An irresistible force is about to meet an unstoppable object. What happens next? Who knows? In many respects the dance is all planned out, we just take the steps. For those of us not caught up in the mix, it is what it is.
Life is a Game. The idea is to remember you’re a Warrior, not a worrier, playa or pawn. After all, it all unfolds in your awareness for you to learn, gain strength and transcend so everything is for the best. This is the greatest trick ever pulled as what is your way to freedom becomes a yoke instead aka the cosmic joke. Don’t wait till you’re dead to comprehend because then it will be too late to do anything because you can only tread in realms you mapped whilst living and thus if all you know is the Game then back to Earth for another spin is where your ticket is heading along with all the baggage you attempt to check in due to living (and dying) the life unexamined.
How many times have we done this? Do you ever wonder? The preincarnation memory wipe really gets me thinking because whilst it may be merciful to step in with a relatively clean slate you also come equipped with the same tendencies to make similar mistakes again. Those who know the truth of this keep it hidden from the rest. Why? So they can lord it over them. Literally and metaphysically. Haven’t you ever wondered why the image thats linked with the term “god” in most peoples heads is an angry white man with a beard? Interestingly, it wasn’t always like this. Just the opposite. But thats another tale for another missive.
Irresistible, meet unstoppable. Whatever comes next it will be interesting because there are those who’ve been trained to go with the grain so long they no longer remember how it feels to Know the Ledge as they have no edge. The smooth brain theory, in full effect. “Resistance is futile. Submission is the key” and other such things invade their memories and tell them how to be. What if it was all fake? A huge wheeze? A slice of cosmic trickery on a scale you wouldn’t believe but one that left a trail of dead bodies and suffering in its wake as the minds of the poisoned cling to that which is killing them as they seek salvation. From what, I wonder.
To me the only answer is ignorance, hence Know thy Self. You, once upon a when, felt unstoppable. The urge to master things and figure out the workings was irresistible. What happened? The System did. Both barrels, point blank, to your chest. “Sit up straight. Look ahead!” and other such things were hammered into your head whilst you were trained to become an academic bulimic that mindlessly feeds on what they see then regurgitates for degrees. Degrees. Ha! Another brick in the wall. Another lost cause with a squared head. Another Soul thats been claimed by a force it can’t comprehend and, worse yet, if pointed out they’ll rebel and die trying to protect what has rendered them a living hostage. Adulterated.
The Game of Souls has you, my friend.
Whats worse? Not knowing this or becoming aware? I’m wondering. See, ignorance is never blissful but it can be reassuringly comfortable to know that vast swathes of the world think just like them. The beauty of standardized programming. And yet, its all ridiculous. If you, on this spin, were born into a household atheist then there is your script and it feels entirely natural. On the flip if you dropped in to the crib whilst there was a full on sermon in progress and much scripture quoting then you too would be invested. Either way, for both Souls that dataset would form the basis of what followed and they’d accept it equally. What if the same person came into a world where their parents said “Tell me what you think? What are your concepts?”. Thats Inner Sense, my friend. The difference between guiding the fresh to share their concepts vs bludgeoning their intuition to death with scripted intentions, programs and the power of mass hypnosis.
What a difference this could make, even in a couple of generations the Game would change in ways so dramatic because people wouldn’t feel like round pegs that had been shaved to sit in the square reality boxes which lie at the root of much conflict. Instead we’d be balling. Literally. Rolling that way and this. A life without friction and not hemmed in by resistance. Contrast that to urning a living as your brow drips with sweat as the rest meekly inherit earth as their corpse is lowered into it after living a life of quiet desperation in which their enjoyment levels dropped and kept going until they were just going through the motions after being hollowed out from within.
Its an ugly truth but it had to be said. On the flip, what would you do if you were one with your Inner Sense? How would you cope in this realm when you’re lit from within with that natural incandescence that is usually extinguished quick. Why? So they can sell you light bulbs, flat screens and send electric bills. Why else? Along with loads of pills and potions that range from harmful to ineffective as well as countless modes of wishful Thunking and various other tricks. What would you do if you could see through the code of the Matrix? Would you roll solo and write your own ticket in private to get the hell out of a realm that is based on the triple six algorithm or would you preach pon the pavement and live stream to all that would listen as you shared the secrets of salvation you gained in your quest for emancipation as well as the answers to the questions most never dare ask themselves.
An irresistible force is about to meet an unstoppable object. What happens next? Who knows? They say that when good men do nothing then evil can claim a win. What if it already did and we’re living in the world it built where everything is opposite, nothing truly makes sense and the only constant is conflict. Doesn’t that sound like your own personal slice of hell? Could you admit this or is the fact they serve poison dipped in honey with celebrity endorsements and catchy jingles mean you’re so invested in the image that you’re petrified to peer beneath the surface and feelsee the true meaning?
Till we meet again
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