The Thirst for More

Imagine being thirsting for a sip and then staring at an image of a tall, cool glass of water being reflected and then trying to drink this. Sounds like a fools errand, yes? After all if you can see the reflection why not just go direct to the real thing that can supply all that you are needing?

That, ladies and gentlemen, is the underlying drive of the digital generation laid bare and explicit. Go ahead, examine it, its what motivates the entire social media phenomenon and why things feel like this because people are so engaged in imagine building and projection they made the illusion real and thus die of thirst within whilst attempting to look very well hydrated.

The question is why the disconnect? Why are people so alienated from Self that they willingly engage in such foolishness that grips most of the planet and refuses to relent. That said, consider this:

A hunter rests on the plains, looking for a way to trace some running water to ease his dryness when he spots some baboons running around and thinks “Time for one of my old tricks” as its far less effort. See, he knows they like salt almost as much as life itself so he fashions a trap where its placed within so the baboon can grip it but can’t extract his fist when gripped. What do you think happens when he sees the hunter coming? Thats right he’s paralyzed with indecision because to let go means losing that which brings him so much joy with its crystalline gleam soon to pump around his blood stream, whilst the presence of man the causes ramping anxiety due to the threat which means he’s in quite a quandary. The hunter grabs him easily, locks him up and gives him as much salt as he wishes and waits till the thirst kicks in. Its at this point he lets him go and follows him to the spring and they both drink their fill.

You are the primate in this, the salt represents the web and the hunter is big techs interests that are designed to drive the hooks further in and influence your inner realm in ways both subtle and Self evident. Also, like the baboon you posses a far greater and more natural intelligence than you suspect. Consider how the hunter had to go through all of this to find water because he lacks that Inner Sense that a purportedly lower order of being can still access and it offers an immense hint as to what happened in previous levels of the Game of Souls to place us in this predicament because nothing exists in isolation and those chapters have been edited from public recollection as the implications are too big for the linearly obsessed that never suspected we’re the dregs of those who came before them and had a wildly different innerstanding that was able to encode an exact scale model of the world and solar system into a stone edifice that has stood generally ignored and undeciphered since someone remodeled its appearance and obfuscated the myths.

Such should be Self evident as there stands something we can’t replicate with current tech ergo these purported primitives must’ve been way ahead of us in some respect. Interesting, isn’t it, that when they embalmed their dead the heart was preserved whilst the brain was ejected. That it in itself should offer a massive hint as to the nature of the shift that happened between now and then as well as a signpost to the way back home as all are Adulterated in this realm and thus divorced from the purity of Inner Sense until they do the Knowledge required to cleanse the influence of the System from their awareness which leads them to Thunk they are, in totality, a carbon based vehicle that is a linked into a complex web of taxes and remuneration along with various other fanciful things that all have in common one thread:

All are externally defined and imprint within. Consider the process and you’ll realize why on one end of the spectrum you’ve got those who’ve been on the planet for a few decades and find their glow dimmed give birth to children who are the embodied nature of radiance and then force them to become restricted just like them. The child grows, is Adulterated and then repeats the same process again. Never once do they think “I was born happy, free and confident and now am stressed, overwhelmed and anxious“. Instead by their behavior and acceptance of the System they think “I know life sucks but I won’t tell my kids this, instead I’ll let the world pour in what to Thunk and slowly they’ll get to the place where I sit and wonder what the point of all this is but sit quietly and bear it with a false grin”. Seems weird seeing it in print, yes? After all such thoughts are usually expressed in secret or with friends after a few drinks. The simple truth of all this is we are born to die to ourselves on this level, this stage called the Valley of the Plebs as we’re far, far from the peak experiences I previously mentioned and yet at the moment of incarnation, our default state of unprogrammed awareness is entirely present and correct, fully functioning and connected to it Self and thus everywhen. Its this division which is a hallmark of the System and to hide this it introjects a vast amount of concepts which then became sacred and unponderable as they are, in effect, the curtain behind which the man pretending to be a divine being sits and issues his edicts. Most are petrified at the implications of facing this because they then extend out into the nature of this realm. “The Game of Souls is what?” you then can’t help but think, once you’ve gotten over your limited concept of (false) self, as we are – if nothing else – pattern recognition machines that are designed to weave together a narrative from the pieces present in a way that makes sense and assists us in navigating our environment.

