We cannot change problems when in the same frame of mind that created them. The same can be said about life and how you choose to live it because, up until this moment, you have spent a heck of a lot of it being trained into seeing from a forced perspective that isn’t in your best interests. This started back when, before you even stepped into this realm, and thus its akin to an inheritance. Imagine it like this:
You are born and feel lucky. You know, for some reason, that you will be holding solid gold bricks at some point and they will be yours to do as you wish. Some think they’ll spend, spend, spend and live a life so lavish that it will make all others around them envious. Others intend to do the same but for those with the least in order to bring them up to spec as they wish to uplift the collective. At all points in between there are 8 billion Souls with 8 billion dreams. Neither is wrong nor right. They simply are. Watch carefully because here comes the trick.
As you are learning your way and building your mind via the input from your sense this impulse within which says “Remember, we’re here to grab them gold bricks” because that is the foundation upon which the rest of your mission in the flesh is built. You start quick as the impulse takes on a life of itself. You reach out for noses, lips, hair, anything. At first its met with amusement but then comes discipline. Many children give in at this point because they feel a dull ache within when their parents are not content and this causes their glow to dim. If you are an extreme people pleaser now there is a high chance its root lie in these events and if you’re so far into it that you can’t feel a thing when it comes to your own needs then you should start paying attention because this may just be what you seek.
Some, on the flip, are naturally rebellious. “Hmm… Interesting” they think and then wonder exactly how far they push this, just to see what happens. Once again, nothing is bad or good, it just is. Contrary to popular belief we are not blank slates when we step into this realm, as any parent of multiples will attest, as we all have our own will to manifest and that influences our actions. The difference is irrelevant because we become what we are around via the principle of resonance much like if you have a room full of bells and give one a strike the others will chime in. This is also why you should never try and control your child as they will innately rebel against wherever you send them and instead attempt to exert your influence over who they make their friends by introducing them to places and events that generate the best resonance to bring out their innate skills. Much like cultivation you can either water the weeds or the roses in your garden and as you mature you’ll get back what you put in. Sadly most parents are numb and unconscious by the time they have children as they are living on full autopilot and preoccupied with survival (just like their folks before them) and thus this is the resonance they bring to the table.
The child remembers the gold bricks, the adventure they picked and what they will do with these resources during their spin in the flesh as the Game of Souls is this dimensions greatest attraction and the waiting list is immense. All the way through their gestation they were thinking about it as the bounced back and forth between the prime experience and the embodiment which was forming. Sometimes they get excited and surprised as they kick because the resonance effect starts early as they are fed not only with the foods their mother consumes but also the feelings and entertainment. This is a little spoken of facet which we’ll uncover elsewhen but consider most pregnant women take that time off to eat junk and consume the same on their TV set as they don’t know what else to do with themselves you can see why most children are born with nerves a reck as the mind simply cannot tell the difference between the real and whats projected on a set back then. To them imagination and reality are one and the same and such is true all throughout existence. Grasping this in a way that is practical is the key to freedom but, once again, I am getting ahead of myself.
Into those small grasping hands that have by now learned fine motor skills the parents start passing bricks made of mud. “These are the rules, this is how we think, this is our families heritage” they say in a range of tones ranging from commands to expectations but rarely as guidance. In many ways you are simply not given an option and thus are forced to acquiesce via various forms of punishment or implicit threats that make many go along to get along. Besides, something inside nods its head and says “Yes, yes. These bricks. We need them. They are vital for the mission” and thus you reach out and soon find your hands caked with their fluid for the forms are not set at that point because your glow is so immense that it melts whatever it contacts in a moment. This is why a parent can be stressed from work, come home, yell at their kid, send them upstairs as punishment then feel the guilt peeping in as they know they overreacted over something so small and simple. They silently creep up the steps with the intent to make it right and listen at the door as the child is happily within and amusing themselves via the bounty of their limitless imagination. There is a natural resilience that comes with Inner Sense which is why it takes around two and a half decades of conditioning to render most as the living dead, emotionally numb and disconnected from within aka Adulterated as I’ve said in previous texts.
