Cloud Visions 51

St. James over St. James Bay raises Mexican Centipede to Horus.

In this vision it seems a long-haired St. James raises the head of a Mexican centipede before the falcon of Horus off the East Coast. Horus, who does it like a good bird, looks into St. James wig like a viewer surprised by my (now lost) T,V Cosmology. Perhaps this is because The Erotic Hots Study Guide to Internet Eros contains some items formerly not on the menu for US viewers, although they could be found in Mexico. In particular she-males are shown. In the USA, these were simply mysterious "valedictorians", "dames", "birds" or "bimbos" under cover until recently, maybe Phi Beta Kappa members. Behind St. James, a Canadian spirit smiles. In high school we were told "eunuchs" existed, but most of us did not realize that these might be she-males approximately as lovely as regular female models. Man turned out to be a plastic fantastic lover with an astonishing range of adaptation available, a pansexually adaptive being.
The "good bird" image associated with the falcon "Horus" is seen now and then in the cloud cover, and has been popular in cultures that were very genotype focused. For example, German Nazis used to goose-step behind red banners featuring a black swastika on a white background topped by a "good bird", such as Horus. A genotype-exclusive nation of brothers and sisters basically from the same womb is a romantic culture in which members are more mutually compatible for sexual purposes than in a diverse culture based on the ideals of a Star Wars Republic, so they choose symbols indicating they can all take it from each other fairly readily. Otherwise, states tend to fracture into "ghettos" or neighborhoods of mutually compatible types for sexual and procreational purposes, and are united by their language and political philosophy rather than by racial stereotype. In particular American culture, based legally on the "inalienable" rights of man, tends to the form of a Star Wars Republic, a fine kettle of English-speaking fish until one is back in one's neighborhood or national church. Historically, the States of the Union were often roughly nation states of European settlers speaking English to unite the USA for the common defense, but the trend since the Civil War has been toward more mixed republics in which everyone can come out in public during the day with equal rights as citizens.

Play: Tuesday Afternoon by the Moody Blues.

A Bird in the Hand...

Here it seems like the "good bird" speech has been echoed in the cloud cover by a hand reaching down from St. James Bay to Kansas, grasping Nebraska, the cornhusker state. The hand seems to have a bird by the tail, and to be preachy about the value of a bird in the hand. So you see again how the continental cloud cover can seem to track an essay as it is being written with synchronously projected symbols from On High. It seems that this can happen only when the associated news is widely distributed, which it is now at high speed over this astonishing electronic communications network. Note how the elevated head in profile can seem to swivel and succor a pole rising from Mississippi. Then the head is more 20th-Century "American looking".

Play: She's a Rainbow by the Rolling Stones.

Learing Sperm Whale-Drumstick and Angel Harlot's Ear Spell "How".

The sperm whale comes to the harlot's ear from the northwest. The harlot's ear includes the harlot's bottom and hairpiece at the top of the ear, which gracefully curves around Wichita, Kansas on its way up north. Note the garter belt and hose on the harlot's leg. Perhaps this is in response to the restoration of "How" to The Erotic Hots Study Guide. In the sperm whale, we see the theme "How to Take It in the Mouth". In the harlot, we see the opposing theme "How to Take It in the Ass". So my work in this field is the talk of the town, and the item is so newsy it has managed to grab the cloud cover from the election! (Or perhaps my concentration on thermonuclear fusion in the sun has synchronized my mind to the Big Energies that drive the clouds around. Or perhaps it was Leary and all that.) These How-To elements of mildly taboo wisdom may be quite useful to close friends. I note that "How-To" books sell better than most other kinds of books, and that this kind of wisdom has more news value than usual. The "Ear" may also be associated with "engineer", my profession, which has something in common with the oldest profession, since we were often paid and dismissed. In the ear we have the "oiled-est" profession.

Which is the Real Secret of the Mystery of Heaven?

