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If you’re reading this I wish you well. Truly I do and I mean it in every sense and respect because you never know when the inverse of the straw that broke the camels back principle may kick in and these words on a screen just may make the difference to someone thinking there’s no point to this.

Well, I’m here to tell you there is. The first step is knowing that all in this realm is transitory therefore there really is no point in stressing about anything because its always in motion. What you can do is have a rough destination in mind, trim your sails, capture the wind and see what happens. Easier said than done for most but therein lies the hint because if you’re rigid in thinking then I’d be willing to bet your body is the same.

Throughout my days of practice dealing with many people who were swerving in various lanes one thing I noticed, again and again, was how few of them could breathe correctly. Its quite wild when you stop and think about it as its a pretty vital part of life and yet we’ve been trained into thinking that ties around our neck and belts on our stomach are the way it is and should be when the symbolism of such is actually quite crooked.

Have you ever noticed your breath whilst having sex? There is a definite resonance between it and your energetics which in turn influences your awareness and causes a feedback loop to spin. You can leverage this insight by varying your in and exhales for a bit. Try it in multiples of nine and for best effect use thirty six as you’ll definitely feel it by then. Have a play around with it. Use your imagination and see how much of your belly, back, shoulders and chest you can fill whilst sipping breath in via your mouth before exhaling to emptiness via your nostrils until it feels like your navel is kissing your spinal column. Or try a triangle so you may pick something like four in, seven hold, eight out or a square with five in, five hold, five in, five hold. How about a circle? The inspiration is unlimited once you start thinking about what you can do with your standard equipment as it can do some fascinating things. Consider this:

Its the most intimate exchange you have between the inner and outer realms. Used correctly it can rapidly point out the illusion of perception and its not for nothing some have said in jest that oxygen may be a hallucinogen that fuels this lifelong trip in the flesh because there is a remarkable similarity between a babies brainwaves and those of the Adulterated under the influence. Things like this make it quite fascinating as well as offering you a change to adjust the variables because once you realize that your current mode of breathing is but one from an unfinite range of options then you’re starting to shift gears into alternate perceptions and this is where things can get really, really interesting.

There is a technique I’ll be sharing which takes minutes forty five to ninety, depending, and its effects are quite dramatic as it can vary from screaming to crying or writhing in bliss whilst sporting a huge grin. Whats even more interesting is the level of resistance people have had when it comes to attempting it. Almost like there is a status quo mechanism within that has no wish to upset the apple cart of discomfort that they’re dragging around inside their predictable click-whirr existence where they pray for change but resist its invitation when it calls their name.

It made me aware that each of us is actually a nation in that sense and there are many, many fragments of our awareness within that are attempting to make up for our lack of coherence by enforcing totalitarian thinking. Thing is there is only one wheel aka the Witness to steer the vessel of your flesh and thus these aspects rise and fall, moment to moment depending on the task at hand, and direct your attention to wherever they think is best, safest or suits their own bent.

Explaining this to people can often be met with a blank stare or a light clicking within as suddenly they realize they aren’t the thoughts they’re thinking but that which is looking and makes it all possible. By its nature its invisible and yet responsible for everything. Quite a contradiction, yes?

By paying heed to your breathing you can start getting good hints about which version of you is currently at the wheel and how many of your resources they can marshal. Its why you can be effortlessly witty around friends you’ve known since back when as your respiration is at its most natural and, I’d guess, is being taken at depth as you’re not holding your stomach in to look thin or stifling how you express yourself. Take the same person and place them in a mode of stress and the first thing you’ll notice is the shallowness as shoulder breathing with a birds chest often becomes the standard which leads to their Pre-frontal Cortex going offline for the moment and thus no higher order of thinking is available. This is the reason why people often think of the perfect comeback at two AM in bed when they froze in the moment when tested.

Its also why its better to chase your stress than run from it because you’ll acclimatize and find ease in the discomfort. The greatest limits one can push is the ones they unknowingly placed upon themselves or accepted under duress and then never examined again. Breathing is a great way to test the resistance so try something different. Its also why sitting in chairs, staring at screens screws with that process so terribly as well as causing unnatural tension on muscle groups that further impinge our respiration. Modern life is a one two punch when it comes to radiance as all convenience comes a cost. The first casualty of this war is often sensation and not for nothing is it said that most are walking around comfortably numb because there are levels to this observation as many people truly can’t feel anything below the neck.