The lifestyle I’m offering is simply another option. Another way to play the Game because I rejected these bricks of mud and threw them straight back at my parents and anyone else who attempted to make me sing the hymn they wished with their own specific lyrics and intent. Why did I do this? Like I said we all step in with our own temperament and I was naturally rebellious and keen to push the limits to see what I could get away with as I had to know the reason behind what they were asking and, nine times out of ten, they simply could not provide a satisfactory explanation. Its a strange feeling, you know? Being a child that is full of contempt because it sees those who bought him in are inadequate. In that respect I looked at their hands and saw them caked with mud and dirt and wondered why they didn’t suspect or question why the gold was missing. “Did they forget what they came for?” I asked my grandmother who raised me. “Everyone forgets. Thats why you are here as a shining light to provide guidance, my prince. This world isn’t what it seems and, if it comes down to it, believe what is within and not what they say because…”. “Everyone forgets!” I said with a grin. You could say my rebelliousness was not only sanctioned but in perfect resonance and thus without this influence of a woman who may have been illiterate but read the book of nature like no one else I would have been quite different.
The reason I say few can afford this is because I’m swinging through throwing bricks of gold at you and its a one time deal. Stocks are unlimited but your ability to grip I call into question because your hands are slick with the heady combination of mud and sweat which means that its too easy to keep on doing what you did and let this slip through your fingertips, just like all the other things you regret because you listened to the guidance of the Opponent in your head you think if your best friend. In that respect you have to be willing to get clean as its the mark of an educated mind to entertain and opinion totally different to what it thinks and then put it into practice to see what happens.
Once again, the child senses this from its first day and uses this statement to first crane its neck then, once the feedback builds and it gains strength, it starts crawling. Next comes standing and falling along with a development of resources before the first steps kick in and one learns the art of independence via balance and Self motivation. No schools or institution needed when Inner Sense is leading and that, in essence, is what the Path of Power is and all I am offering. Why do say many cannot afford it? Simple, they will not even consider it as an option. To them its too ridiculous, too blasphemous, too far out there to even attempt trying as its so far from their programming.
Put it on a set of scales. A few decades in this realm with the compounded ignorance of their parents and generations before them who all lived lives that were totally unfulfilled as they grabbed at bricks made of excrement as instructed which left a box half ticked as they spent the rest of their short, miserable existence trying to find what was missing as the glitter they once possessed is now absent. They cannot quite put their finger on it or describe it that well but there is an immense difference between what they previously knew as Inner Sense and the currently Adulterated aspect at the wheel which runs their day to day. That is all you have to lose. To many the thought of this is terrifying. Better the devil you know and all the rest. The other thing is they are heavily invested in what they accepted and thus to question it is akin to insulting their own intelligence and that, my friends, is how the ultimate confidence trick lives inside everyones heads, pretending to be them.
You have to be, quite literally, willing to declare war on yourself because the first and most obvious thing – that many skip right over as second nature sinks in and obscures their natural radiance – is the fact that you simply cannot be the voice in your head that calls the shots of most and has them dancing to its whim because you are that which is listening. Can you hear the Psylense yet? Of course not and that is because the noiZ obscures it. That is all you have to lose. The “not me” you currently think is. Its OK, you can admit it. You don’t really like the life you’re living and how it feels from within and that is because the real you, the true Self, is actually being held hostage in a cage inside your chest and what you’ve accepted instead is an Adulterated aspect that dwells inside something I called the Mind Made Prison where its kept in check via the policeman inside your head that knows the deal and stands there with the sole intent to prevent your reconnection. After all, it took the System two and something decades of conditioning to get you like this and they’ve been working over the pilgrims who step into this realm for the past constellation and then some hence why they look at you as less than human. Cattle, I believe. Do you know how much money these beasts rake in life as well as death? The sheer amount of income streams is ludicrous as they are farmed without mercy due to anothers intent. The cows get off easy in comparison.
