When you first set foot into this realm you were the actualized embodiment of natural intelligence. You existed in a state of total coherence that transcended this dimension that was and is without beginning or ending. It just is. Then what happened? You inherited ignorance. Call it tradition, the zeitgeist, flavor of the month or what you wish – that much is totally irrelevant as I’m speaking of the imperience and have no concern with the label which is actually one of their most effective tricks at causing in-fighting – but its far closer to a mind virus.
One that first infected your parents when their Soul crash landed in the flesh and so on and so on. See why I call it inherited ignorance because none of your folks ever thought to stop and check this bundle of energetics that made them miserable before passing it on to the next generation like an emotional landfill. This is actually the true source of all of your problems but because your life as it stands is testament to these symptoms its kind of hard to see when you’re so invested in the narrative. Discernment is akin to removing the Adulterated water from the once creamy milk of Inner Sense because whilst you may currently be enjoying a white liquid of awareness it is nowhere near as rich or filling as it once was, correct?
Trees don’t go to a university to grow, they just know. So do you, deep within. Many people speak of this but when it comes to practical instruction in ways tangible whilst in the flesh everyone is strangely silent. “Ah, see you don’t believe! Thats your problem” says the man with the ministry as he presents the public image of being content and happy which is at odds with the fact that I knew, back when, that he drinks like a fish but keeps it real secret as he makes extended circuits round the town to buy a single bottle at each establishment so none of them click how much he sips. But I did because I was everywhere, noticed everything and had been trained to remember plates and faces to see who and where they were moving.
I knew early on that this realm could only make me less of me and I felt these effects very dramatically and this forced me to fortify my awareness in order to prevent further ingress. For the rest of you the process was far more seductive and almost invisible so even though you realize something is missing you can’t quite tell what it is. The checklist says “The milk of Inner Sense is white, satisfying and really quite special” and in reality you’re sipping something so thin and watered down that its spirit is missing. This is you. You are pure unbounded consciousness in essence but what you had and what you get are so wildly different because whilst the boxes are ticking the internal sensations are way different.
Sure, you’ll write it off as aging, having been round the block or being grown and overstressed but the simple fact of the matter is that you currently possess an Adulterated awareness and lack the discernment to spot what was put in and thus what is missing. You definitely feel it but justify it and rationalize using all types of excuses as you wonder why your energy and creativity isn’t what it was. Such is the sign of the times in the land of blind who walk around with cauterized third eyes and hypnotized minds that speak “Everything is as its supposed to be… Go back to sleep”. Such deceptive treachery that presents itself as reality when it is no such thing. And yet, it is very, very effective. So much so that 81% will never question the world pulled over their eyelids as the Game has been so well and truly rigged that second nature prevents them from asking “What is my prime state?”. Natural intelligence.
It was and can be once again. But only if you’re willing to actually admit that whatever it is you currently think, cherish and cling to isn’t exactly working as they said. If it is then please tell me, share your wisdom as I have been seeking, speaking and teaching that which works for me and am always open to learning ways of moving more effectively. If your way of doing things isn’t bringing you a life you’re happy living then do you have the gumption to question this inherited ignorance and drag it, kicking and screaming if needed, into the golden light of awareness that only exists in the present moment?
For many this is a bridge too far. I’ve been called many names by those who hated what I had to say and more still by those who listened, attempted, looked within and found a terrain that was exceedingly familiar in its newness that generated a whole string of questions as they began to pick apart their inherited ignorance and couldn’t wait to tell their friends and fam about their adventuring.
“Thees mann is de devul!” said a broad Nigerian accent as the preacher pointed his shaky finger in my direction and forbade one of his congregation from ever speaking to me again under the pain of excommunication. I offered him a drink to calm his nerves and he wasn’t amused in the slightest by what I said as he clicked the man standing now in front of him was that bright eyed and bushy tailed jit from back when that he’d seen as he did his circuit training. “Funny how spirit as in the drink is the same label they apply to the quest for holiness. I wonder how many people have fell for the trick and are practicing something quite different from what they’re preaching” I quipped as a I watched his dark skin take on a tinge of redness that beget an angry aubergine presence as he raged and stomped away from my premises and took his lost sheep with him, back to the congregation.
I’m not the first to think like this and I’m certainly not the last to be called a nonbeliever, infidel or heretic. The simple fact of the matter is what they package up and sell via various pulpits doesn’t actually change a thing whilst here on the planet and thus isn’t practical. The reason I can say this is because if it worked the world these thoughts built wouldn’t be such a mess and the many, many people I’ve spoken to wouldn’t feel like they did within but be too scared to admit it:
“I can’t believe I’ve just told you that” he said. “Im going to hell now, for certain” he added, starting to fret. Previously he’d recollected his first brush with faith, back in the days, and how it filled him with such disdain. He couldn’t quite place his finger on it now but since he’d started sorting through his inheritance to see why he thought like this he’d been unravelling many strings that previously manifested themselves as random points of tension in his flesh. We actually met because his back was killing him and he could no longer pray without wincing which I found quite ironic and slightly amusing. Often the beliefs we most often cherish can be double edged as they mask the true source of our discomfort. Isn’t it interesting how the entire world says “Look this way” and attracts your attention externally and yet they spin the same tales of “It all comes from within!” without actually telling you how to access it.