Body language, as in how you relate to your own energetics in the present moment, is something you end up learning intuitively as you step upon the Path of Power because its a side effect of Centering in Self. After all, where else would you find you but within? Strange, isn’t it, how we look for solutions in places in effective. Like losing your keys and returning to a spot where you know they aren’t only to be disappointed. They say the definition of madness is doing the same expecting different. Being honest with yourself, how many areas of your life are you doing this in right now? Sobering realization, isn’t it? And yet so elusive. Until we decide to face it and that is one comprehends the nature of this convincing illusion that takes your awareness then paints this dimensional experience upon it as all is truly within ergo I am a figment of your imagination telling you what you already knew anyway.

It can get quite meta in a sense because if you and a friend synchronize your breathing for an extended period you’ll notice a resonance forms in your heartbeats as well. If you then continue strolling along and maintaining this rhythm very interesting things can start to happen that hint at the true nature of this dream within a dream as the wheel within a wheel spins and you can start playing a game of “Black or Red?” where you take it turns to create pictures in your head that involve all of the other senses (after all the division and decoding of various ranges of the EM spectrum is itself an arbitrary illusion that has no ned to exist within so why limit?) and create a vivid experience. The other may feel a chill whipping around their awareness or the sight of the sun shining on closed eyelids and various other types of sensation that offer hints about the true nature of consciousness.

And it all starts with breath.

Run free, breathe easy and experiment.

Till we meet again

That really is all it is when it comes to success. Its not even a case of deferred gratification, even though its a part of it, because this is more than a mindset. Its a lifestyle. One that knows to shine one must grind because it comprehends the journey is actually more vital than the destination for the experience it brings.

The modern world won’t tell you this.

Its actually the best kept secret of every “overnight success” because it often takes the outer a while to catch up to the inner vision of one who marches to the beat of their own drum. Sometimes it doesn’t happen in their lifetime, take Van Gogh for example or Tesla even to whose concepts back then we still haven’t envisioned as a collective. I’m not saying the Path is easy but its up to you to decide whether to step on it and make something happen or just keep strolling along the treadmill with the rest of the Slaves on this global plantation as they amuse themselves to death and every conversation begins with “Remember when?” because the best of times are behind them.

They’d never admit this but the defeat within makes it presence felt in a myriad of ways for those who are willing to listen because not everyone will make it and nor are they intended because we’re playing the Game of Souls on its highest difficulty setting which is why you should relish the challenge.

Use haters as fuel. Its all energy in that sense. There is no force than can oppress you Twenty Four Seven without end and even if that happens what you’ll discover via the process of discomfort is that old coal becomes a new diamond and then its time to start shining. The question is can you sacrifice yesterday for tomorrow?

Even that is a trick because they are just concepts that don’t exist as there is but now. That ever present gift that most are too busy running from to ever unwrap and peek within. Imagine a fish that swims through an ocean where the water is invisible and you’ll get how we relate to time in the Third Dimension and this is why its said the best time to make a change is yesterday.

The second best is today. And for those that don’t listen, tomorrow never comes as they lounge around with regret, trying so hard to pretend they didn’t have any other options than the barrel bottom scraping that passes for an existence.

See why I call them Slaves? Its not a token of disrespect but an accurate marker of their inner realms and how they relate to Self as they accept power for truth and offer to sacrifice their Inner Sense for a stable existence which is two stops away from misery and costs an arm and a leg to keep riding.

They won’t admit this, not even to themselves, which is the saddest aspect because as any addict will tell you’ve got to spot the problem before you can find a solution and this involves change, from deep down, within. None of this surface level, lipstick, pop-psych trash for the Warriors of this realm. “Oh hell, no!” they said as they rise to the challenge and execute their bad habits with a shot straight to the head in order to release the energy within that they use to fashion tomorrow from their thoughts, deeds and actions in the present moment.

