nonmaterial, abstract field, and new forms continually emerge from it to continue the cycle.

We can see this evolutionary process all around us. A seed becomes a plant that blossoms, creates new seeds, and dies. We manifest into a body that grows, develops, dies, then we later re-emerge as a new, more highly-evolved person. Socio-economic systems emerge, grow over centuries, and crumble like ours is doing now, then are replaced by more highly-developed, more egalitarian ones. As society enters this dissolution phase, more and more people are turning intuitively to Shiva because we need his support.

The universe begins with God’s thought, “I am one. Let me be many.” God first becomes the Divine Mother, Mahashakti. She gives birth to the universe, or more accurately, she becomes the universe. She does this by manifesting her creator aspect (Brahma and his partner Saraswati), her maintainer aspect (Vishnu and his partner Lakshmi), and her destroyer aspect (Shiva and his partner Durga or Parvati).

All these aspects of God working together unfold and administer the universe. Everything in creation is fundamentally One: God. And God, according to panentheism, is also beyond the creation.

When, after trillions of billions of years, God wants to be just one again, Shiva and his partner close down the show, they all return into the Divine Mother, she returns into God, and creation takes a rest. This is the glorious divine play. Our purpose in it is to get enlightened, and when we achieve that, our boundaries of separation disappear, and we live this cosmic unity as our own deepest nature. Then we enjoy 200 percent of life – the fullness of the material relative along with the fullness of the spiritual absolute. The deities will help us reach enlightenment because they love us and are us. The essence of the creation is love.

This little philosophical sketch is an the interpretation of Vedas set forth by Shankara, the 8th-century proponent of Advaita Vedanta (unity, non-duality). He said all the dieties are different aspects of the One. They offer different paths to the same goal: enlightenment, union with God. All are worthy of reverence, but people tend to have a preference for one of them based on their personal affinities.

To decide which one you prefer, you can start by gazing at pictures of them. These images are just conventions, but they can be useful. The Vedic deities are fundamentally beyond form and gender, but they appear to us in certain set images to help us better relate to them. (Yes, they really can be seen.) They are cosmic forces, administrators of natural law who keep creation functioning. If we project contemporary concepts of femininity and masculinity onto these divine beings, we will distort them (just as these concepts distort us).

Whose appearance interests you the most? Whom do you want to get to know better? Do you feel a heart connection? If so, listen to Vedic chantings of their names (each deity has over a thousand) on YouTube and notice how you respond. Then learn more about them on the internet. Trust your intuition, but if it’s not clear, a good Vedic astrologer can help you choose which one suits you best.

My new website will put you in touch with Shiva, his partner Durga-Parvati, and an offspring of their union, Ganesha. Ganesha is the great remover of obstacles, like a cosmic snowplow clearing our road of evolution. He rides on a mouse because mice are so skilled at getting around obstacles. Durga, as representative of the Divine Mother, has two sides: the loving, caring side for her children and the fierce, protecting side against those who threaten them. She is the demon slayer par excellence.

Getting to know this holy family is a journey of joy. Contact with them through bhakti – devotion – awakens a divine energy that permeates our heart, mind, and body and improves our thoughts, activities, and relationships.

The website offers a complete program of meditation, kundalini yoga, chanting, and puja. When done regularly, the procedures and techniques described there will gradually take you to higher states of consciousness, fill you with transcendental joy, and improve every aspect of your life. All of it free: https://meetshiva985866381.wordpress.com/.

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William T. Hathaway is the author of eight books including the Rinehart Foundation Award-winning novel A World of Hurt. He was a Fulbright professor of creative writing at universities in Germany, where he currently lives, writes, meditates, and hangs out with Shiva.

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Lyrics for a Plague of the Mind

Unthinking respect for authority is the greatest enemy of truth.
—Albert Einstein

Subverses

Pandemic Haiku

A letter to friends of your government –

What would it take for
you to change your mind? What will
open your eyes now?

If not now, then when?
If not you, then who? I ask,
Who is WHO? Tell me.

Who makes all the rules?
Is it a cat in a hat?
WHO knows the answer.

Who tells WHO the deal?
You know the answer: Bill Gates.
What is he selling?

Why don’t you know this?
Big Pharma owns all the news,
bought doctors, med schools.

They’ve hijacked our minds.
They’ve stolen, jabbed our children.
No wonder you sleep.

Freedom in the now
Just you, between earth and sky
Despite everything

What will you do?
It is not for you to say
Except, be ready

See: Who Chooses the Official, Governmentally Approved “Health Experts”?

Looking at the moon

looking at the moon
with trees abiding, we know
there is no covid

at our hospital
in the empty waiting room
there is no covid

under microscopes
scientists peer, sketch bad code
from fragments: Covid!

walking under stars
with the good earth underfoot
there is no covid

poring over stats:
where have all the flu deaths gone?
I bet it’s covid.

so nix the vaxxes
we don’t need no great reset
masks off: No covid!