One day you are walking along the road with phones in your head, neither present nor correct as you are simply going through the motions and mostly distracted. Your hands are covered in filth which is rendered liquid by the sweat which drips from your brow as you earn your daily bread and, just at that instant, a man runs by and says “Can’t stop, in a rush. Will help, as promised” and throws something at you as he yells “If you don’t catch it with a firm grip it’ll melt like it never existed” and then he is gone with the wind. What happens next?
Many will be so stunned at being bought to the present moment that they have spent their entire life evading in ways both subtle and obvious whilst others simply didn’t hear a thing and mumble “Lunatic” under their breath and keep it moving. Around 8% of the populace as it stands had chose themselves to be the one back when and have been chipping away at their conditioning as they plan their own Shawshank redemption. Due to getting their hands dirty, in one sense, they are totally clean due to the process of placing their efforts to look within and make sense of the madness that permeates this realm. They would have seen that man stepping to them as they sensed his attention and intent because real recognize real as there is a familiar resonance with someone they never met so by the time they get close the interaction is totally different:
“Whats good?”
“Knowing the Ledge and playing the percentages”
“In that case, this will help” he says as he places the solid gold brick in your hand and then casually adds “When you’re done with it give it the next one in resonance and lets see what happens as there’s plenty more where that comes from” as he heads on his way and leaves you smiling at this turn of events and how the Game is unfolding.
See, that gold brick actually represents you, your source, your true Self. That which is currently hidden within and in this sense humanity is composed of candles who argue about their shape and size, views and rites as each hypothesize about what it means to be lit but nary a flame is seen, even though its often preached and spoken. Imagine if one creates enough heat within and it runs through the central column and illuminates the darkness at the head. “Let there be light” he said. And there was and it was good. See how you can give away a brick and only gain with no losses as we collectively increase the luminance and are no longer strangers to our Self.
Its all a Game. All I am offering is a different way to play. Something I have been building over lifetimes in this realm because I have long been looking for an exit in order to get off the wheel of incarnation as I want to go home. Riding rollercoasters can be fun but only when you have something stable as well otherwise it gets tiresome really quick. Life, on the flip, is the inverse of this as it thrills and spills swiftly chill until you are bored into submission and gradually limp toward death. The sad fact of the matter is most stop living after a couple of decades and some change in but it takes a bit longer for them to be buried hence zombies in search of brains who don’t even realize they’re dead. Like I said, few can afford the lifestyle I am offering so ask yourself:
“Does my outer life match my desires within? Is this what I would do if I had no obligations? Does my way of doing things actually solve anything or does it just bring more problems? Am I truly happy or am I just pretending because everyone else is doing the same thing and I want desperately to fit in? Do I think that when I get get X, Y or Z then life will be perfect as I pin my hopes on an event that may or may not happen? Are my stress levels so high that I actually think I’m chilled? Am I a little to addicted to external things, be they drugs, sex, alcohol or religion, validation and progression up the social pyramid? Do I know who I really am or am I repeating what they said without checking? If I am not that voice in my head then who I am if not that which listens? Do I know what the Witness is and how to separate the water from the milk inside my consciousness?”
What are your answers? Write them down. Pen and pad works best as it activates many more parts of your inner realm than tapping at keys because its the difference between actions rendered in Two or Three D. If life is a puzzle thats a piece. Those who are ready and willing have already had thoughts like this and many have taken the time to question their heritage to see if it all makes sense or if they are laboring under the pretense of knowledge when the illusion of wisdom is what they possess. This is why I said only 8% of the world will get what I’m saying and actually be willing to try and take a step on the Path of Power within because the rest are too busy trying to decorate the cell of the Mind Made Prison where they dwell because the TV set tells them “You will be happy, sexy and smart once you buy this” as socialist medes chimes in with their siren call, singing “I have the keys to the highs, I will never leave your side, I am your window to the world and also your own personal space for projection as the screen keeps the distance but presents the illusion of connection. Do not listen to this man nor peer behind the curtain like he says because we are your best friend and have kept you safe since the beginning. You don’t know life without me and that is because without me isn’t a life worth living because I am you and you are me. Don’t let him play with your head and pay him no attention”.
