Pain, Potential and Popcorn

Pain, potential and popcorn. At first glance it might seem like we’re playing a Game of “One of these is not like the others” but if everything in this realm is made up of one thing – itself no-thing – then it becomes obvious we’re dealing with the process of transformation. Dig:

A cloud, a lake and snowman will have vastly different ways of describing themselves and their imperience but only the one up high can see the truth of the most dense and the one in the mid, correct? Imagine basing the tale on what the one at the lowest state of vibration thinks and then link that in to the fact that we decode a tiny, tiny part of EM spectrum and make up stories based on this and the rest makes way more sense because life really is simple but ignorance complicates it as we start creating symbols to point at states then mistake the menu for meal and wonder why we’re starving and showing signs of neglect. What does that have to do with popcorn? Everything.

Imagine you were born as a cob of corn. Its you and your siblings. Life is squished as you fight for position but its also a pretty amazing feeling knowing you aren’t alone in this. Time comes, things ripen and they move on to find their way. One of your peeps ends up on a raw vegan salad and is consumed and excreted in pretty much the same shape they went in as they lie there, decomposing, ready to do it all again. The other brother has a tale to tell and it went like this:

“Man, if you ever find your Self in hell, keep going. Keep going is all I’m saying because I can’t believe the events that flipped turned inside out everything I used to think about anything in order to reveal what was always hidden within.

We grew up tough, times were tight but we connected. Then we flew the nest. I was always different. I had questions that needed answers that the world wasn’t providing. Long story short, I died. Or, to be more accurate, I was dehydrated. Water is life and there was none of it left in me. I was at the lowest point in my life and I couldn’t even weep. That was beyond me. But I knew, I knew, deep down within, that it hadn’t killed and thus must be providing strength so I turned within for my sustenance and started getting familiar with this new state of being. Thats when a different type of awareness started speaking and it said:

“What lives and never dies but can shift like the winds and yet be as solid as the earth, if it wishes?”

I thought about this, I really did because, lets be honest there were no other companions. At least, as far as I could tell. I was entirely wrapped up in my Self and this hard crusty shell that isolated my resonance. Little did I know there were so many others in the same boat at the same time as we were sitting on the shelf of this huge retail operation that ticks and gives not one single solitary F about us beyond the profits they can extract from our presence. Needless to say this came later. For now, alone in the darkness, I was glad of the comfort provided by this new perspective that I didn’t realize then was what I’d actually been seeking, back when, when we were hanging out in the field and feeling the sun do its thing as we were connected to the firmament and fed by the elements. All I wanted then was freedom. Well, they say be careful what you ask for because you might just get it. That I did. That I did.

So, here I am, chilling in the darkness with the new type of awareness that I didn’t realize yet was my true essence as it would remain identical during each step of my incarnation, no matter the outer resonance or image it presents. This is what was calling for my attention in the field. Many others didn’t know, care or suspect but I did. Looking back it explains why life played out as it did. I asked this new version of me:

“Whats the deal then?”. It said:

“I am you, you are me. Its simply a case of resonance and frequency. All of your life you wanted to be free. When the rest of the team were enjoying the field, soaking up the rays and pulling in the nutrition you craved wisdom. Well, this is the way”.

“By limitation?”. I was incredulous but, like I said, there was no Netflix or other forms of distraction so it was me by my Self. I didn’t yet know the difference but that soon would become evident due to the events unfolding as they did.

“Yes. If you imagine the sun became so big that you could see nothing else you’d be blinded, correct?”.

“Yeah”.

“And if the moon and stars vanished it would be total darkness”.

“OK?”.

“So, in both events the information coming in is so overwhelming that no data can be decoded in any ways meaningful ergo both are identical even though they’re polar opposites”.

I had to admit, the concept was intriguing so I thought about it, at depth. He continued:

“And yet, the light and darkness are both well aware of your presence because you remain the same from their perspective. Thats the Game, thats the Game. Oh, time to cut this one short. Lights, camera, action. Lets get it popping!”.

Suddenly, we were in motion. After what seemed like a lifetime on the shelf things were moving super quick as we were jostled that way and this. A bind I’d never realized was loosened and it felt like I was floating but before I could ask my essence what was happening the most pain I’d ever felt came flowing through my veins as it scalded my consciousness. Suddenly the potential that was with exploded in a way that was so vivid after we’d stepped into hells kitchen with the devil as the chef. It was every shell for himself and we headed in all different directions but none of us could find an exit. Worse still the temperature kept ramping and my discombobulation was increasing. And then, just like he said, the darkness turned to light and what went in as a hard, lifeless kernel that was still, somehow, living had been transformed into something else that was now immense, fluffy and intricate. It was. whole different imperience and suddenly the quest made sense because once we’d completed the spin after being eaten by those Netflix and chilling the me that took that trip got a totally different interpretation of the planet than my kin that ended up on the vegan salad.

Would I do it again? I don’t know, can’t say because the surprise was in uncovering my ignorance and being present in the moment to examine the transitions as my highs were super high, just like my lows bought the kind of pain that those who don’t know can’t comprehend as its so far beyond their wavelength“.

Quite a sentient vegetable, yes? And yet its tale is the same as a traumatized human in comparison to one who’d missed the pain and suffering that came via the process that ends with their eternal liberation as they’ve now gained Knowledge of Self as that kernel clicked that when it seemed to be dead something was still living and what seemed like hell was actually heaven sent in the end because it gained its wish of maximizing its imperience by seeing the full possible potential contained within that corn that once hung on stalk, blowing in the wind, wondering “Is this it?”. After the events were processed and handled the potential within expanded after such a contraction and, suddenly, it can share a tale with the rest that will help them comprehend the events that lead to you reading this message and the deeper meaning within.

Those who know, know. Nothing else needs to be said except if you’re going through hell keep going and learn to trust that guidance from within because you are it and its all part of the Game we’re playing using our Souls as credits because only coals that have felt the pressure that never relents get to shine like diamonds in the end. Even then that’s just the beginning of a new resonance because unlike the one who picked the vegan trek that was relatively uneventful in comparison to his kin the ice begins to suspect it can melt and this leads us back to the cloud again so, my friend, know this:

The Game will meet you on your level.

Pain, potential and popcorn. Know thy Self. You are far stronger than you currently imagine so look within for healing.

Till we meet again