In all that I’ve said there is one simple message that I will render explicit:

If we learned from the children and built an environment to champion them instead of placing them into the hands of the System and its institutional extensions we could change the world within two generations. All of our problems are due to previous events that we carry forward and project ergo our seeds inherit that which their parents didn’t cleanse and this web extends back when to the moment people en masse on this planet experienced immense shifts. Like I said, the Game in its very nature is quite hostile and unforgiving and you’ll Witness all of this again as we’re coming to a false ascent where this fallen, degraded form of consciousness will be hitched to silicon instead of carbon and thus the “next generation” will be something far different than we’ve ever known in this realm. Plato (or someone using his name) spoke of this when he mentioned man with eight limbs, rolling that way and this as it described a truth couched in poetic license. You’ll recognize it when it happens as its always many from one on the descent. One from many when rising.

You can consider it like the Game is breathing out and in and within this sits your existence as well as the awareness of all the playas caught up in it. Some of the breaths are full, nourishing and sustaining that old cultures called the Golden Era as all needs and desired were filled and problems were minimal. Then its like a swift jog kicked in and there is a bit more effort needed in all of this. The memories of the Golden Hour are still present and correct but they need people who are motivated to maintain this as it takes a bit of effort from the collective as opposed to being spoon fed like previous generations. Soon enough that too shall shift as the message becomes distorted across swathes of time so immense that languages shift, people move that way and this as well as the nature of rigidity expressed by men who wish to exert as much power and influence over those under them. The Bronze times are here and by your sweat do you earn your Self meaning effort and cremation via a daily form of voluntary immolation – if you decode the script. Life seems to feel like a punishment and the breaths are thin and ragged but there is still a sense of rhythm. Some keep the legends ticking but they lack the frame of reference and no inner coherence to decode the deeper topics of what was once Self evident as they lack that vital connection beyond this realm and replaced it instead with something dead and unliving as opposed to fluid and shining. By this I mean their own internal concepts as a hallmark of this stage is that power and influence are the true coin of the realm and people fight it out amongst themselves to exert their rule of others – be it within family institutions, work, politics, religion and everything else as well because its all tainted by the same drive that attempts to fill the nagging emptiness within that people don’t acknowledge and thus charges on unquestioned.

Next come the times of lead when the breath of life is almost terminal. Just when they thought it could get no worse it did and the collective made its descent into a darkness which would entirely eclipse the highpoint of their civilization. Mankind, in his arrogance, became less human and more hubris. Totally disconnected, petrified from within. A stranger not only to others but themselves as well. This paves the way to all kinds of wickedness in which the crops are squeezed till their pips complain at the treatment but no one does a thing. Know why? Because that which you’re expecting to come help is already present and correct but needs you to reactivate deeper aspects of your Self by realizing the nature of the ignorance masquerading as wisdom which was poured into your head via the System so that you’d fit into the designs it set before you’d even stepped in. Like I said, its all connected and one must remove the cultural lens to see the programming and then once your vision is authentic you can expand your scope and the rest comes into focus. In effect you are now breathing manually. I said:

YOU ARE NOW BREATHING MANUALLY.

Amazing, isn’t it? A few squiggles made an impression on your awareness and you’re suddenly Self regulating your respiration. Makes you think doesn’t it? These letters and numbers. First of all what is a “Letter” and a “Number”? Why don’t we ponder this? See, the strange thing about the English language is that one sound can have ten meanings which are always implicit in anything said. Ergo to “Earn a Living” can be what you think as well as the gradual and incremental cremation of the living potential of a human being engaged in what the System built to ensure his disconnection from his inner realms which is redirected instead at the more pressing business of living and sustaining themselves on a planet where paying attention is one expense they can’t afford when it comes to Self Knowledge. Hence Slaves, like I said. Think about this next time you feel the sensation within that you’re wasting your existence running around paying bills hoping something happens to allow your dreams to come to fruition as you look at the dead potential, returned to dust which then begins to fill the urn which sits in pride of place on your mantle with your cremated hopes and wishes until all that remains is a fragment of what you originally came with that goes through the motions of existence until that too is dead. You are being murdered in increments but are too numb to yelp or do anything about the process because the System will not allow you to Thunk of this from the preset options it pressed into your nascent consciousness, back when.