Don’t get it twisted, this realm is akin to hell for one living without a purpose and drifting from that to this but the Game specializes in playing tricks in your head so most think its heaven itself because to grasp the opposite would fill them with an immense sense of dread and thus don’t expect the rest to comprehend your response when the call to action starts to ring and reverberate inside your awareness:

“Lets do this!“

There are Twenty Four in a day. Lets push Eight out of the way to rest and recuperate. What you do with the rest is up to you once you’re obligations have been tamed and sated with the frame of mind you must give them in order to maintain the previous boundaries of your existence aka the small pond which is a big fish senses as false limits as it craves the abundance of the vast, blue ocean and thus sets its intent in motion.

I’ve often said that a plan without a goal is a wish and this is the greatest secret that lies at the heart of all success because without a barometer which says “I’ll do this by then or give up this and reattempt with greater precision” you’re simply fooling yourself. Remember, tomorrow doesn’t exist. Only now. That is your gift. Its all you possess and once you’ve divided what goes when the remainder is yours to utilize as you wish because you’ll only get back what you put in in this realm as its all just recycling the same energetics which is why directed attention and incremental betterment are the breakfast of champions.

Let me speak on that last one in detail, in case you’ve never heard it:

Do you know why New Years Resolutions fail for most of the populace? Its because they want too much, too quick. The subconscious isn’t wired like this. On the flip take someone who is dedicated to training. Rain, sleet, hail or snow they’ll find a way to get their session in. This is the subconscious doing exactly the same thing but propelling you in another direction so don’t imagine you’re going to leap off the couch and climb Everest.

Sure that is a good goal, a good intent but it will take a few yesterdays spent dialing down the basics before you make that ascent and this is the principle of incremental betterment.

Add in a little something, something every day. Break it down into smaller steps so in the case of the newcomer to a gym, don’t sign up for that January membership when everyone else will come piling in only to start dwindling, just as quick. No, play it smart. Be intelligent.

Go out for a walk instead. Get that basic level of fitness up a notch or six. Then, how about some sit ups? Fresh and breezy upon rising. Maybe some stretches. The foundation is built as its been a month or two and the motivation of conquest is rising as you proven, time and again, you’re rising to the occasion to your subconscious which says “OK, cool. If this is whats happening then lets do it!” and it propels you further in that direction.

I’ve always advised clients it will take a month or two of incremental betterment to start creating new habits. After days Twenty One most people notice a difference in their levels of motivation and after that it just keeps compounding as they’re no longer forcing it but actually crave the challenge for what it says to themselves about them and the direction they’re hearting.

That is the most beautiful aspect as its akin to a lotus unfolding upon the filth of their previous existence that they, quite often, thoroughly detested but couldn’t find the exit. Its here, now. Where else?

Can you unwrap the gift the present moment? Can you sacrifice yesterday for tomorrow? Now, that is the question.

Grab a pad and pen. Keys and screen ain’t the same level of neural connection so don’t cheat yourself. Write down a list that splits the Twenty Four you’re allocated into those aspects you cannot shift and thus must be handled and then take what is left and rearrange everything around the principle of incremental betterment. Take your large goal, the mountain you intend scaling, and break it down into its constituent components. Now take these elements, place them in a bag along with a secret blend of herbs and spices and season well before glancing at the page to meet your recipe for success. Then go do it.

Thats really all it takes. If you’ve been putting off that change then consider this your call to action as I’ve just given you the keys to unlock your potential from within, change your mind and keep it that way because now you grasp what happens within and this is how you make new habits that stick and shift your paradigm.

Incremental betterment. Two words that make me grin. I hope you too get to Witness the same experience after you’ve felt, first hand, the immense benefits they bring to one who wishes to take it to the next level.

Till we meet again

Everybody came here to do something. You can call it your Souls fondest wish, your reason for living or that special purpose you feel is calling. Whatever you name it the aim is the same because you sense this impulse, deep down within, that says “Lets do this!“. Problem is life gets in the way. As do excuses:

“Oh, I don’t have time for that”.
“I just need a bit more money saved up”.
“It will be perfect once I have…”

The words can rack up but the actions don’t. The sad truth of the fact is most were never going to do it anyway. They knew they had the skills, passion and drive but they didn’t have the will because, more often than not, life had done a number on their Self confidence. It could be due to neglectful parents who stepped all over their dreams, invalidating experiences, horrific abuse or all manner of things. Whatever you wish to call it, these events left you scarred from within and scared to reach out to that which you know would fulfill. So what do you do? You choose the easiest option which is sitting in the middle with the rest of the plebs as you amuse yourself to death and try and pretend you don’t feel a nagging emptiness within your chest that still says “Lets do this!”.

This is the nature of the Slave/Masters and what they do best. If life has a plan then consider them the monkey wrench. The wild card that bets against. The power of distraction that says “Ah, forget it. We’ll do it tomorrow, nice and fresh”. Again and again and again.

The vast majority of the populace are under this form of suppression that is not only socially sanctioned but expected and very, very few ever question it because the nature of this Game is there are only two seats:

One marked Opponent and the other Victim.

Right away you know exactly where you sit because its quite literally you against the world when you want to make your dreams come true. Even your own people will attempt to dissuade you:

“Why do you want to do that?”. “Don’t be stupid!”. “You’ve already got a good job, why are you talking so foolish?” they say as you confide your plans in them to open a boutique business that you know will be a success because that quiet voice in your chest says “Lets do this!” and you’ve finally heard it and are ready to take the steps required to make it happen. I’m going to let you into a secret:

Most people are already dead by the time they hit Twenty Six. They won’t admit it to themselves as they live an impersonation of an existence which copied just the surface but within there is nothing. The lights are on but there is the passion of a mannequin. If you point this out they’ll deny it with vehemence, which is often the closest they get to feeling as its either raging or nothing. Simply put the act of your spreading your wings and flying reminds them they are the caged bird who sings and the dreams they once felt defined their reason for existence that they pushed deep down into their subconscious when they chose instead to live a life inauthentic on a path well tread by those just as miserable as them.

Like I said, they’d rather die than admit it and very often they’ll clutch to symbols and points of reference outside themselves as markers of their existence and reason for being. Thing is they’re all poor substitutions that are trying to fill the hole in their chest from where their inner child sings “Lets do this!” because they remember full well whilst your Adulterated self is clueless as to the nature of your purpose.

Its why I say that Dual Reality is in full effect because the magicians best trick is convincing them he’s you when in reality you aren’t the voice in your head, the flesh which a mirror reflects or even the thoughts in your head. You are the Witness. The one that sees all this and makes it all happen as the Game plays out inside your awareness. Realizing this is an immense strength. A huge asset because then you quickly realize that the demoralizing parent or hating friend that tries to make it sound like they’re looking out for your best interests by ensuring you’re as miserable and unfulfilled as them is actually the living embodiment of your resistance given form and reflected back to your consciousness to help you deal with it. Let me give you an example:

A girl wanted more than anything else in the world to design clothes for the club. She was really, really good at it as she grew up raving and thus knew first hand what worked and what didn’t. Thing is she had a decent job now and made a good living but within she felt a total sense of emptiness. “I just don’t know what to do. I’m at my wits end” she said. “Why don’t you start it off on the side when not working? Put your money into it and see if its got legs?” I offered. “No, no. I can’t do that, thats half hearted. I need to put my all into this. Did I tell you what she said?” she confided, referring to her parent who was the bane of her existence and whose presence felt like an albatross around her neck. “She said that my problem is that I don’t know how good I’ve got it and when to stop pushing. Like this job is the best I can get, all I’m capable of. It makes me sick to think this and its even harder to admit but, like you said, you only gain enlightenment by stepping into the darkness and this is what sits in the shadows of my Soul”.

She was rocking back and forth as tremors ran through her form because even shaping her mouth to say the words hurt more than she’d admit because her feelings towards the one who gave her life were so incredibly mixed. On the one had she had sacrificed so much from the little she had as a kid in order to let her attend the dance classes she wanted but then on the other she demanded total subservience and was primarily interested in her return on invest, regardless of her childs feelings, talents or skills.

This girl was never meant to work in an office. She did it well because her personality gelled with everyone in her surroundings as she felt like a breeze wafting but her heart was never in it and it was never meant to be a full time thing.

Her bedroom was packed to the gills with fashion stills, designs she’d made and various bits and bobs from a project that went from full tilt to ignored then back on again whilst she was busy handling the business of living. Thats when we met.

“I need a miracle. I hear thats what you make happen. Will you help me with this?” she said with eyes rimmed red and a Soul which felt like it had been ran through the mill via her thorough Self examining which bought up pages and pages of journaling in angry red ink that aimed at the source of her problems with both barrels in a way so intense that the rage left her shaking.

She’d became aware of why she liked popping pills, drinking to excess and lived for the weekend from the time she was a teen up to her late twenties and now, two years from the big Three O, she was feeling the walls closing in because it was time to either ish or get off the pot and accept the cards fate had dealt and play them best she can.

“I don’t make anything happen. I simply suggest. Its up to you to take action and examine that resistance. I want you to look at it like this. Imagine your mother is actually the personification all of the limiting beliefs and self loathing you have tucked within your subconscious. She speaks the words that kept your Inner Sense locked up in the dungeon you call your chest. Its why drugs and casual sex gave you that feeling of release and freedom because you rebelled against her without her knowing because you spent your days earning wages, cashing cheques and ticking all the boxes she’d marked out for your existence. A very transactional relationship but nothing unusual because a lot of these contracts are tacit and people get upset when they think we aren’t holding up our end”.

She nodded, taking it all in. “I can see that, it makes sense but how do I deal with it?”. “OK, lets try this” I said taking another chair and placing it opposite. “I want you to imagine your Opponent is sitting in that seat, hell bent on making you her Victim. Go on, speak your idea, your dream, your wish, your concept. Your desire for a clothing business that uses your talents. Say it like you mean it, like I’m not here and its her conversation”.

She did and then, as instructed she switched seats and replied as she expected from her parent. It was interesting watching her body language shift as her shoulders hunched in and her usually full lips became cruel and thin as she sat there, smirking, and said “Thats great, yeah, then we’ll be homeless and penniless. What an idiot I raised. Whatever did I do to deserve this? You’ve got a good job, things are going well. All you need now is a husband and we’re set. Why can’t you see this? Why must you always be such a nuisance?”.

Switching seats I watched her shrink from a confident young woman back to a scared kid that was being chastised for some minor infringement as her voice became quite thin and started stammering. “But, but, but Mum, you don’t get it. Look I’m really good at this. Everyone says I’ve got talent and I should do something with it“.

“Really? Really? You haven’t figured it out yet? They’ll say anything because they think you’re stupid and secretly they want to see you fail so they can laugh when we’re down and out again. I did the best I could to get you where you are and now you want to mess it all up and follow this stupid dream? Oh, I wish I was dead because you’re killing me when you say things like this”.

“I, I, I don’t mean to, Mum. Promise, its just that, just that, I’m not happy where I’m working…”

“Thats why its called a job, you silly bish. You think I was happy working back to back shifts and taking all the overtime I could get just to pay for your stupid dancing lessons? And this is how you repay my kindness…”

“OK, lets stop for a minute. Take a breath and a stretch. Walk back to your seat and we’ll try something different” I said. Time passed, a few tears did drip as well as a couple of yelps of anguish and frustration as she railed against the unfairness of the war that raged within and she’d been fighting since back when even though it felt like an uphill struggle that she’d been losing for as long as she could recollect.

“I want you to sit there and ask her about the dreams she had as a kid”.

“What?” the girl replied, startled by the question. “I don’t know the answers to that. I wouldn’t have a clue where to begin and what about….” she said as I raised my hand and requested “Just ask the question with pure intent and do what you just did. Change seats and answer”. She closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths then suddenly opened them and leaned forward with an intense look and said “Mum, when you were a little girl what did you want to be more than anything?”.

Getting up to make the switch I noticed a difference as her twisted features started softening and her voice became more gentle. “I wanted to be a model. Live the high life, jet set. That kind of thing. This was way before the internet but I really believed I could’ve done it. After all I knew I was something special, even back then”.

“What stopped you?”

“Your grandfather. He said models are whores by another name and wouldn’t hear none of it because he was so religious. That didn’t stop me pretending though, I used to put on my best and imagine I was modeling in my bedroom and when we went out proselytizing for the parish I’d always wish someone would spot me and convince him that it was a life worth living. Nobody ever did. Then I got pregnant and after that it was all down hill as your father left me for another woman and, not long after, your grandparents were both dead so you were all I had left.”

“I see, Mum. In a way I never did. Do you think life would be different if he’d encouraged your dreams as a kid instead of shutting them down every chance he had?”

“Are you kidding? By the time I came of age the supermodel era was in full effect. This was way before the net but even then I felt that pang of regret because I knew I could’ve done it, way better than any of them. I’ve always felt like I was put here to do this. That was my calling but…”

“But?”

“But I didn’t have the strength to go against them as they held my heart in their fist and without their blessing I didn’t even dare take a step”.

“Then why won’t you let me?”

“Because… Because now I kind of get it. A young girl with stupid dreams in her head vs how the world really is when seen through the lens of experience. They just wanted the best for me and did all they can. I’m not mad at them but…”

“Are you sad?”.

“What? Erm, just a little bit. I still do believe I could’ve become one of the major faces on the circuit because I’ve always had a flair for it”.

“And thats why you encouraged me to dance? Even though we couldn’t afford it?”

“Yes, I thought with you I had a chance to live again. Another spin. Do it right this time but you just wanted to go out, dancing. You weren’t interested in making a living of it but bills are in effect. I needed you to realize this which is why I got you that job in the office. Look how well you worked your way up. Can’t you see why I’m stressed that you want to quit? Without that we’ve got no money coming in and all that goodwill you’ve built at the firm will be flushed down the toilet”.

“Well, is there anything we can do which makes us all happy in the end?”

“Look, I only want whats best for you. Even if you don’t see this. This clothing dream sounds good but it doesn’t seem realistic. Why would they buy what you’re selling and not whats in the shops? It doesn’t make any sense and if its so good why do you need my permission to do it?”

“Thats really it isn’t it” she said as she sat there thinking, out loud to herself. “I need your permission because my say so isn’t enough because you’ve always vetoed it. How did I not see this? It makes so much sense”. She started grinning as she leapt up from her chair and began pacing. “Yes, yes, yes. It makes perfect sense. I get it. She is to me resistance against my wish when in reality its just a test to see if I really want it. Well, I do. I do and I’m confident I can make it happen”.

We sketched up a plan based on strict time management after checking the potential market, avenues for expansion and distribution along with cost/benefit analysis and how to start this off as a parallel business in tandem with her current occupation as well a few other sessions dealing with her various resistance Patterns within and other methods of self sabotage which gave her the “All or nothing” talk in her head as a method of distraction and preventing any real traction in making her dreams happen.

The most interesting side effect of this conversation made flesh was when she came home after a sesh and her mother said “Listen, I’ve been thinking. Why don’t you make a dress, give me a list of where they’ll sell so I can handle the business and we’ll see what happens?”.

The moral of the story is this:

There is no outer in this realm. Its all within. You are the source of all of your problems as well as the solution. Your world and your circumstances reflect this. Change what controls you and you will feel a shift.

The above method is ridiculously simple, very effective and won’t cost you a red cent so give it a spin and see what happens because one of the greatest problems in life is we inherit the pain and suffering of our lineage and mistake their energies for our own and carrying them becomes a burden. There are other tools and methods used to assist in the clearance of this presence because you can only create something once you make the space within and this often involves examining the beliefs and attitudes we’ve bee carrying as most are often birthed from good, if misplaced, intent that wants to keep risk and harm to a minimum but dreams don’t manifest like this because you need to take a leap of faith and then keep falling until you realize you’re actually flying.

Spread your wings.

This is what makes life worth living. The other option is just an existence. “Don’t die with your music within” is a viewpoint often shared by those who either have given then Inner Sense full reign and are glad they did or didn’t and kept it caged in the Mind Made Prison and bitterly regret the life they didn’t have the heart to live as they listened to everyones opinion and options beside the little voice within which said “Lets do this!”.

The reason why its so important, so urgent and vital you listen is if you don’t you won’t pass Go, collect Two Hundred Pounds or even find the exit when you meet death because your Soul will say “I want another spin. I didn’t do what we intended to” and then you’ll incarnate again. And again And again. And each time the resistance will keep on piling to make it more and more difficult as this is how coals become diamonds so if you’ve got the opportunity now, seize it. Roll the dice, spin the wheel, place your bet on your Self and see what happens because next time you hear that “Lets do this!” I want you to respond “OK, we will!” and make it happen.