Future Con

by the glare of the chemical sun
we’ll know we’ve been conned

in the shadow of buzzing towers
we’ll know we’ve been had

but if these leaves be found
in the alleyways of the future

let them be bound in a book of magic
data uncollected, unsecured

Your Move

The universe:
does it all make sense,
or is it out of whack?

Fascism wears a smiley mask.
fake consensus = censorship
settled science = political science

Who has the rights to this reality show?
Wipe clean the mirror.
What could possibly go wrong?

Remember, the door
to Nature and Spirit
is a quiet mind.

Stop doing what doesn’t work.
Listen for what is most true.
Do what moves you.

Vaccination is rape: A 3-part lesson plan

1.
Discuss:
Vaccination is rape.

2.
Compare and contrast:
Mandatory masks are foreplay;
Coerced vaccination is rape.

3.
Complete the equation:
V =  _________.
Suggested answers: rape, child abuse, genocide, fascism, transhuman, evil, fake science, for profit, above the law, AI simulation, genetic modification, aborted fetuses, neurotoxins…

Covert Tunes

Where Have All the Flu Deaths Gone

(with a mournful air, to the tune of “Where Have all the Flowers Gone,” by Pete Seeger)

Where have all the flu deaths gone?
Long time passing
Where have all the flu deaths gone?
Long time ago
Where have all the flu deaths gone?
Covid claimed them every one
When will we ever learn?
When will we ever learn?

Where have all the old ones gone?
This year passing
Where have all the old ones gone?
Died all alone
Where have all the old ones gone?
Called them Covid every one
When will we ever learn?
When will we ever learn?

Where have all the children gone?
All in masking
Where have all the children gone?
Left all alone
Where have all the children gone?
Gone for vaccines every one
When will we ever learn?
When will we ever learn?

Where have all the soldiers gone?
Long time patriots
Where have all the soldiers gone?
For freedom all
Where are all the soldiers now?
Joined the people every one
Thank god they finally learned,
Thank god they finally turned.

Where have all the doctors gone?
Long time practicing
Where have all the doctors gone?
Long time our friends
Where have all the doctors gone?
Covid truthers every one
Now they will do no harm.
Now they will do no harm.

Imagine

 (with apologies to J. Lennon)

Imagine there’s no covid
It’s easy if you try
No plague inside us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Knowing they’re okay… Aha-ah…

Imagine there’s no lockdowns
It isn’t hard to do
Nothing to stay at home for
TV religion, too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace… You…

You may say I’m a denier
But I’m not the only one
I hope today you’ll join us
And the world will be as one

Imagine no fake testing
I wonder if you can
No need for masks or distance
A total vaccine ban
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world… You…

You may say I’m a denier
But I’m not the only one
I hope today you’ll join us
And the world will live as one

Little Masklets

(after Malvina Reynolds, “Little Boxes”)

Little masklets on the sidewalk
Little masklets made of ticky tacky
Little masklets on the sidewalk
Little masklets all the same

There’s a pink one and a green one
And a blue one and a yellow one
And they’re all made out of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same

And the people in the houses
All believed in the coronaspiracy
Where they were put under lockdown
And they stayed afraid all the same

And there’s doctors and lawyers
And business executives
And they’re all afraid of coronavirus
And they all sound just the same

And they all quote all the cases
And close all their businesses
And they all have masked children
And the children hear the lies

And the children go to vaccine camp
And then to the isolation pod
Where they’re given smart devices
And they end up all the same

And they can’t go into business
Or play sports or have a social life
In masklets made of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same

There’s a pink one and a green one
And a blue one and a yellow one
And they’re all made out of covid lies
And they all look just the same

The Bigger the Lie

(revising Jimmy Cliff, “The Harder They Come”)

Well, they tell me of a virus out in the air
Waiting for me so I die
But between the day you’re born and when you die
They never seem to hear even your cry

So as sure as the sun will shine
I’m gonna live for freedom, what’s ours
Because the bigger the lie,
The harder they fall, one and all
Ooh, the bigger their lie,
The harder they fall, one and all

Well, the oppressors are trying to keep me down
Trying to drive me underground
And they think that they have got the battle won
I say forgive them Lord, they know exactly what they’ve done

‘Cause, as sure as the sun will shine
I’m gonna live for freedom, what’s ours
Because the bigger the lie,
The harder they fall, one and all
Ooh, the bigger their lie,
The harder they fall, one and all

And I keep on fighting for the things I know
Though they tell my everywhere I can’t
But I’d rather be a free man in my light
Than living as a puppet or a slave

I’m gonna live for freedom, what’s ours
Because the bigger the lie,
The harder they fall, one and all
Ooh, the bigger their lie,
The harder they fall, one and all

Hey, the bigger the lie
The harder they fall, one and all
Hey, the bigger the lie,
The harder they fall, one and all
Hey, the bigger their lie,
The harder they fall, one and all

Walk for Freedom

(walking tempo)

