Be as Wise as Serpents

Worms and serpents are how we seem from Five D space as your frame undulates from conception to disintegration as it makes it way through this stage of the Game. Now, ask your Self, from that perspective at which point would you be most pure? Most in tune with your Self? The highest embodiment of your truth? At the beginning, middle or the end? Which area would you say has the greatest voltage in that sense?

I’d say childhood, we are wise in ways we cannot explain and see things we cannot share as we don’t have any preconceived notions or filters blurring our way, these come later via education, indoctrination and socialization. This is why that time is know as one of innocence or Inner Sense as we’re alive in a way, filled with a light, that most never regain through their entire life nor question where it went but miss, nonetheless.

This is the lost paradise we all crave, the thing we all feel but cannot explain as we age like someone took the sun out of the sky and replaced it with a lightbulb instead. Sure it still illuminates and is better than sitting in the darkness but it isn’t the same, no way. This need is also what fuels us to perform in the world, the hope we can regain this state via external means. Some people pray believing their savior will literally save them even though generations of their ancestors have evidently thought the same way with no results nor change to their lineage. Everyone thinks they can win the lottery till the numbers don’t come up at which point they buy another ticket anyway. Others feel that they should satiate all they crave, make money, get the acclaim, have as much sex as you can whilst others are of a more destructive bent and wish to inflict pain, watch the world burn and hurt whoever they find as much as they can.

In truth we switch between these states, easy as pi, as each segment of the whole has its own hue and in reality is but one thing which manifests in facets during your incarnation. Drawn from these cues we create moods and tell our life story via the misconception of you. Round and once whole but now different. Meet your reality tunnel, my friend:

Why do you buy what they keep shovelling? Why? Because you’re so used to the deception, like frogs in the kitchen that could but don’t save themselves due to ignorance and acceptance. Think of it like a mask, we wear different ones to play different parts but under that the actor remains the same, they never change except many live and die without seeing their true face as society at a large tries their hardest to ignore this fact. Do you know who is under there? Which poor Soul has that fate of being unable to embody themselves wholly in Three D space?

Why, its your inner child.

The one that was broken up, fragmented then reshaped by the filters I’ve spoken of. Its a very elegant trick, one that each parent has felt and in turn inflicts on their kids as they know no different and thus just prop up the System that profits from their disconnection. Its all for sale! What does this image say to you?

From my perspective the only thing worth striving for in life is reconnection to my essence and the voltage it provides and that first requires a clear overview of the Game as it stands, the state of play and not wishful thinking or collective ignorance but rigorous Soul searching, a brutal appraisal of Self – not what we want to be or think but what we feel instead. That always is, was and will be the most authentic but that impulse is covered and hidden by layers upon layers of conditioning and ignorance due to a lack of Self Knowledge you inherited as your internal OS so that which brings liberation is actually interpreted as a condition to be fixed. So backwards. Or maybe its backwords as you heap spells upon your Self to create further division and fragmentation as you cling to your false perspective as its the only thing left. Right?

Long, long ago you lived in your mindbody, everything was seamless. There were times when you’d be lying there, engrossed in something on the floor, could be a toy, maybe drawing and even though you didn’t hear or see you felt when someone entered into the room. Their presence generated sensations, the Adulterated boundaries weren’t yet formed around your consciousness as it was constantly in circulation.

This is why kids have so much voltage, why one is more powerful than a hundred Adulterated as they bring life to a room when they are still fresh from the womb and untainted by this world which will in time place blinders on their eyes, whip their behind and make them run in the race that plagues all of mankind. Dehumanizing, isn’t it? You are all resources upon the global plantation. Slave/Masters I call them for a reason except the chains are internal these days and none are so hopelessly enslaved as those who believe they are free even though each step costs credits that are, at the end of the day, figments of their imagination. This is why you need to be Adulterated in order to accept the BS that Inner Sense would intuitively reject.

This state is then broken so nothing is ever the same, whether by design, imitation or circumstance very few don’t get cut by the blade which severs your connection to Self, thats with a capital S. Hear what I’m saying? Devilish is a dead language, spoken exclusively by those who are little more than moving corpses that shuffle on its last legs. Its a terrible spell and one that intends to install schisms, divisions and conflict with its whole forked tongue thing. It takes a serpent to spot another. This is the oldest trick in the book they writ, way back when. Is the worm turning in your head?

Its so eternally poor when it comes to describing the inner world compared to many other tongues in the world so its no wonder these cultures don’t know things that are well described in others parts of the globe like the true nature of man, the origin of evil and its root causes. Instead people are fed images that are watered down and distorted but just because their forefathers bought it – usually at knife or gunpoint, way back when, when it was either submit to the new teachings or we kill your wife and kids – so it became a tradition, in actual fact a prison because most come from a long line of Slaves that know zip about their heritage beyond the latest traumatic imprint that was accepted without question as the new blueprint of how to live. What does everybody, devout or atheist, actually worship?

Free thinking isn’t tolerated, expected nor trained. No. This is the party line – “Do as we say“. Tell me I’m lying, you know its the truth because you’ve complied, haven’t you? “Look, all I want to do is get ahead, keep my seed clothed and fed” and so on goes that type of ment. Congratulations. You’re exactly the type they meant when they said for evil to win all good men need to do is nothing. Grow a pair. Think for your Self or be complicit in the global extortion racket that hides behind the spiritual pretext and hyper-dimensional sigils to do the bidding of that which you daren’t suspect.