Go an look up the world mantle and how many ways it applies in the context of what I just said then next time you’re feeling this process you’ll have some newfound gnosis of Self and be “Ah yes, so this is what it feels like as they urn the living” because then you can do something about it instead of being a Victim of ignorance in whom the Game of Souls poured a script and they carry out without questioning the intent of who dressed the set or what their true role is in all of this. Those are things that come when one is defined by Self, from within and not external imposition via the System.

To recap it goes a little something like this:

Humans comes in various forms of expression. Lets say our current state, as evidenced by a world filled with bloodshed and hatred, is a heady mix of silver, bronze and lead. The child who steps in is pure unAdulterated golden luminance which is evidenced by their presence, happiness and all round Inner Sense which they exhibit freely without conditioning or education needed. The System is what is designed to add things to their mix to make them fit in aka Adulteration as, piece by piece, their purity and glow dims so they become another brick in the wall in this world which is currently lit via the false illumination of tech. That tech is what will be used to sift the gold back into the mix via small increments that influence the awareness of those caught up in the Game of Souls as the new cycle begins. We’re currently living within the foundations and upon the rubble of this shall be built the age of transition after the current eras destruction which is coming, sooner than you’d expect. What’s so interesting about this can be proved with a little experiment. I want you to take a look at these two words and assign the one that feels good and which one seems wicked, ready?

Most in the West would’ve went “Well Deva is like Devil” and that automatically makes them link Asura with Angel even though there is a difference. The subconscious works like this as Patterns are its thing. Now, I say that to say this:

The gods of a previous age become the Devils of the next. Between these two poles do Slaves swing as they’re designed to keep you out of your mid and thus not Centered within. Way before Christianity did its thing the Asuras were divine being in the Vedic religion and their Opponents the Devas quite wicked. Now, its interesting that the birth of monotheistic thinking flipped these roles as they will again because if I show you this:

What associations are conjured within? Well, know this, your grandchildren’s grandchildren will be riding the silicon goat with the widest of grins and they won’t even remember or hold dear a fragment of what you think just like you know naught about your own heritage beyond a few generations of programming. Like I said, the rubble of one is the foundation of the next and most people live and die without examining the strata of Self but we just went off on another tangent as all threads are interconnected in the tapestry I present so we’ll refer back to this as and when we progress in this, which is arguably the main quest, the search for Self and with it the deeper meaning of this realm. Consider this:

If what you Thunk you know about what you think you know worked as well as you suspected you wouldn’t be reading this. The very fact that you’re decoding this message means there is a part of you that suspects all of which I’ve spoken, even if its never made explicit, as it sits and ticks in your subconscious wondering why the Adulterated aspect of itself doesn’t listen and, in my words, finds a Witness as supporting resonance saying something fascinating that is literally at the heart of all this. It is what makes us human and its also whats used against us at this stage of the Game we’re playing by inserting our Souls as credits. All I am offering is my perspective and innerstanding that leads me to think with a golden awareness as I endeavor to remove the filters and limits on my perception that were placed in via the System and its adherents hell bent on conditioning what was once free flowing innerG into something stagnant and regulated instead. The end result of this alchemical process this is nothing less than transcendence. Put it simply, ask your Self this:

If you could be wildly successful, globally lxved, powerful and rich yet your internals stay exactly how they are at this moment. Meaning:

Your outer world would shift dramatically but inner level of awareness would remain identical so you would still be “You”, except now rich and famous. On the flip you can have this:

Outside nothing changes. If you’re overweight, broke and stressed trying to hold down two jobs with three kids and always worried about the bills you’ll still have these problems. What will be different, however, is this – From this instance till the moment you depart this realm you’ll have the full radiance, embodiment and creative spark you did as a kid. In effect you’ll be fully grown but not Adulterated meaning you will approach everything with the same sense of wonder, discovery and openness you did as when a kid.