Funny, isn’t it, how the voice of the screen and the one in your head are linked. Stranger still is how they both shine a false light in the darkness using a black cubic object as many cannot imagine how they would live without the narrator in their head prompting their actions as they believe its them and act on its impulses like there are no other options to pick. This all comes back to the gold brick, lighting the candle from within and to do that one must be willing to step into the darkness because your greatest strengths are hidden behind your fears which are equal and opposite so this course of action can be exceedingly challenging. Even more so considering the “Toward pleasure, away from pain” principle which is etched into the form as well ergo Slave is the word that describes them best as they are this to their whims, social mores and conventions as well as the zeitgeist and movements along with various symbols and signs (which secretly rule everything and speak their own language as you’ll feelsee in a bit) along with all the rest. The odds are stacked, the deck is rigged and the fix is in. They really, really do not want you to win. Of that much I’m certain because talking about this and my concepts for liberation almost bought my life to an end but that gift I took like I’d just been tossed the biggest gold brick you’d ever seen and although my knees almost buckled as my nervous system started to keel over as I ceased breathing and my fluids leaked into the street as the birds that fly in the astral skies you cannot see with your eyes swept in to feed of what remained of my shell I knew it couldn’t end like this. That was simply not an option. I had come too far and survived too much to go out like this because the end was just the beginning and as I climbed out of the pit I felt myself grin as the cosmic secret revealed itself and I knew my mission was progressing as intended.
Sounds dramatic, yes? It was even crazier to have lived it and wilder still is that isn’t the half of it as way more was done in the dark to spark my enlightenment. I have had to stop and think though. “Am I ruining the ride for the rest by talking like this? Am I breaking their immersion? Is true spiritual development a private thing that happens as and when to those who are prepped for it and thus is there any point sharing this or should I concentrate all of my resources upon myself and my own liberation from the sanctity of my own private island as I swim in the seas of higher consciousness”. This was actually a conversation I was having with a friend not long after these events as they really tested my will to help and this mission. Was I copping out? Buckling under pressure? Folding when challenged or had I been given a shot across the bow as a friendly warning to change course whilst my head is still linked to my shoulders. At this point a drunk walked by and looked me straight in the eye and said “Whats the point of you have the glow, the voltage or whatever you call it and not sharing it? Why would it even come to this realm if you run off to an island and hide it in darkness and keep it to yourself? You might as well have not lived for all the good it did”.
I don’t know whose face was more stunned. Mine or his. Granted this guy had been around and heard me preaching on the streets as he was a regular looking for a fix and to me the greatest surprise was that something had obviously sunk in to the chest of this reckless hedonist that thought of nothing but his next hit. Wilder still was the timing as well as the resonance to the whole “People are just fragments of yourself projected out into the realm” lens through which I live. Actually, this is the perfect example, check it:
Here is a man who does not abide by the rules of “Don’t get high on your own supply” as he may have legs that move like they’re in wet cement as he shuffles around this realm conducting his business but he’s an adept when it comes to dancing on the product that he sells as he stretches it like elastic to ensure his beak is wet and his clients pay more for less. Do you see that? The very manifestation of my escapism given form at the optimal moment to say what only it can in a way that was totally honest and direct because I know fine well that retiring to a cave on my private island to spend the rest of my life in contemplation was no different to the highs in his veins, except mine would come via other ways and have their own aims. For example, if you sit in total darkness and silence for around a month something interesting starts happening as your brain floods itself with hallucinogens and you mind starts traveling without the body in tow as you are free to wander around the realms and various facets of existence that are only accessible via being Centered in Self in the present moment. This is truly a gift, one available to us all but obscured by the noiZ which means that most the very concept sounds like hell, even though heaven is on the other end of this trip as nothing is ever the same again.
