{"id":1250,"date":"2013-02-26T16:17:40","date_gmt":"2013-02-27T00:17:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blatner.com\/adam\/blog\/?p=1250"},"modified":"2013-07-31T16:24:50","modified_gmt":"2013-08-01T00:24:50","slug":"confabulations-23","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blatner.com\/adam\/blog\/?p=1250","title":{"rendered":"Confabulations 23"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter\" src=\"http:\/\/www.blatner.com\/adam\/jourspecphilos\/confabulations\/2013\/gangofangels0116.JPG\" alt=\"\" width=\"321\" height=\"313\" border=\"0\" \/><\/p>\n<h3>More Low-Down on the Higher-Ups<\/h3>\n<p>Well, of course I can\u2019t begin to begin to know a zillionth of what it\u2019s all about, but I have managed to glimpse a peek: We all have a platoon of angels. Each person has a bunch. They are not completely like humans with clear boundaries. Using my special dimension-oscope, I am able to \u201csee\u201d \u201cthem\u201d (or at least a projection of one aspect of their form onto its figurative lens) (see to right).<\/p>\n<p>The image is (I don\u2019t know what to call it) \u201crefracted,\u201d but that\u2019s them all right. Hi guys! They\u2019re\u00a0 all around me all the time, in and of me. If I\u2019m a \u201ccell on the fingertips\u201d of the hand typing this computer keyboard, they\u2019re the \u201cwrists.\u201d Analogies are limited, but yet what we have to use when speaking of subtleties we cannot begin to directly perceive. Not satisfied, I asked again for them to focus so I could \u201csee\u201d them better and they tried to present me with a \u201cpicture\u201d I could sort-of make out:<\/p>\n<p>They warned me though not to ask for explanations for the various elements or figures. The thought was sort of\u00a0 \u201cwe\u2019ve dumbed this down as much as we could.\u201d So there it is.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter\" src=\"http:\/\/www.blatner.com\/adam\/jourspecphilos\/confabulations\/2013\/angelgangsimplified0116.JPG\" alt=\"\" width=\"254\" height=\"257\" \/><\/p>\n<p>They warned me though not to ask for explanations for the various elements or figures. The thought was sort of\u00a0 \u201cwe\u2019ve dumbed this down as much as we could.\u201d So here on the left &#8220;they&#8221; &#8220;are.&#8221; Quotation marks apply because you must recognize this picture as symbolic.<\/p>\n<h3>Who &#8220;They&#8221; &#8220;Are&#8221;<\/h3>\n<p>Ah, well, that is the question, isn&#8217;t it. I we are cells on the tips of the fingers, who then &#8220;are&#8221; the bones of the hands or the wrists. By analogy, you see, it&#8217;s difficult to translate. If we are but cells on the toes of the Dancing Shiva Nataraj, who then are the bones of the ankles. Never mind the blood vessels or corpuscles, the legs and all their tissues, the trunk from which the arms and legs sprout, the core organs&#8212;these are far beyond the capacity of mind to imagine. It&#8217;s enough to contemplate our roots.<\/p>\n<p>To the left below are some pictures of close-ups of certain projections or angles of who these &#8220;guys&#8221; are. They are facilitating spirits, sprites, energy channels that allow certain kinds of Grace to drip down into this or that channel if it is open&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>As we&#8217;ve commented in previous issues of Confabulations, these channels are multi-dimensional, dream-like, and have no direct physico-spatial analogue. We are portraying them as best we can in schematic diagram, sort of.:<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft\" src=\"http:\/\/www.blatner.com\/adam\/jourspecphilos\/confabulations\/2013\/guya0116.JPG\" alt=\"\" width=\"145\" height=\"150\" \/><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.blatner.com\/adam\/jourspecphilos\/confabulations\/2013\/guyb0116.JPG\" alt=\"\" width=\"131\" height=\"150\" \/><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">Don&#8217;t be Afraid!<br \/>\nIt&#8217;s a Little Scary<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.blatner.com\/adam\/jourspecphilos\/confabulations\/2013\/guyc0116.JPG\" alt=\"\" width=\"100\" height=\"150\" \/>\u00a0<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.blatner.com\/adam\/jourspecphilos\/confabulations\/2013\/guyd0116.JPG\" alt=\"\" width=\"114\" height=\"150\" \/><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">But a Lil&#8217; ClownCop<br \/>\nCoordinating&#8230;.<\/p>\n<p>To the right is a cosmic compass. They use this to find us. There are four directions, you see:.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter\" src=\"http:\/\/www.blatner.com\/adam\/jourspecphilos\/confabulations\/2013\/cosmicompass0112.JPG\" alt=\"\" width=\"224\" height=\"226\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Yes, they are different from north, south, east, or west. It&#8217;s hard to designate in, inner, in-more-to the right, or -to-the-left. Or is it around?<\/p>\n<p>When I asked them to line up and stop confusing me they replied according to the picture below that they work as a &#8220;team.&#8221; It reminded me of the folk dancing I&#8217;ve been doing for 56 years:<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter\" src=\"http:\/\/www.blatner.com\/adam\/jourspecphilos\/confabulations\/2013\/folkdance0112.JPG\" alt=\"\" width=\"214\" height=\"220\" \/><\/p>\n<h3>A Closer Look<\/h3>\n<p>A asked them nicely for a closer look and they showed me this picture, a gentle and playful picture of how they love me, care for me, have no illusions about me, try to help my little human-brain-mind evolve in spite of the transitional era I live in (i.e., the beginning of the 21st century):<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter\" src=\"http:\/\/www.blatner.com\/adam\/jourspecphilos\/confabulations\/2013\/angelsallaround.JPG\" alt=\"\" width=\"519\" height=\"375\" \/><\/p>\n<h3>Confabulations<\/h3>\n<p>Let&#8217;s get clear. I&#8217;m not the only one who makes stuff up. There are many of us and the number is increasing every day. Below is a comic strip that I recently found. Generally I find it vaguely amusing, often age-ist&#8212;representing the grandparental generation as significantly more stuck in old people stereotyping that what I experience living in Sun City Texas. Elders are more thoughtful, expressive, active, involved, etc. Maybe people in their 80s and 90s, and even then maybe not a majority.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.blatner.com\/adam\/jourspecphilos\/confabulations\/2013\/confabulations213.JPG\" alt=\"\" width=\"740\" height=\"211\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Still, this cartoon did speak to the fun of confabulation.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter\" src=\"http:\/\/www.blatner.com\/adam\/jourspecphilos\/confabulations\/2013\/52511starheart.JPG\" alt=\"\" width=\"118\" height=\"150\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Ah, so that&#8217;s it.<\/p>\n<p>It sums up our inspirations..<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>More Low-Down on the Higher-Ups Well, of course I can\u2019t begin to begin to know a zillionth of what it\u2019s all about, but I have managed to glimpse a peek: We all have a platoon of angels. Each person has a bunch. 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