By this time bearded judges ponder over a witching stick at the top of the ear we studied in the previous piece. Which is the real key to comprehending MSEE engineer Green's role in The Mystery of Heaven?
[1] That my work in the field of Erotic Hots is the talk of the town, and the item is very newsy, big news events being famously mirrored above, as in The Capture of Saddam Hussein according to Weather Visions 59.
[2] My concentration on thermonuclear fusion in the sun has synchronized my mind to the Big Energy that drives the clouds around, as in Weather Visions_1.
[3] Leary and all that, as in The Sorcerer's Apprentice? The lear of the sperm whale drumstick suggests this. Perhaps we should say Dr. Albert Hoffman's lsd-25. On the other hand, "Leary" seems to have connected me to a visionary ethereal projection via my soul here, which comes out in the Learing Sperm Whale-Drumstick and Angel Harlot's Ear Spell "How" image, as if I were a friendly student become for him a soulful and indulging god. In this connection, see also Cloud Visions 22. However, Tim and I never met in the physical world, but only in his books and in the mind, via the superhuman white radiance of his ethereal projector, it seemed, after I sensed the whispered advice: "cry your soul to heaven". Only years later did we trade letters. Being a PhD in psychology, he may have developed unusual powers used for "picking up" and "elevating" his angels. Thus I appear as an angel whenever Timothy Leary and I appear in the clouds at the same time, as if this destiny had been assigned to me by the Almighty as a kind of shamanistic surprise. See also Joyce James, who I read about the time of my first LSD experiment in 1967, the name being perhaps a pseudonym of Timothy Leary's. Last line: "Yes, it was Joyce. But I had never seen Her before." The device of having me appear always as an angel in visions featuring both of us identifies Dr. Leary as my senior in the domain of psychedelic psychology.

Great Balls of Gas!
Rapture: Ram Dass and my soul.

In addition, we have LSD guru Ram Dass seeming to cross over from Mexico for my soul in Weather Visions 1, about the time I published the first edition of Thermonuclear Fusion in Stars and worked out my software for the sun and the Big Energy that animates the clouds. I first began to pick up local cloud movies as I was working out chapters for it as a hobby on the beach in the late 1980s. I bought popular books by Dr. Leary, Dr. Alpert, and later by Dr. Hoffman, and would not have taken LSD without their encouragement, so that my hip pocket was a source of supply for them. Perhaps that is partly why my old teachers seem to follow my Aquarian soul through heaven to this day, 31 years after my last LSD trip, still exhibiting spirit for their students, even as ghosts.
[4] My work on Unified Quantum Field Theory, mirrored above in the μ and ε code stars of the constellations, The Legend of Light Speed. For each kind of force, μ*ε = 1/c², where μ is the magnetic-like coupling in the associated long-range, short-range, or mirror-image Maxwellian equations for the force involved. For this I seem to have received a primal Science Faction Nebula Award. I seem to be at the focus of a cosmic mythic mirror in the constellations describing my life story since my first wife Susan split in 1981, complete with nebular and galactic sub-illustrations. Having conquered the fundamental equations of the universe, I am mirrored on the slow-changing astral plane and compete for the faster continental cloud cover over America with other newsy stars like Billy Graham, Saddam Hussein, President George W. Bush fending off an African lion, President George W. Bush on the East Coast, President Bush after the debates in the Christ in the Desert Show, The Presidential Spirit standing on a promise to cut taxes, Ram Dass, Timothy Leary's ghost, President George Washington's ghost, The ghost of President Abraham Lincoln, former boss Stan Brannan of Python Tools, Jupiter gobbling down the Galileo Probe, the elephants of the Republican Convention in New York, Faith Hill's husband Tim McGraw, and other characters newsy enough to mobilize cloud coverage.
[5] Internet aura projection and terrestrial data network saturation via advertising.

Green's favorite edition: by Thomas Byrom, with preface by Ram Dass.

[6] By memorizing The Dhammapada, The Sayings of the Buddha, perhaps I have captured the cloud cover by reincarnating the spirit of The Enlightened One when I recite it in the style of a King of Siam. In ancient times, Tibetan followers of The Enlightened One used to watch out for his reincarnation by studying cloud signs until they revealed the location of his freshly-incarnated spirit. I memorized it for a long drive to Florida in 1987, along with the poem High Flight and a fragment from the The Tibetan Book of the Dead, to enjoy some spiritual refreshment on a long solitary journey. Coincidentally, I was on a diet to lighten myself and pursued my angels with great vigor on my arrival in Tampa. Later, when I was dismissed from my engineering position at Honeywell there, I first noticed intensive haunting from the clouds immediately around me, as I were a Moses having to cross a vast desert and in need of advice from above. I note that Dr. Timothy Leary, Dr. Ralph Metzner, and Dr. Richard Alpert worked out a guide book for The Psychedelic Experience by basing it on The Tibetan Book of the Dead, which was how I first examined it in the late 1960s, when LSD was a fad in popular culture.