Which one would you pick? Why? Ask your Self. What do you really hope to accomplish? Which one do you think will bring lasting dividends? Upon initial glance a lot choose to be rich because they Thunk it will solve everything but then when they ponder this and how there is no inner shift it all seems a bit hopeless. Its a little like this:

You see something. Its expensive. Its desirable and hot. Everyone wants it. You can’t afford it. You decide, nonetheless, you will get it and thus save, curtail how you spend and raise some extra dividends. Your imagination races at what people will think, how you’ll feel when sporting this shiny new accroutement as your heart starts beating faster and faster in anticipation until you’ve finally got enough to go an spend to bring in this much desired acquisition. You can barely sleep and even though the rest at night was thin you rise full of vigor and vim and head off, first thing, to go and treat yourself. You rush to store, savor the full retail experience and with an air of feigned nonchalance behind which drips sheer unbridled enthusiasm you feel yourself standing at the brink of something that feels a lot like completion. “This, this” you Thunk “Is what I’ve been searching for since I came to this planet. This is the difference that will make all the difference” and with a step filled with spring you exit the premises, clutching your new possession, so full of hope and promise.

You know what happens next, yes? The thrill lasts for a few days, a week, month at best before the object you once coveted and flaunted is now thrown on a pile with the rest and you’ve got a new script running around in your head of what to get next. “This one really is it, I can feel it, its different. If I just put a little more effort in…” goes the Thunking as the same old chunks spin along a new conveyor belt instead.

This is what I mean about the inner world won’t shift if you pick the option to be rich. This Pattern, this process, with which most are familiar in this realm will accompany you then as it does now until you are dead should you pick that option. On the flip lets look at the stressed, broke, single parent who can barely pay her bills:

For the first time in a long time she feels fully rested and rose before the alarm could sing, before the wailing kids complaining about “She did this” or the noise of neighbors arguing or any one of a zillion things. She comes to awareness and is lying in her bed and smiling. She doesn’t notice the grin as she’s not doing it. Its actually happening as a side effect due to the levels of innerG flowing within. She knows not what it is except that its familiar in its newness. “Something has happened” she thinks as she notices the shift and sees its sticking as she felt this might be some kind of afterglow from the dream as she springs out of bed with an invigorated presence. “Hmm, interesting” she notes as she usually drags herself from her pit and trudges to the kitchen to sip the first of many caffeinated beverages before dealing with the kids.

Today something is different. She wants neither this nor the cigarette which usually accompanies this. She goes to wake the kids. “Come on sleepy head, quickly get dressed. We’re going adventuring!” she says to them and they need no more motivation as they’re always up for this. “It’s Six AM” she thinks “Yeah, we can fit it in” she says as she bundles the kids into the car and shifts down the road to the beach in rapidly eroding darkness. They pull up to the beach and its deserted. The sunrise is just about to creep in. For the next forty five minutes the family runs that way and this on this crisp and brisk journey to the edge of their continent as they are wrapped up warm with their sense of contentment and shared presence then its back home with a quickness. “Right, you lot. Upstairs, shower and rinse off that sweat and all the sand as well whilst I prepare breakfast”. The kids, still totally thrilled by this random adventure, happily acquiesce as they are filled with a sense of happiness they didn’t know they missed as they too realize things are now different. This is the trickle down effect.

Downstairs she beats the eggs with a flourish and thinks of all the ways its possible to nourish children and how little things like what they did are most important and with this they are fed, dressed and dropped off at their places of education. She picks up the phone and calls into both jobs and asks her friends to fill in for her on both shifts as she’s taking a much needed vacation and proceeds, for the first time in a long time, to have a day to her Self. That is where her story begins, I’ll let you imagine what happens next but know this:

From that moment on until the day she departs this planet everything within is Witnessed with the same level of presence as she did as a kid. That means the same level of creative expression, the same full bodied sensations of awareness, the same curiosity and strong will as well as the natural confidence that each child brings to this realm.