Part A
Join’ us’ for’ free’-do’-m’ –‘ – ‘
M:4/4
|:AGCE GF3:|

Part B
Join’ us’ for’ free’-dom’ – ‘
Join’ us’ for’ free’-ee’ –‘
M: 6/8
|:AGC DG2:|

Interludes: pots and pans

Other Voices:
Gareth Icke Rally Rap
TNS Blanco Slam Poetry “FREEDOM”

Memes Against the Machine

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The Meme Artist

Rather than putting us to sleep, art wakes us up and invites us to experience something about being human that is in danger of being forgotten. The missing ingredient can’t be directly stated, immediately observed, or processed by algorithm, but it’s there—in the moment before it is named or depicted or resolved. It’s alive, it’s paradoxical, and it’s the exclusive province of Team Human.

—Douglas Rushkoff, Team Human

In this time of unprecedented censorship, factual arguments and personal opinions alike are deemed too dangerous to be freely aired. An orthodox narrative, once sanctioned by government, corporate, and media collusion, stiffens to a militant fundamentalism, which spells the death of free speech, action, and even thought. The algorithms are set in motion to cleanse the media landscape of dissenting views. (As we speak, that contested landscape is being expanded into the sovereign territory of the human brain—a critical dimension of “The Great Reset,” to keep it running smoothly in perpetuity.)

Artists are called to rave against this machine, and to wield their lifelike talents to weave spells invisible to the keyword-sniffing bots that stalk our conversations. Enter the meme artist, who offers the relatively safe interface of human intuition and humor as a buffer to the technocratic goons, who comprehend neither subtlety nor grace.

Art, perhaps, is a refuge of our shared humanity. It is revealing that new dictators often opt to cull first the intellectuals (Austria 1938), professors (Cambodia 1975), musicians (Chile 1973), priests (El Salvador, 1980), journalists (Columbia)… and writers and other artists whenever they risk blatant offense (Salman Rushdie, 1989).

On the nonlethal level, the mere act of sharing a mask meme on social media invariably stirs up a hornet’s nest of personal attacks, even (or especially) when a picture contains no words but conveys the truth of a thousand. At least such reaction is a human response, however lamentable the brainwashing that coaches it. On the bright side, the self-appointed fact-checkers are held at bay, since they can’t so easily identify an offending message if it relies on human intuition and emotion for its impact, instead of disputable information. And it is on that nonverbal level of human understanding that the meme artist hopes to reawaken the human connection beneath propaganda’s programming.

Art is up against slick advertisement and emotional branding, but the competition can’t stack up. Consider the syrupy sweet, empty platitudes of our planned slavery in 2030, which we are invited to celebrate—beginning with “Happiness Day” at the onset of the epoch of strangulation known as COVID-19. Of course, that happy carrot was shortly followed by the fascist stick of lockdowns, mandatory masks, and promises of coerced vaccinations. Likewise, the carroty candy of connectivity (5G) lures the masses into the trap of a totalitarian technocracy, where The Hunger Games meets Brave New World meets East Germany 1984.

How to portray, at a glance, this world-critical confrontation, between the orchestrated psychosis and common sense? The meme artist rises to the occasion. If one were to add a title to the following creation, it might be something like, “Mind Control, the Nanny State, and You.”

Here’s another one presenting with unitary impact the various virtual indignities of the New Abnormal being foisted upon humanity at this pivotal time. I would title this one, “Homo normalus.”

You too can be a meme artist, using any basic graphics software (or web platform such as Canva). Here are a few more topical examples from my own secret laboratory:

In addition to graphics, or images with added words, creative writing such as fiction and poetry can wrap itself in the protective cloak of metaphor, symbol, allusion. Where human understanding can fill gaps in meaning, reading between the lines. Here are some verbal memes, so to speak, to illustrate aspects of pandemic insanity in ways that skirt the minefields of didactic discourse.

Conspiracy Theory (May 2020)

As I walked to the beach today,
a black SUV slowly passed me by.
What was I thinking, just before?

The #DancingNurses:
this generation’s “Dancing Israelis”
this time in our faces.

The Missing Equation

Total number of CV-19 deaths: C
Total number of flu deaths: F
Excess number of CV-19 deaths: C – F = 0

0 =  excess annual deaths from “pandemic”
7 billion = civilian lives impacted: permanent job loss, suicide, deaths from untreated conditions, malnutrition and starvation, domestic abuse, child abuse, loss of home, bankruptcy, violent arrests, heavy fines, forced confinement and isolation, travel bans, lockdown of social and cultural life…

The Gates Code

(abstract)
–Select “Humanity.”
–Click “Delete.”

(key code)
–Announce upgrade to Human 2.021
                –Select compliant users
                                –Move to Directory VRAI
                –Select noncompliant users
                                –Delete

(unredacted)
                –Celebrate victory
                –Set AI timer to Self-Destruct
–Return to Home
–Choose “Play Again”

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For more mask memes see: Masks Off – Meme artists for humanity – a gallery of memes