Who Do You Think You Are?

Do you Know who you are? Better yet lets back up a step and start with the basics as predicated upon your imperience:

Who do you think you are?

What did you say? A name? A race? A face from a space thats seen this and that like a cat in a hat hit with a baseball bat? Press people on most of these and they’ll soon run out of steam when they’ve beamed past various sets of beliefs and then the real speaks:

“I don’t Know”.

That you don’t, that you don’t. Good because that brings space for growth and when you step into the darkness (in your quest for enlightenment) it suddenly makes sense why most peoples Self Knowledge is akin to walking to the door of wisdom then knocking, whilst standing on a mat that reads “Welcome”, before sprinting back to the hills of ignorance (their own little zone of discomfort) with no answers from within as their fear told them to run like the wind. So they did. From one life to the next. Let me put it to you like this:

If we strip it all back to the basics and do a Be Kind, Rewind whilst living we have you stepping into this realm, wailing, into the arms of a mother who was pregnant for nine months in which your unfinite awareness was dipped in flesh in order to interact with this realm. I know, that can sound a bit metaphysic to those who haven’t stepped on the Path you create by walking but go with it for a minute and think:

What if you were born a thousand years hence? What about now but to the opposite gender, different parents and somewhere else? What if they were atheist, devout scientists or reverently religious? How about if you were super poor or filthy rich? Seen as gods gift and praised for everything or the devils incarnate that was sexually abused and beaten before you’d said a thing? What then? What remains constant in all of these equations? What is the same and never changes yet, for each one of these variables, produces a different outcome in the end depending on how they relate to it?

The Witness.

You are welcome to reality test this and see if I’m just BSing with this simple hypothesis:

The you in dreams is often vastly different to the one that lives, yes? There is, however, something that remains constant.

The Witness.

If you’ve ever taken a heavy trip or some form of dissociative you’ll attest that there comes a time when the old frame melts and you are just an isness going about its business and the flesh is irrelevant. You can also imperience this state with certain practices that may or may not involve pushing your body to the limits. The same happens at the gateways of sleep and waking which are known as the hypnagogic and pompic which, should you wish, you can pimp and expand your wavelength. “How? Do tell?” said the one reading whilst making notes with a pen of their own observations. Simple:

Grab a chair that you can lean in thats quite comfortable and take one spoon, metal, and a plate upon which to clang. Hold that in your hand whilst repeating a thought in your head that you want answered as you start drifting. Eventually the penny drops and brings you back to your senses and with it often come some hints that can be most interesting. Another one is when you get into bed, lie flat on your back instead. Tense your whole body on an in breath for as long as you can handle then slowly, so slowly let go of both the air and the grip. Do this a couple more times and just lay there, chilling. At some point you’ll get a prod which says, without speaking:

“Turn over, time for bed“.

At first it will catch you unawares because you’ve had a lifetime of training to go with the grain and thus it will make you grin in frustration at how smoothly your flesh can pimp your awareness. Eventually though the muscle you’ve been gaining with the above exercises will start flexing its strength and the signal comes once, twice and then again whilst you remain perfectly still. Bingo! Your body is asleep but your mind is buzzing. That can be most interesting. By the way, if you start panicking just set your intent to flex your toes and you’ll snap out of it. In this state why not play around with your imagination and see what kicks? Another one is when you get up remain perfectly still, don’t move and inch or shift anything. Try, with effortless skill, to keep the phase of brainwave oscillation you’re in the same for an extended period. This too can be quite amazing as you are literally in two realms in the same instance. What is constant through all of this?

The Witness.

Say hello to your little friend! Also, you may as well check the Opponent in your head that talks by that voice nearly all Slaves Thunk is them. After this it will appear ludicrous because your own imperience will attest:

“How the hell can I be it when I’m obviously that which listens?“.

Ain’t that something? Now read this article back again and ponder the Be Kind, Rewind effect and tell me:

Are you still certain you are whatever you thought you were or is there another variable announcing its presence after being hidden beneath layers upon layers of conditioning and mass hypnosis that teaches you to look anywhere but within? Congratulate your Self for awakening the Warrior within because one thing I can assure you is that things will never be the same again once you gain that wisdom as its like having a volume switch for many of lives things that you previously reacted to but now, thanks to the gift of Knowledge, flip the anagram and create moves instead. Thats the Game, my friend, thats the Game and you either play or get played because whilst most are here to get laid, paid or make the world a better place there are a handful of us that intend to escape from this life sentence in the flesh and never come back again. Don’t, for one moment, think that happens after death because, like dreaming, you’ve got become attuned to the unfinite in order to comprehend the depth of this illusion whilst living.

Seen from this lens the race wars, gender issues and the rest are pure delusion because you simply are not it. Never have been, never will. In many ways thats as dim as thinking actors live in the TV set and aren’t handed a script which is edited and presented to shape perceptions which go on to exert a great influence. And yet, people fall for the bait. One generation after the next as they delve into a state of hypnosis that often matches the exact Reality Tunnel their parents did dig and those before them as well as their children. This is why only 8% are capable of doing the Knowledge. Some of them may have been born into hell that made them trust nothing and look with a suspicious lens, others may have kept the flame of curious intent burning in their chest (no matter how much the System tried to extinguish it) whilst a few got there with drugs, introspection or a brush with death. Get in where you fit in, playa, there is only one Path at the end and it starts in your head then connects to your chest with a familiar newness that I call Inner Sense that causes the wings of your imagination to unfold, one again, and that is the ticket out of this realm just like it was when you stepped in. Moonwalking, in other words. Side note, have you ever noticed that every single culture on the planet has daze of the week named after gods which are linked to planets? I wonder what that could mean? By the way, the spelling was correct because Warriors don’t have those rites in their lexicon which is why we call a twenty four period a raise (or rays) but yet and still they slipped in “raze” as well in an attempt to undo your progress which is why the first five in a Strength and the whole one sixty eight period a Strengthened. Pretty slick how even there they slipped a double meaning in but when you Know what you’re speaking its a different wavelength as words are weapons and thoughts are things in this realm.

Remember this and you’ll do well because its all about reversing your conditioning which, by its very nature, is temporal and thus ephemeral as a fart in the wind in the grand scheme of things because you are unfinite awareness – without beginning or an end – that is currently lost in the whirlwind of the Third Dimension playing the Game of Souls on its hardest level where one can win the biggest win – freedom, in every sense – or go along with the rest and focus your optics on whatever carrot they said you should be chasing. Are you a donkey or a noble steed? Lets be real, speak to me because you knew the truth the moment these glyphs hit your awareness but that same conditioned voice from within won’t let most admit they’ve been tricked and pimped by a System that clipped their wings, back when. Its OK. Birds raised in cage think flying is a sickness because the BS they accept will brook no discussion which is why one must be willing to critically examine all they hold sacred as well as the mundane as well. Before you complain that sounds like a trek I want you to recollect that each that steps in does this as standard equipment. All of this immense voltage was then redirected in order to keep up the distraction you call being human as each year brings more conditioning and gets more uncomfortable, like the Princess and Pea but flipped as your real Self is hidden under so many mattresses of ignorance that most people have their nose pressed up agains the ceiling of deception and dare not look down as they fill days till they’re dead before getting mindwiped and slammed back in the flesh for another spin.

The Game of Souls has you, my friend.

Till we meet again