I’d already spent a couple of decades meditating at great depth at every moment I could get so was not a stranger to my internal realm or taking my awareness down into my skin, my organs and nervous system then beyond all of this. This is how I first discovered the art of getting high without drugs because your body has within its own natural endo cannabinoid system and smoking a spliff is like using a lock pick to get in whereas Anandamide is the internal option that comes from sustained periods of single pointed awareness. Back when I didn’t even click this was happening due to the whole “Toward pleasure, away from pain” thing I mentioned as it felt like I was mainlining the secret truth of the universe and boy was it addictive. Later on I realized the nature of the trick and how meditation is akin to running on a treadmill surrounded by egoic projections that fool so many into thinking they’re making progress when in reality they’re navel gazing and caught up in the mix as there are no maps, no signposts or GPS for our inner realms. Especially in the English language hence why I call it Devilish because for those seeking freedom it truly is and is the root cause of so much suffering. Sanskrit, on the flip is hardly spoken these days but was the common tongue back when and it possess such a literal richness that is filled to the brim with the notes of the adepts who mapped out their consciousness from here to back home again, in the micro and macro sense. Much like coals and diamonds being the same thing with an alchemical process that creates a shift to purify the essence these sessions gave birth to what I would call Journeying as that is exactly what it is.
A trip inside your Self where you don’t just go and hit the pleasure switch then come back to being the same old you outside and then do it all again. Oh no, no, no. Stop and think about it. A journey has an intent, a goal, a target. This is why I picked the name Warrior to represent the 8% who are willing to take on not only this realm, outside and within, but question everything in order to arrive at their own conclusions. If nothing else I’m all about being eminently practical as there simply isn’t enough of this in the world and those who innerstand profoundly should be able to relay the gist of their perspective in way that a five year old can comprehend and implement if they wish. Ironic, don’t you think? The aim of the Warrior is nothing less than the complete and total reconnection and resonance with the child within and this is one hell of a Journey. Really stop and think about it. Consider all of the layers of conditioning you must examine, both yours and your ancestors as well for you are the keeper of the grail in that sense due to the energetics of the red which many think flows blue in their veins as a common misconception. Actually that it, isn’t it?
Do you have the strength to even consider you’ve been miseducated your entire life? Yes? No? What if I told you your death depends upon it? Would that change your ment that is currently governed by what you’d never suspect from the depths of your subconscious? I suppose its a question of how far you are willing to go to get the answer to “Know Thyself” as some skim the surface and accept that for what it is but stop and reflect for a moment and it will click that that is the Adulterated speaking and not the Inner Sense because a child needs to know why. The rhyme behind the reason and then they’ll pick that apart and put it back together again in a way that makes sense based on the primacy of their experience. Do you see what I mean about the Warriors entire life being a quest for liberation via forging a reconnection with the child that still dwells within? None of this is fanciful or hypothetical as its eminently practical and you can prove it to yourself by picking up a pad a pen which you place in the hand which isn’t the one you right with and start pushing it, see what happens.
The ink will scrawl and staring you in the face is what remains of the Inner Sense that has languished and been ignored since the System trained your attention via its concentration camp wing designed to teach you not how but what to think before you were placed on the psychosocial treadmill to which you are by now well adjusted. Just like your parents and those before them and that really is the option, isn’t it?
Either keep doing what you’ve done and get more of what you’ve got as you will undoubtedly bequeath the same vibe to your seeds (as your folks did gift you the same life of quite desperation and unfulfillment they accepted) or take the time out to unwrap the gift of the present moment and see what happens next because once you change what controls you you also expand your range of influence which, in this case, means coming face to face with your real Self.
Till we meet again
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