The Beautiful Sounds

The Northern Hemisphere right now, and from all reports - especially so in Western Europe and the United Kingdom - is pretty hot.

In summer time across the globe you have cicadas and crickets and katydids, and these all have the remarkable ability to tell you the temperature.

I think the calculation is the number of beats per fifteen seconds plus forty, will give you the temperature in degrees Fahrenheit.

Lamborghini will never make another car
 like this - or like these, at least - and the company
will never be the same again. It's all
over. It's finished.

There are really detailed and much more accurate calculations available too and these are also able to be specifically designated to whichever type of insect is making the sounds that are being heard.

...Don't see why some clever kid could not give us an App for our smart phones so that we can have the temperature displayed according to the sounds of the crickets.

Cicadas don't make any noise below 55 degrees Fahrenheit, or above 100 degrees F.

And being cold blooded, they need quite high temperatures to be active, and they won't fly unless their body temperature ('MFT' - minimum flight temperature) is 65 degrees F or above.

This is another living thing which hides away when it is cold - Blue Nilgiri flowers do it (hide for twelve years, tulip bulbs do it (maybe up to five years), and certain cicadas can do it for an amazing seventeen years.

In a few places around the world, Tropical countries particularly, there are lots of these insects which make noise at night, as well as during the day. To say nothing of those giant flying beetles that just make a hell of a racket flying and crashing into bright lights and window shutters and glass windows and just, well anything and everything.

In deep winter, there are no such creatures around - everything tends to go hide away from the elements, and hibernate. You can hear the wind maybe, or the rain or the snow, and sometimes, things are eerily quiet. 

I love it sometimes, when the air is still and everything is super quiet and then it lightly snows, and the flakes float down in a kind of a virtual silence, although if you listen carefully, there will be a soft, regular whispering hush and if you listen really close, there will be tinkling sleigh bells and... ...ah, naw, not those! lol

...Ah, but still, wait just a minute there.

What I want to do, is have you hear something, when everyone else hears nothing at all.

I want you to hear those little tinkling bells.

I especially want no one else to hear.

Here is the point - summer rolls around, the cicadas all start up. It's all very clear. The air is warm, the sun is bright, the grass is tall and turning burnt yellow at the tips in the heat.

Autumn comes, then winter - and everything is covered in frost and things all go to sleep.

When things sleep they dream, and there, they 'may' see the elves and so on; in their dreams.

But you, you should not be asleep. You should be wide awake.

Things you can see in the
'darkness...'

For the wolves also hunt in the snow and in deep winter.

And you are required to protect whomsoever you will protect, that is part of your tribe, dwindled though it has become, down down down, to these last remaining few.

You see, humans become distorted inside, from the conditions of their life and of the prevailing society and all of its economic and political forces. People become materially altered.

Invisible, intangible, ideas have material force.

Ideology becomes material force - this is a basic example of how and why people can become changed physically because of the effects of a bad society, and a bad social system and a bad social structure.

If something has been so twisted for so long, it becomes impossible or impractical to untwist it. The human beings of today cannot, practically-speaking, be untwisted and they are grossly distorted beyond saving.

People who accept or acknowledge the spiritual paradigm - all presume that there is a fundamental 'core unchanging' soul that is hidden, almost as in 'hibernation' as it were, if the outward aspects, the human society for instance, is repressing it or acting as a negative force during any given epoch. And that is not true.

Come with me.
Follow me.
Into here...
Where there is nothing
and no man goes.

The human soul is in fact ever-changing! It is tied to its material physical circumstances!

It becomes, what society is seeking to make of it.

Servile, docile, suppressed, repressed, damaged, self-contradictory.

Take all those things away from the average modern human being and what have you got left over?

You haven't got the same person.

You might as well kill the person altogether.

This is what the Christian Bible teaches, without equivocating about it. This is what God is purposing to do.

'For the weeds shall be seen then, and the angels shall then be sent to all the parts of the whole world - to all the four corners, so to speak - to gather up all those weeds into large bundles, and prepare them for the flames.'

Go you down to the broad streets, to the market square, and there you will observe a man with a jug of pure clear water...

Accost him, and say to him - take me to your upper rooms, for we have need of them this very evening.

What does that really mean? Are you meant to be rude to someone and just domineer them into something?

Watch these pages over the coming days. All will soon be revealed.

This, seems simple - until you get to near the end, and then you find, it was never that simple to begin with: