We have the image of a tinfoil wrapped loon saying crazy things hammered so firmly into our heads that most people automatically categorize such events with a “Pay no heed” tag and discard the conspiratorial baby, the murky waters within which it swims and the entire bathing mechanism into their cognitive Recycle Bin. How strange that so few, in their own day to day, can even muster a fragment of the fevered passions of the speaker that they class as raving. Stranger still is how few question this. Know why? 81% of the planet live on autopilot.
Its a sad but true fact. I call it a “Click-Whirr” existence within which they are constantly reacting to stimulus and thus never truly creating. The astute will have clicked those two spells feature the same letters in another arrangement and around 8% of my readers will know this means the key to freedom is mastering your energetics. But, thats another topic. These clockwork humans live lives that are one stepped removed from the direct experience. In effect they accept labels in lieu of that which they represent and never question this. Know why? Their Thunking won’t allow them. That is the default mode of operation for all Slaves as they simply rearrange chunks of what they’ve been told, ad infinitum. Its also why they feel immensely bored with such a predictable existence but are also terrified of things changing as their velvet lined rut is quite comfortable and they have not reached a critical point of stimulus that makes them think different.
For the proto-conspiracy theorist it often begins with an event. Let me break it down with an example:
We observe a random group of 81%ers sitting in front of their television set. There viewing is entirely passive in the sense they are leaning back as opposed to leaning in. In that respect its akin to a pebble on a beach that is constantly being eroded by the waves in subtle ways as its shaped by what it partakes. Day to day the changes are imperceptible but over the long run you’ll find the edges missing and what remains is quite amorphous. Lets say they watch a clip that is engineered to rile their emotions and then, as instructed, they sit up and feel what was said and react as programmed in ways entirely predictable. Lets take a peek at the 11% and how they live:
They observe with more discernment. Neither leaning in nor fully back because they’re aware, in part, of the charade as they partake in the Game via a different frame of reference. They will observe the same thing and may shoot a knowing glance at their brethren as they are no strangers to theatricality and deception as these are the tools of their trade. The irony is that one who beguiles can have the same done to them but on a far grander scale and seeing this is nearly as impossible as it is for the Slave to realize he isn’t actually a human being with free will but a mere actor with a script that is shaped via forces and intents outside him.
The remaining 8% may not have a clue about what a Warrior is, the Game of Souls concept or much of anything but there is a vital difference. They observe the same clip and at some point they lean in. Something lights within. Whereas for many the spell “Coincidence” causes the cascade reaction of “Pay no attention” as they dismiss the embers that glow within for the proto awakened its akin to a splinter irritating their subconscious. They can’t explain why but “This is significant”. They may start heavily researching after taking in all the resources at their fingertips. Nine Eleven was a great example of this as it birthed the genesis in the collective consciousness of the modern conspiracy theorist because whilst everyone was being scared half to death via the constant fear of threats that upended the world they lived in there was a small subset that Witnessed the magical passport and said “No F-ing way!”. Forget the rest because this single loose thread was almost irresistible as it seems so ludicrous.
Granted there are many reasons and explanations possible but logic has nothing to do with this yet. In the early stages its all about feelings. Feelings which are absent, almost entirely, from the Slave populace because since they learned to count they’ve became numb and number as they chase the check to provide what they seek, even though it never approximates the real thing. There is a reason for this because the amount of joy you allow yourself to feel is limited and balanced perfectly via the portions of pain you aren’t suppressing. We’ll uncover this is as we progress but its a key element of traumatic programming and the reason why the world as it is because we are a very dishonest species that is capable of huge decep that we then project onto others doing the same thing in order to ensure constant conflict and solutions that never change a thing. All is interrelated in that respect hence Know thy Self is the message I stress for those seeking liberation from the land of confusion they were placed in and accepted without realizing what else was on the table beyond the crooked hand they’re dealing.
It can be anything. Anything. One may wonder how a building so immense fell so quick, another draws a link between the time people started eating from aluminum tins that their TV sets touted as the best form of modern convenience and how that generation saw an immense uptick in Alzheimer’s as well as countless other ills. Whatever it is its akin Bruce cracking the mirrors:
After that, things are never the same again because whilst the rest run around in this fun house filled with distorted reflections and misdirections designed to seem alluring and make lots of sense the proto-conspiracy theorist now has another question running through his head:
“Who erected this deception and to what end?”.
After that things can never be the same again because its simply impossible to unlearn gnosis and thus one shakes of the shackles of Thunking and discovers their natural state instead. Now, this way lies madness because they are taking steps onto a land not marked on any maps, not taught via any institutions or religious methods and thus is as dangerous as it is helpful. Where is this place? Within. They are taking the tentative steps into the previously unknown realm that renders all possible and it can be a pretty rude awakening when one rips the world that was pulled over their eyes from their vision and finds their retinas bombarded via immense layers of information they previous missed because they were trained to ignore it. Thats the difference between Thunk and think. Another important thing is that the aforementioned repressed feelings can start rushing and loads of other events that come from a higher level of awareness can make their behavior seem erratic.
A lot of people end up in the nut house due to a lack of guidance or help because when it comes to true Self development the silence is deafening. Ironic because the Psylense is exactly what calls to them and you get there via Inner Sense. This is why I’ve said that we are all born Warriors in this realm but the programming is so effective, so deceptive, so all encompassing that people cannot see beyond the reality tunnel they’re digging as they are simply not fully cognizant of whats happening beyond running the treadmill just like their parents did before them. The odds are really stacked against folk clicking this because the methods of entrainment are old as the empire itself because this is what underpins the entire thing. “Give them enough bread and circuses, terrifying them occasionally and allow them to Thunk freedom can be purchased or wealth equals trinkets as they are hypnotized by symbols and they’ll ask no questions once well adjusted to a society profoundly sick”. These are the minds that MJ said didn’t give an F about us. And they don’t. Thing is they can smile and smile and be villians….
Like a spark in the darkness the potentially enlightened starts taking in all the info they can and here comes another problem because most of them stumble in to the traps already laid for them on the web. Say hello to the echo chamber effect. Many waste their lives in this and, under the guise of wisdom, accept ever increasing layers of foolishness. This is where you get the image of the foil wrapped head and wide eyed babbling that makes little sense as they try and tell you the ruling classes are a bunch of shape shifting reptilians that feed off the fears and negative vibrations of the planet because we’re actually dead and this is hell but you don’t realize it.
You can see why most people would hit the “Right, sure” whilst striking the testimony from the record as they rarely appear lucid or cogent and yet so confidently outspoken about something they have absolutely no direct experience of beyond the localized psychosis to which they are now resonant. There are some, a small percent, that click “Wait a minute. This is a trick. These people are agents. This is, in effect, a macrocosm of the microcosm in which we’re trapped within the illusion of enlightenment by those selling what they’re telling as they’re pretending to fight the powers when its those set dressers that sent them as their representatives”.
Here a very interesting thing happens because, once again, the hall of mirrors tinkles and they’re no longer being lead via deception. “Fool me once” becomes the motto and this experience brings with it a whole new frequency of thinking as they have activated a higher set of neural circuits and processing that lie dormant within most of the species. In that respect the freshly awakened can be lulled into another dream in ways quite effective thanks to the screen and its own form of hypnosis but once you have attained gnosis of these states the next option is inevitable:
Mastery. Learning to flick these states at will as one realizes the nature of the Witness and this opens the door to a cornucopia of consciousness as they click the nature of the Path of Power and how most of the world is truly sleepwalking and none of this is what it seems. Just like the 81% would rather die than question the version of reality they’ve accepted you’ll find most hard core conspiracy theorists will perform some quite amazing gymnastics in their head to justify their positions. Why? Because it feels familiar. They are used to the mirrors, they are used to the trick and don’t spot the same one being pulled because its in a new dress. In effect you have to open your eyes, close them again and the remember the fact that you’re actually dreaming in order to truly awakening and thats why its an 8% thing because most simply are not cut out for this type of mental flex as it takes too much effort.
This is also the reason why many are called and few chosen because freedom comes from within and it only happens once you realized you’re invested in the binds of the Mind Made Prison as a Adulterated aspect of self sits inside your head and accepts labels in lieu of experience. To those who make it this far the next steps can only be expressed via the image of a lotus blooming in the filth as they grasp the fact which is as obvious as its subtle:
“I am not my thoughts. I am that which thinks them. No, wait. I am that which Witnesses”. Now things get real interesting because you have a fresh frame of reference that also feels oddly familiar in its newness because its the same resonance you possessed back when – Inner Sense. See why I said nothing but Warriors step into this realm? Its also why one must “Be as the children to gain access to the Kingdom” ie the truth which lies beneath the neck. What do we find? Pain, suffering, anguish. All kinds of miserable things that are arranged in layers dense as inherited from parents and the rest of your lineage that lived lives unexamined. A lot do not have the stomach for this and often quit and wish they could be plugged back in as they hate the cold new day thats dawning beyond the fabricated existence. That, of course, cannot happen because a mind once reignited can never be dimmed but drugs and various other things do the equivalent of wearing sunglasses to make it far more palatable. Many live and die like this. On the doorstep of conquest but scared to turn the handle to the all pervasive grip of ignorance and, once again, a total lack of guidance on how to deal with your gift as you come face to face with the psycho emotional landfill you inherited and will dutifully pass on to your children as you watch their glow dim as their Inner Sense is Adulterated and they grow to be just as miserable in their own velvet lined rut they attempt to fill with shiny things to impres the rest of the Slaves as broken as them. That or they become schizophrenic and, once again, prove the concept that many Thunk about the crazy conspiracist.
I have never met a dumb mad man. Never. I’ve had conversations with many and what struck me most is how intelligent they were, even under the influence of heavy sedatives (applied against their will and, ironically, proving there are evil machinations out to get them as per their hypothesis based on incorrect energy management). It also rings true in the old aphorism:
“The madman drowns where the mystic swims”.
I have to hand it to the Slave/Masters. They wave their wand of holly wood and create fables within fables and crucify anyone who turns the tables because the business of money changing means the man in the mid gets rich whilst those partaking just don’t click the true nature of the trick because its so old and effective that “It must be impossible for so many to fall for it”. And yet they do. Billions of living hostages. Each convinced that their untested reality is entirely accurate and yet equally scared to death to examine another perspective. Why? In case they spot that lose thread. Once you come across it then its R.I.P to your old worldview, for reasons mentioned, as it sparks something primitive within and that is Inner Sense that lives to ask questions, find answers, test variables and – most importantly of all – draw ones own conclusions based on experience, reasoning and intuition.
That is where the Warrior dwells as they are simply the ones that have reclaimed their inheritance instead of being tricked into paying rent as they dwell in the basement of building they know fine well they owned, once upon a when, but – thanks to some nifty shenanigans – they handed their life over to a reflection that uses cheap camera tricks to act just like them whilst keeping them shrouded in darkness in order to sell them a light bill.
Plato called it a Cave in which man is affixed into some contraption which directs his vision in one direction as they survey projections and mistake them for the real thing. In that respect its one of those things you can only know for Self but that means being willing to accept the absolutely ridiculous premise of the fact your entire existence is underpinned by wearing an Earthday Suit made of flesh as you roll around a rock that floats in the abyss, chasing a fireball through a vacuum.
Now that does sound crazy, doesn’t it? Go and find that loose thread. See what happens.
Till we meet again
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