What do you think happens next? For how long do you think she’ll be stuck in the predicament she had been previously facing and saw no escape beyond a winning lottery ticket? Not long, I’d bet. There is simply too much creative potent percolating in that instant for her not to take advantage of whatever is present and turn it into something else. After all, imagination is the key to this and if there is one thing we all inherit as kids is its gift. How sadly such things are put away when the Adulteration kicks in and yet most people don’t get how the nature of the web they’re trapped in is woven from the self same thing. Meaning:

Money. What is it? Its a piece of paper. A bio survival ticket that means if you don’t have it you’ll be miserable as you need it to do anything. But what is it if not a figment of your imagination, get it? If the whole world believes its worth something as a stand alone metric then it is. Thats why the process to print it is called “Fiat”. You should look up the meaning. In the child this imagination is a train, in and of itself. The tracks its runs on are built by intent and there is no beginning or end for where it can go thundering or zip with quiet efficiency because its all happening within. To the Adulterated they are still seeing the same thing except now the tracks are built in a loop which constantly feeds upon itself and the train is drawing carriages of baggage along with it which are ever increasing. Standing there, sweating, constantly shoveling coal in is the masked aspect of you which is now enslaved by imagination instead of mastering it, like it once did before the indoctrination that squared off their heads and disconnected them from their chests and resonance beyond this realm. Behind them stands fear and obedience cracking a whip telling them to “Keep up, we have targets and expected performance” otherwise its the end of the road for them.

That is most peoples existence. Including those who picked “I’d be famous, powerful and rich”. These drives are taking place within their subconscious as that is where the Patterns were inserted, way back when, via the Systems Concentration Camp wing. The single mother with three kids intuited this as she was sitting at her desk in the kitchen wondering about the shift she’d experienced as the contrast was still fresh in her head. “So, not only was I the train, the tracks, the coal and shoveling. I was also the conductor, busy whipping myself. Ha! What an idiot” she thinks as her awareness takes it all in. Her curiosity wishes to probe aspects of herself that were previously off limits due to a new found flexibility and sense of friendship within that resonates throughout her presence because of the overflowing glow which stems from her reawakened Inner Sense.

That, in a nutshell, is the difference between being externally rich and internally poor. Life via the System won’t tell you this because it needs the emptiness as something to fill because then it can make you a Victim and sell you almost anything as long as it offers either a promise of distraction, acceptance or salvation. People will line up for this and pay any price they’re asking. This is the underlying drive of status symbols and why anyone you know who is branded from top to tip is actually totally insecure because the truth often flips lies their whims and actions to keep the truth hidden and, in this case, uses the prestige of another like scaffolding to reinforce a weakened concept of self. Once again, most would rather perish than admit this and this is why they are Slaves and thus create the same for their kids because they shall mimic whats present due to the principle of resonance. Like a radio set, yes?

Moving back to the single parent who, taking advantage of her day off, decided to get a massage and then think about this gift she’s been given and how best to apply it. What do you think the implications are for the rest of her existence? Do you think if you checked back in in a few months thing would be as they’ve been or is it easy to see there would be a shift, quite dramatic. Not only that, what are the implications for her children? Now being raised with one in sync with their Inner Sense of aliveness as she is no longer deadened to the present moment by pulling those carriages full of baggage as her train of thought whips around the same predictable circuit in her head as she tries to stay one step ahead of its ever increasing threat of derailment and suffering. Once you become aware of the System and what it did you can dismantle these things because they only exist in your imagination and that is unfinite. The limitations placed on this are both the cause and solution to your problems and this, even if it seems like I’m laboring, is what I meant when I said the rich and powerful option won’t bring inner shifts. Sure, with that deal you’ll be able to indulge your whims, buy all manner of trinkets, soak up the adulation and praise that people can’t wait to tip into your ears as they gratefully Witness your presence that appears above them but inside you’ll feel then as exactly as you always have since the Adulteration won’t shift.

That is all you can win if you play this level of the Game of Souls as thats all its offering. On the flip, should we delve into ourselves and choose another method of interacting with our consciousness, well, then it becomes a quest to find limits that don’t exist and the spiral continues to spin until we collectively embody a higher state of awareness aka alchemy in the flesh. Flipping to gold from lead or sifting the water from the milk as you return to your essence by questioning the narrative as well as that voice in your head that has been directing your consciousness with its seemingly never ending suggestions.