Till we meet again

The modern world as it stands is like the finest champagne fizz. Ephemeral and entirely bereft of depth, used primarily to signal the presence of something that is lacking to the rest by way of status, reflected prestige and a myriad of coping mechanisms. I’ve often said that the world is half crazed and twice as stupid. The way it stands you’d be hard pressed to deny this as its becoming more and more Self evident. The other side of this proclamation of the state of play is a solution that is simple as it is difficult, far reaching – yet intimate, effortless but oh so powerful. The six words you’re awaiting to free you from this life sentence shall now spring into your awareness:

The greatest makeover begins from within.

Take that principle, apply it to anything and you’ll see how obvious the truth of this perspective is because you can be rolling around chubby with a couple of extra chins you’ve been diligently investing in (in case of famine or maybe you’re enamored with the whole Rubenesque thing) or wasting your talents and potential by choosing to spend days and nights mindless scrolling watching other people living or any number of things from an ever growing list of false solutions. The root cause of this is people are looking for a quick fix. Folks refuse, en masse, to comprehend that their problems came slow and often go the same route. That and they don’t want to change what made them fat, sick or depressed in the first place. This doesn’t stop them chasing abs in five minutes or trying to “get rich quick with this one weird trick“. Even the pseudo spiritual fake a state of non attachment as they pledge to a fellow offering to sell instant enlightenment in nine easy payments. At least this one does what it says on the tin as there is a definite difference in the weight of your wallet after purchasing…

Do you know whats common about most of these things? Apart from being ineffective, that is? Its that those who invest are hopelessly weak (even though they dare not admit it) and even after buying said gadget or method will use it once or twice then throw it in a pile with the rest as they look for the next attempt. The next failed solution. The next foolish investment.

See why I say the greatest makeover begins from within?

Its all mental.

Literally and metaphysically. Change your mind, change your life. But before you can flip the script you must first accept the lay of the land as it is. The wise can take a further step and question how it got like this because there was a time when it when it was better and that devolved to what it is. This is where one can take this bundle of energetics (which seems like a problem but can become a gift) and recycle it. Much like roses produce agreeable odors by feeding upon excrement you can do the same thing as it all springs from being honest with your Self.

I highly recommend keeping a journal. Old fashioned, paper and pen. It activates totally different neural circuits as a form of expression that tapping keys, screens or dictating and it has the added benefit of being “out there” now. This gives it a realness. A tangible presence that often allows one to generate a fresh perspect they didn’t previously imagine as they were carrying around a shadow that blocked their brilliance. Have you ever noticed that when a friend comes round and is filled with dread about a problem you instantly see a solution that cheers them up no end but when the roles are reversed you can’t do that for yourself?

The nature of the mind is like Velcro for the bad and Teflon for the good. It is how it is as the brain is designed to ensure the survival of the flesh and the tale of mankind from now to back when has been all about traumatic inheritance. This, in effect, is what built the world in which we live and it exerts an immense influence that is all but invisible as the man behind the curtain who pulls the strings to manipulate your consciousness.

We are creatures of habit, yes, but we are also reprogrammable. It took a lifetime to make you who you are but its a castle built on sand and this is why it never feels real, you always need something else because then finally, it might just be enough. Well, I’m here to tell it never is. At least not in my experience and those who I have spoken on my adventures which includes the kind of folk people would offer many of their appendages to live the lives they possess. Private jets, top models, power and influence as well as those who sing the kind of hits that get you grooving and are draped in hot fashions with all flavors throwing it at them.

Know what they all said when questioned about the nature of their inner realm? That they’re still searching. That day hasn’t yet come. Even though the outside signals they have all they could want (and they flaunt it as well) the inner is as constant now as it was then. Think about this when you imagine how your life could be different if you had millions because it wouldn’t. Thats the trick. Thats the scam. Thats the allure of the false promise that deceptive liars spin in your awareness as they poisoned your subconscious to make an enemy out of Self as they slipped a mask over your visage and convinced you to invest in the illusion.

