“Katz of Hinterland” is mostly about how Hitler commissioned a yogi to follow him into the “other side” of his next life, and such yogi has the power to reinstate Hitler into his former human body, mustache and all, so that he can start his nazi mission once again. Well, big surprise … 🙂 for better view than email, click here – http://wp.me/p4m90U-io
God is an equal karma opportunity employer
“So who is the real primal cause of WW2?, it’s the investors who made money off the war, and Hitler and his cronies were just pawns, and so why is history silent on the daddy warbucks? Because they controlled the newspapers, the media of lies and propaganda and cover-ups. But, karma got them in the end, and the toll was much higher … as God is an equal karma opportunity employer. He is the biggest kid on the block, and nobody gets away with anything, there is no hiding or subterfuge or cover-up in the afterlife, the ways of karma knows all.”
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Jeb and the fellowship sat around dreamland campfire, as moonshine shimmered across silver flatlands of the dreamscape-sea. Gulls flew in symmetrical synchronicity around the fire. Aristo surfed the thick ocean air like a flying caricature pig on a pink-floyd album cover. And then Hans suddenly popped through the psycho-relic wall to join the fireside party, and he began to relate his preternatural news…
Hans story-told, “This foreboding spirit, I call him “the blackman,” well, he’s been trampling all over my dreams. It’s a perpetual horrid nightmare, he’s so dark, full of evil and rage, demanding some payback from me. I’m always terrified at his sight. And then something really weird happened one night dream, he appeared in a grayish robe, the darkness replaced by a glimmer of light, a benefic glow in his eyes and demeanor. The rage was all gone, he appeared tranquil and equipoised, not like his old self at all. A grayish cloth wrapped round his torso and around his neck hung a necklace with a peace symbol pendant dangling thereon, and he was gibbering about the songs of whales, and sputtering green-peace catch-phrases like ‘save the whales,’ … trite things like that.”
“So I asked him, why the sudden ethical overhaul? He said that he’d been talking to other spirits who were enlightened and they were telling him some very heavy things, and he was remembering his past lives, and he had seen the extent of his punishment in clearer light now, that it’s possible for entities to attain redemption …. to change their destructive path, for it’s never too late.
“He told me his sordid ghost history of all these odious things that befell him. He told how his astral body sometimes hovered over some trees and detested a colony of wild cats, especially this black cat residing out in the woods. And sometimes his astral body would wander around the spirit world, in this shape of this black person … and sometimes he remembered his past lives.
Then I asked, “well, who were you before all this kitty-poop hit the proverbial fan?” He said, with reluctance, that he remembered his uniform and arm insignia, it seems he was a military officer in his former life. After swallowing several lumps in my throat, it occurred to me …I got an inkling that perhaps this was my master coming back into flesh, though I didn’t want to believe it. I told myself it was only a dream, don’t let a dream get you down. I was thinking that he didn’t want to believe it either, and he was grabbling with the reality for a long time, or else he wasn’t inclined to tell me the truth all at once. Well, he finally came clean with me and told me he was pretty much the Fuehrer reincarnate, in some weird flesh casing, and also this ghostly apparition … but he told me not to worry, even though it was a bitter pill to swallow. It didn’t seem to me like the grandest re-entry of my master, back from the dead, but I came to grips with it in a while, thinking maybe still everything would continue as planned. Then he told me about the hell part….”
“Hans took a moment’s pause, as his audience sat with ear antennas tuned in, and Hans continued…
“It seems that blackman had to pay for the bad things he did, before getting anything good, if there was any good. They explained it like that. He had to pay, just like everybody has to pay. The afterlife spirits told him, that’s how things work. They said that every departed soul must reap karma for the number of other souls vanquished in his earthly life, he must pay for the lives taken before their time, if he was in any way responsible for their early demise, including animals and other living things, not just humans, he must pay … and often it involves a stint in hell, temporary hellish punishments. Then he described all the sordid details of how he went to hell …the road he traversed to the destiny of hell, and how long it went on.”
“I was under the impression,” said Jeb, “that hell wasn’t a temporary arrangement, or at least this is the common belief.”
“Oh, I know, but it gets real complicated,” said Hans, “they told him that hell wasn’t eternal, but in another way it’s eternal, or it that it seems eternal. I know it sounds nuts, and I trying to get a handle on it too…”
“So, the blackman recounted all the revolting details to my ears,” continued Hans, “as he said that he was in a great darkness, there was a pitch blackness in all directions, like he was floating in outer space with no stars or moon. And then a road appeared before him that faded off into infinity. There appeared some ghastly characters with bright red hair that sprouted out of their heads like these spiked-hair geeks you see in the city. Their facial features were contorted into grisly masks of horror, worse than those Freddy Kruggar movies.