Its a horrendous evil System once you see it with real eyes. Something so insidiously twisted and designed to internally divide so the fools may be ruled and not realize that their ignorance was long ago turned against them and weaponized so like hostages robbing banks they’ve truly lost their minds and identity with their captors. This is the world we find. This is what you were born into this is what you had to adapt to.

They were big.

They had the power.

You were small.

You had the awareness.

Like I said, one child is equal to a hundred of the Adulterated so to suppress this power takes a concerted effort often disguised as lxve – which is a truly insulting word for the state it attempts to convey but mangles – but, like I said about your language, its absurd. A kind of magic, once you comprehend but if its the only one you speak then you’re a Slave to the grave so it is what it is.

But lets get back to the worms:

With that you must agree? Yes? Can you perceive how I feelsee the world? If you’re living as the worm, belly down, in the dirt you feel independent, moving along on your own but seen from a higher perspective each step is connected to another via linkage. Free will doesn’t exist. Free won’t is your only option to make a difference and that only manifests in the present moment. The past left and can’t be touched, the future yet to come. The greatest illusion aka the psychosocial treadmill. Knowing this simple concept to the core of your bones can illuminate your personal Path of Power with a quickness if you develop your wisdom, did you heed the call? If so, where from? Who listened? What put it into motion? To put it in simple terms:

There isn’t a Soul walking the Earth who if offered the option between fulfilling all of your material desires but your inner world remains the same as opposed to your life as is, unchanged but you get to live from now till the end with a childlike state of embodiment where sensation and wonder proliferate that would pick the former. Not one. And those who don’t choose from a place of ignorance as they can’t remember what it felt like to be that child back then. Let me illustrate:

Imagine you have a model, its three dimensional, takes up space so you can move around in it. Lets say its a natural scene, forest, lake, mountains, trees that kind of thing. As a child you ran around and played in this world. It represents your Inner Sense. It was rich, effortless, vivid and fully present. No instruction or guidance needed. Standard equipment, factory features. Once Adulterated you still have the same scene, identical in all respects except on thing has changed. Its now flat as a pancake. A Two D recreation. An image, representation, not direct or sensate. The fact that each freeze frame is actually part of the whole but different becomes the bedrock for further division via religion and other such social instruction (like the internet itself). This is the Game. This is what Slaves never comprehend, schizophrenics intuit (then swiftly lose their minds) and the sages of each age have attempted to render into language for the masses only to be called heretics and worse. Such is the nature of the Game where most are Victims of this process and accept as gospel whatever the voice in their head says as they lack any true sense of discernment along with almost no Knowledge of Self. You could say you are playing against your Self on all levels hence its a Game of three halves and its what you don’t know you don’t know that makes all the difference between being caught in the court as you invest in the deception because of the tort you were taught, back when. Its so Devilish, friends… Past, present, future? All tense. There’s the hint about the nature of the spell hence words are weapons and thoughts are things, comprehend?

As you can tell its pretty hard to differentiate between these states because the Adulterated version of you glimpses within and says “See, cat, rock and tree. Just as it used to be”. Thing is with the old scene you pet the cat, carve the rock and climb the tree. You’ve been tricked into a state of internal poverty as your mind is mined from within by energies you don’t even comprehend as you’re set adrift in a personalized hell that you think is heaven sent. Thats the greatest deception and why those who remain on higher level view this plane and frame it begets as a life sentence because surely ye who are unfinite are now dead to your potential and this is the state I call Adulteration. Granted, not many care and fewer still think at this depth. Plus this is a topic that is never bought up in any form of dialogue because Slaves are bred to Thunk and this isn’t an option placed in that deck that is shuffled in their head via the (false) self and presented to a captive audience who is caught up in their life performance. “Come on in to my web” said the spider, weaving, way before you stepped in to this realm and predicament. Some of us are too fly for this though…

Once you experience your multidimensional Self again you’ll feelsee what I’m saying and comprehend the true meaning of the entire missive because otherwise its just a series of glyphs that are akin to singing for the deaf. But, even if you can’t yet you can clearly perceive the difference between something you moved around in, which had depth and took up space in contrast to an image you can take in its entirety in an instant and have seen time and time again. This is why your life, in terms of your mental realm, is so boring and predictable. Why you’re busy amusing yourself to death and can’t stand to be alone at length. Its why you have an itch you can’t scratch in a place you forget exists. You’ve been Adulterated. The Game of Souls has you, my friend. Worse still are those who have the potential to awaken are often lulled in via the tricks of hoodwinking and then set out to extinguish the light shining in this realm from those they think stand against them when, in reality, its the opposite. One thing, itself “no thing” which is everything. Can you hear the Psylense?

Fools. I pity them. Be as wise as serpents and by that I mean comprehend that your R-Complex is being pimped and thus you are far more powerful than you can comprehend because you’re too busy wriggling through the timestream from life till death whilst being surrounded by socially sanctioned darkness and ignorance. No wonder the screen is so appealing. The light bearer, revealed. The true god of this age that creates in its image:

Ninety degrees when I tell that trick “Please, raise up off these n u teez cos you get none of these”. At ease. Like light bent at the same angle in a vacuum the truth reveals something almost incomprehensible to one caught up in the illusion. You are already dead. Funeral being flipped to “Real fun” should be a hint as well as the whole six protons, six neutrons, six electrons tip that wrapped carbon around your unfinite sentience so you can co-create this illusion. Its why the next step above the serpent is to fly with the wings your bird brain doesn’t click are within and that leads to the ascension to finally become human and that is a state so entirely different to what you’re currently living as you regain your hyper-dimensional awareness and thus comprehend there is more, far more, to this Game than they’ve lead you to Thunk.

Till we meet again