This is whats at stake. This is whats happening at this instant inside the metaphysics and physics of most Souls trapped in this realm. This is the Game of Souls. It can be a slice of heaven or a personal chunk of hell. Its literally all in your head but your awareness isn’t something generated by your flesh nor does it end with your carbon based presence. Think of it like this:

You breathe the same air and drink the same water as your ancestors did. The energies and blood that flows within your frame of embodiment is what you inherited from them whilst that which does Witness and brings its light to the darkness and allows the Game to project the various scenes you see unfolding in your head is the key to who you are – both in and out of this realm. Stop and think:

If the thoughts you see are an image you cannot be them, correct? How can you if you are that which looks at them? What you are, in effect, is not only the thought but the thinker and thinking as well. That offers a hint that this is a Game of three halves we’re within and why resonance is so important because without it you can fall Victim to very convincing illusions that only appear solid if you lack flexibility within to reality test what they’re offering. After that its obvious the whole globe is a large hollywood set and that makes one question the intent of the magical spells and who weaves them.

Don’t try and change the world. Simply shift your Self instead the outside will move to accommodate and then you’ll see, first hand, what is meant by walking the Path of Power as it all becomes Self evident. Then you begin to question the rest of the division and attempts to conquer whats within which leads us nicely to the nature of the Three Kingdoms over which you are the true sovereign but thats a future lesson so consider it as a hint because this is all a process of constant refinement I call Incremental Betterment. Removing the Adulterants of lead by alchemizing the gold within back to its true resonance.

Remember, the word can only offer more whips, more trains, more shoveling of coals as you loop a trip that takes you nowhere near where you wish because thats not the intent of those who built the System which colonized your awareness in order to propagate itself from one generation to the next. To regain your Inner Sense means you’ll soon see this all for what it is because then you are no longer doing but being instead as you examine your belief systems and various other things that were introjected as kids and then built upon an extended until you arrived at the place you now currently sit. Lost and disconnected from your Self then trying to make up for this thirst as you attempt to sip from a mirror reflecting a glass filled with the waters of Knowledge you’re seeking. All it takes is a little shift. All of the components are present and correct but its you who doesn’t see them like this because the nature of illusion is so very, very seductive. Especially when everyone else on the planet indulges in this and then builds the image that they sell to tell you they feel magnificent within but do any of them float down the street with a grin like the woman filled with Inner Sense who just left her massage appointment and treated herself for the first time since who knows when and found her Self struck with inspiration of what to do next as she remembered she liked writing as a kid and was imagining a Kingdom in which magic and spells were something taught to children. “Yes, I’ll call this a work of fiction because the Adulterated minds will reject that which is Self evident to the eyes of Inner Sense. After all they don’t get that when they place a collar on their necks with an inverted noose within and then tighten cuffs on their wrists that they are tacit admissions of the fact they are Slaves to things they don’t comprehend but propagate nonetheless”.

If you listen closely you can hear the train of thought they’re powering within whistle as they sweat, shoveling in the coal of their potential whilst being whipped and threatened as they drag along the carriages of emotional baggage that form their resistance to change anything because at least they feel safe with whats predictable. Like frogs in a kitchen, yes? Ignorance of this represents the hard problem as it has a tendency to render itself invisible as the System is exceedingly slick with its tricks when dividing the inner Kingdom of those currently ambulating around the planet wearing socially sanctioned shackles that none dare question. The once full of Inner Sense, now drained and drawn out. Spread thin, just trying to get by hoping a miracle happens in which they become rich, powerful and lxved but, like I said, you don’t need none of that to make that happen because its all built within your awareness. Go back and read it again, this time savoring the tangents which pop up inside your chest then percolate to your head as you start to become aware of the state of Centering and what it means to be in the Game but not of it – not built, not colonized and divided within as you sit sweating, under the whip, burning up the coals which are actually hints of the acres of diamonds upon which you sit and labor instead for a printed bio survival ticket designed only to suck you in further and further to a state of powerlessness and near total dependence upon a System that gives not one single, solitary F about you, your health or survival as its built simply to sell death and various other trinkets to all of the Souls who make an incursion in to this realm to Witness this level of the Game we’re playing by interesting our Souls as credits to wear the Earthday Suit which is draped around your unfinite awareness at this very moment.

Really ponder what I said and it will click what was meant that the fool dies of thirst when water is abundant because that represents over 81% of the planet.

Till we meet again