Fragment from The Tibetan Book of the Dead

"0 nobly-born, when thy body and mind were separating, thou must have experienced a glimpse Of the Pure Truth, subtle, sparkling, bright dazzling, glorious, and radiantly awesome, in appearance like a mirage moving across a landscape in spring-time in one continuous stream of vibrations. Be not daunted thereby, nor terrified, nor awed. That is the radiance of thine own true nature. Recognize it.

From the midst of that radiance, the natural sound of Reality, reverberating like a thousand thunders simultaneously sounding, will come. That is the natural sound of thine own real self. Be not daunted thereby, nor terrified, nor awed.

The body, which thou hast now is called the thought-body of propensities. Since thou hast not a material body of flesh and blood, whatever may come,-sounds, lights, or rays,-are, all three, unable to harm thee: thou art incapable of dying. It is quite sufficient for thee to know that these apparitions are thine own thought-forms. Recognize this to be the Bardo.

0 nobly-born, if thou dost not now recognize thine own thoughtforms, whatever of meditation or of devotion thou mayest have performed while in the human world-if thou hast not met with this present teaching-the lights will daunt thee, the sounds will awe thee, and the rays will terrify thee. Shouldst thou not know this an important key to the teachings,-not being able to recognize the sounds, lights, and rays,-thou wilt have to wander in the Samsara."
- From the Tibetan Book of the Dead.

I might add that I tried to get insight into terrestrial religions and politics by studying the source materials associated with the great religions in general, including texts from fundamental Christianity, Judaism, Buddhism, Mohammedanism, Hinduism, and texts like The Egyptian Book of the Dead, also including ancient religions of note. My primary concentration was in science and in engineering as a business specialty, but my familiarization project proceeded in the background as a hobby. With all my work on μ in the unified quantum field theory of forces, ( μ = 1/εc² ), I identified somewhat with the Egyptian spirit "Ra-Tea-Mu-Har-Ma-chis Living-4-Ever", who dominates the rays of the celestial sphere. However, the standard is the rock of the Moon God, which keeps projecting the same mythology over and over, the mythology of "Jesus Christ", somewhat as presented in the large north stainglass window of The First Presbyterian Church in Wichita, Kansas, feauring "Aristarchus" on the upper left wearing a green sash. This stable heavenly mythological projection can be read from the surface of the moon with binoculars and small telescopes, and mirrors constellation details including Aquarius (on the moon the new moon dog with a book on its back), Orion (on the moon in the crater Aristarchus above Bessarion), and the Horologium (on the moon fallen Frau Mauro binding rays at Tycho beneath Bessarion). The scene on the moon seems to my 2nd coming to Tampa Bay, my fall from my favorite angelic soul to Murray Court to bind books, and subsequent evolution from moon dog with a book on his back to an old man in a beret and a grey beard. Note that Aquarius appears near the zero hour of sidereal time, showing his water-jar bottom and taking a dive to Florida, while the Moon dog-god suns his buns with a book on his back in the New Moon as the phases of the moon are about to go through their paces from their zero point of total darkness. I seem to see cosmic soul-synchronism at the zero hour, just as one loses one's soul to gain the world, as in Galaxy M51.

"0 nobly-born, that which is called death hath now come. Thou art departing from this world, but thou art not the only one; [death] cometh to all. Do not cling, in fondness and weakness, to this life. Even though thou clingest out of weakness, thou hast not the power to remain here. Thou wilt gain nothing more than wandering in this Samsara. 9 Be not attached [to this world]; be not weak. Remember the Precious Trinity."

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I should add that I was baptized in the First Presbyterian Church in Wichita, Kansas where my parents were married, am presently a practicing Presbyterian, go to church on Sundays, and regularly visit the university and public library for various literary delights and fruits of enlightenment. Like James Clerk Maxwell, the discoverer of the electromagnetic field equations, also a Presbyterian, I am a scientist who "has no nose for heresy". I miss the Tampa disco scene as it was in the 1980s and other socialite activity.