In many respects your true power, your Inner Sense, sits in a walled garden built around your chest and the bricks were formed of inherited ignorance and erected in tune with your parents wishes as theirs before them.
We started tracing the pain, logging the manifestations, what was happening and then moved on to not resisting it or fighting. Instead just accept it like a message. Feelsee into it to perceive what its saying. Once he got a handle on his energetics the relief came quick and suddenly he was moving with a far higher degree of freedom than he’d known for a minute because there is an immediate and dramatic resonance between the mind and flesh. Thing is, like a balloon, once its been blown up and stretched it can’t shrink back to its original limits and thus doesn’t fit within the box it had been conditioned to sit.
This I call the Reality Tunnel and we all dig using the shovel of inherited ignorance. Very few question the intent of where its headed, for what reason, who furnished these tools and thrust them into our grip as they instructed us to keep shoveling like our life depended on it. To many it actually does. They are like sharks in that respect and to stop is to become dead as they need to keep the motion going as it brings an odd sense of comfort. The preacher was like this and when he noticed the shift and improvement in one of his congregation he quickly chalked it up to the prayers and well wishes they’d all been sending him. The man rose, bashfully, and said he was feeling much better and appreciated the good energy and it was only after when they were talking that he started to reveal the details of our meeting and things he’d been thinking since as his entire view of the world began to shift.
Religion is a business, first and foremost, which is why the collection plate is a thing. People don’t like to lose customers or market share which may bring a threat to coming generations as its all quite competitive. Fear not for they have many strings and a variety of arrows as well to ensure you bow you head and keep on keeping on. “My child, it is your families wish and fondest tradition. Why on Earth would you talk and think like this? This man must be very, very wicked” he said.
“No, but he isn’t. Listen before we even spoke I thought he was a Christian as I heard him lecturing on the topic of the Kingdom and how everything is within and chasing outside is the illusion that brings no solutions”. “And is he?” the preacher asked, wondering quietly who was muscling in on his act. “No, he said he’s read many texts but isn’t able to vibe with them fully to any depth or level of innerstanding that makes any practical sense and thus makes his own way and shares his findings with all who’ll listen”.
That is how they washed up on my doorstep, ready to hand out some fire and brimstone for the disrespect and questions that sprouted up from a rekindled Inner Sense that was now being rapidly suppressed as this kind of thinking can be dangerous to the rest.
This is why I said that true spirituality, in the practical sense, is a lonely process because many around you will detest your growth and freedom as they wish to pull you back to the familiar zone of discomfort they know, in that box they expect you to sit as you merrily sing and dig your Reality Tunnel just as they said. “After all, its tradition” they say as the drunken preacher rocks and sways under the influence of a totally different kind of spirit. Thing is, a gram of natural intelligence, when it hits, can obliterate kilos and kilos of inherited ignorance because the buzz of Inner Sense speaks for itself in the original dialect of energetics that is innate to all human beings before the spells and rites of language does their thing and twists you up from within via the algorithm which really is a kind of magic.
From then its only a question of “When?” that the body will follow suit and this manifests as all types of injury and sickness along with a myriad symptoms of ill health. Pills and potions promise solutions, none of which will stick and the side effects are often worse than the problem itself.
I once watched a flick in which some people were following these monkeys around the jungle. There was this little one that was quite impish and always pushing the limits by treading on the tigers tail just to see what happens and his antics were exceedingly amusing as he was overflowing with vigor and vim. Then he lost his grip, fell out of a tree and hit the ground with a yelp. The mother chimp was distraught and rushed to grab him as she yelled out commands at her kids who scampered off through the jungle. One came back with leaves, another some bark freshly ripped and a third with some berries. She set about chewing them in a way most intense then spitting them into the leaf and pressing them to where it was hurting before scooping her baby up and holding her close to him.
The camera team watched and noted as the monkey made a quick return to form and was soon doing what he did with reckless abandon so they went and grabbed samples of the things they used. Much to their surprise one was an analgesic and the other increased blood flow and when chewed to release what is within the leaf that was heated via her flesh ensured the nutrients penetrated her kid as she nursed him back to health.
How did they know this?
Natural intelligence.
The same force which makes mighty tree grow from a small acorn is present within. I call it Inner Sense. Thing is the System specializes in arresting its development and then selling you a million and one things in an attempt to mask its absence.
You don’t have to take my word for it. You can try what I said for yourself and take your own steps on the Path of Power to see what happens because the results speak for themselves as they are palpably felt with a familiar newness. This is the whole second nature vs prime state thing and why the world is how it is because people are conditioned via their inheritance that just keeps getting bigger and bigger with each passing generation until most cling to it like a drowning man does a brick, little realizing that by simply letting go and centering himself he could swim out of the seas of ignorance via the use of his natural intelligence.
Till we meet again
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