“The miscreants grabbed him from all sides as they emitted loud shrieks, and he fought them in vain as they yanked and dragged him down the road at a unrelenting pace, as ferocious hounds of hell appeared from the shadows, barking through wicked canines. They tore at his flesh with maws of steel, again and again …and he stumbled and fell again and again, crying out pitiably, losing consciousness from the pain, then jolting out of comatose to a searing pain again. There upon the snarling hounds of hell tore him apart, again and again, a perpetual horror upon horrors, and he could not die though he desired to.
“The torturous road stretched out into space, shrouded in darkness, as raging bon fires consumed the path on all sides, making flesh bake. The conflagration roared on all sides of the road, baking the hot sand and burning feet, and he stumbled and fell again and again from the extreme heat, losing consciousness, just to re-awaken to fresh torture from the ripping teeth of the hell hounds. The copper-haired freaks dragged him down this burning road of perdition, as the road stretched out forever … into a darkness of oblivion…
“It seemed like hell went on for forever, but in reality, it was only a few minutes. Things are not what they seem in the afterworld. Time is a tricky concept there. A few moments might seem like years. And besides, the torture part of hell is a bit redundant, and the true lessons of karma are more effectively learned in the future lives to come, where every tooth for tooth is well reckoned, where the soul lives out the injustices that he impinged upon others. So, after a while, the torture ebbed away, and the blackman’s ravaged subtle body was dragged the nape of his ghostly neck to a regal looking person sitting on a high throne, who lectured him about his karma and suffering and gave advise of how to change it.”
Then, the blackman passed into a spirit limbo world were disembodied spirits loitered about, in all kinds of shapes. They are everywhere in the regular world, but people can’t see them. Blackman avoided them at first, but he seemed to have all the time in the world, and after an in terminal period of boredom, he accosted some spirits, and they shared their past.
Some spirits were evolved in wisdom and they told him the truth of hell and karma. It seems that hell is not eternal as men seem to think, and in a way it seems eternal. All souls are like diamonds embedded within a hard covering of coal, for a very long time. But after a certain span of time the coal covering may be chipped away and broken off, by flickers of spirit illuminations, and the brilliant diamond of the soul comes out. Blackman saw that perhaps he would get another chance, for the soul pays for past karma for a certain time in extreme hell, and then comes back to the world of flesh, or the limbo spirit side, and then he goes up or down on the suffering scale, depending on his actions of doing good or bad. He finally saw the suffering in the ether world and the physical world; he had a change of heart. The spirits convinced him to change his karma and do well for others, because it’s never too late to change and make right to one’s past and change the future. This is what he was telling me.”
Jeb said, “I don’t think the world is going to change it’s opinion about him, no matter how much he changes. He is a condemned person.”
“True, and his subtle body and mind will carry his karma to his next life,” said Sreejinn, “and he could be the same kind of person, if he maintains that mentality. But, if this is true what Hans is saying, if hell and the spirits could change him, then he can have redemption, just like all other souls in the material world. No one soul is condemned for some eternal punishment, all souls can be redeemed eventually. Otherwise, what is the point? If everyone is cemented by fate, if nobody can change, then what is the meaning of free will or being human? Perhaps the severe hell jail time is over for him, but the karma and suffering comes in other ways, going on life after life. So it’s like a perpetual hell in a way. It goes on for him, like it does for everyone else, until he decides to change his ways.
“However, it is normal for souls in ethereal bodies, or in the womb, to have profound spiritual realizations, and then to forget what they learned as soon as they are cast out of the womb and enter the world. They mostly forget all they learned and revert back to their former karmic consciousness.”
“Besides that,” said Jehrom, “this claim that he is the most evil person in history? Well, history is relative to geography, there were other persons who are more despised in other parts of the world, who’s wreaked more death than Hitler, like Stalin, who silenced 50 million, and Mao Tse-tung who caped a 100 mill, and so many holocausts which soaked the earth with blood. And there are those in the background, the financial backers of Hitler, the ones who financed the war, they are also culpable for crimes to humanity. If not for them, it couldn’t have happened. There were many revolutionary types in history, who did nothing because they didn’t have capital for war machines. Hitler couldn’t have done squat without the big bankrollers, like all those tanks and guns and ammunition don’t appear out of thin air, so who is the real primal cause of WW2?, it’s the investors who made money off the war, and Hitler and his cronies were just pawns, and so why is history silent on the daddy warbucks? Because they controlled the newspapers, the media of lies and propaganda and cover-ups. But, karma got them in the end, and the toll was much higher … as God is an equal karma opportunity employer. He is the biggest kid on the block, and nobody gets away with anything, there is no hiding or subterfuge or cover-up in the afterlife, the ways of karma knows all.”
from “Katz of Hinterland,” a novel – http://tinyurl.com/Katz-Amazon
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