All over the world people manufacture proof as they lie to themselves. This is the true epidemic and social media took it to the next level as now we have echo chambers of fakeness designed to lure in the next as people beg for and give away the most important thing in this realm:

Attention.

The greatest makeover begins from within. Change the way you think and you’ll change the way you live. Drag out your old concepts and preprogrammed click-whirr mechanisms that I call the Thunk Process as its akin to rearranging the same old same old and trying to make something new from it. That isn’t possible. Innerstand what I’ve just said and you’ll leap far ahead of the rest because in times of universal deception being honest with yourself is a powerful thing. Freedom can’t be given by external aspects. It must be taken from within as your Witness is currently being held hostage by a false self that, even now, is denying the truth of what I’ve said and has discouraged you from reading as it knew what was coming.

Oh yes, its a slippery bish. That much is certain. Its also very effective because it has you pretending under the pretense of being it when you aren’t hence, the greatest makeover begins from within.

Next time, instead of reaching for that third helping, indulging yourself in some off beating or primping and preening for a screen via likes from people you’ll never meet stop and question: “Why am I doing this? For what reason? What end?” and then ask it again. And again. And again. Keep going till you get to the crux of the subject and you’ll start hearing answers like: “I just want them to like me”. “They said I’d never be nothing”. “Why did they do that to me? I was just a little kid”.

It can get quite brutal and very harrowing. This is why only 8% of the populace will ever have the guts to take back their internal Kingdom whilst the rest will be glad to live within a fiefdom that sells them the illusion of freedom.

The greatest makeover begins from within.

Change your mind and your life will acquiesce as it all forms around your intent. This is why I say the Game plays out in your awareness as its malleable and a small change within can bring huge shifts without. All it takes is the dedication to stop, listen and examine as the body is always speaking but the mind pretends to be deaf to its calls. The world tells you to run after these external goals as its well versed in breaking Souls into fragments then selling them insurance for an event thats already happened but is repressed from their consciousness. Its a great scam. The best, as its so very old and equally effective.

The gods said “What if we hide their greatest powers high up on a mountain? They’ll never survive the elements to hike so far beyond their level”. “Nay” one replied. “They may be simple now but it won’t always be like this. We should sink it to depths of the ocean where it becomes biologically impossible for them to even examine”. A third chipped in “Even that challenge they will best. It is in their nature to triumph when it comes to external things which is why I propose we hide it someplace else…”. They all turned their heads and listened to her speaking. “What I’m thinking is we hide it within. Behind their fears, dreads and thoughts they simply will not allow themselves to think without generating an immense sense of threat mixed with ambivalence. Instead their investment in the outer realms will become even heavier with this deception as all is equalled by an opposite reaction”.

Leaning back, she grinned as the rest nodded their heads at the dastardly brilliance. “You’re certainly going to make them work for it on this level, yes?” he said, with a look of consternation. “What happens if they all fail?”. “Then we send them back again. And again. And again. Its a test they must pass and class is always in session”. “You know what” another said “That might be the best idea yet because anyone who says this would seem like a madman as their fears would work against them discovering the beauty of their inner realms and we could use this ignorance as a weapon against them because the greatest tool in the hands of the Opponent is the mind of his Victims“.

How radical are you willing to be in order to get free? Don’t you want to re-member how that feels as Inner Sense saturates your presence and you shake off the resistance of old Patterns and with it the resistance that edits your consciousness before sending you off on a quest to chase whats worthless and provides no lasting solutions beyond the distraction.

You already knew this. You may not have admitted it as clearly as this but the thoughts had been bubbling under the surface, calling for your attention as you roll around this planet living a life akin to a numbed callous that exists solely to protect what is delicate and hurting beneath the image you try so hard to project. The lie most would die to protect.

The greatest makeover begins from within.

Once you comprehend this then the Path of Power opens and its walked by putting one foot in front of the next under the guidance of truth as that is the fuel of Inner Sense and when that numbed and deadened skin falls off to reveal the place your power had been hidden you’ll feelsee the same radiance you did back when you were a child that was filled with the spirit of adventuring.

The greatest makeover begins from within. Consider this a nutshell so lets get it cracking.

Till we meet again