A Class With Two Teachers

Can you imagine you were sent to a boarding school, back when, in order to learn a lesson. There are only two teachers (but plenty of attendants) and class is always in session. Their rhymes and reasons, styles and methods couldn’t be more different. Between them they have a secret as both are vying for total domination of the System and thus the control of information as well as the rules and regulations.

One is bright, he shines with a light that fairly singes the eyes and is known to dazzle with appearances and proclamations that, in a roundabout way, always end up with the same underlying message:

“I’m great, look at me. Its OK, you can admit it. You want to be me”.

No matter what he says, spiritual or mundane, there is always an undercurrent of his competitive edge as he seeks to vanquish any form of opposition or threat to his reign. He has a loyal team of adherents that won’t hear a word said against him and a list of epithets that some suspect that he himself penned and placed into circulation in his desperate quest for adulation. He is fiercely jealous, even of his own students, because whilst he says he wants them to excel his methods reveal other forms of logic and woe betide anyone who outshines him as they will most certainly be expelled from the institution.

The other, on the flip, is total darkness that is wrapped in an impenetrable silence. If the formers classes are all theatricality and artfulness the latters can cause a lot of confusion which is actually the point, dig? I’ll let one of the crew fill you in:

“The hardest thing to perceive is that which is hidden beneath a thick layer of ignorance that has a chunky cloth of dread spread over it. That is, until you stub your toe on it at two AM and perceive the pain dancing through your system as you feel like cursing and yelling at the obstacle. Many don’t do this and simply fall over it instead, dust themselves off and get back on with the business of living like nothing happened. All of that probably makes no sense but then that is the aim as we’re talking about no thing which is, paradoxically, everything. Oh yes, I recollect a lesson that I gained not long after illumination that went like this:

What don’t you hear that makes listening possible?

The silence. Or, to be more accurate, the Psylense as this is the Self same thing you call imagination. Can you comprehend the simplistic depth of the message and how its subtlety is its strength as it creates and sustains the rest like that clown with his flash theatrics – noiZ, par excellence – who is scared to death of what we rep because when we step on the scene he’s reminded that his designs don’t mean a thing without that which sustains them”.

As you can probably tell this isn’t the usual type of educational establishment and yet, it is. There is an immense paradox to all of this because whilst this may be a simple tale that is being impressed in your awareness via the text and the web its actually totally representative of the fractal as the dark is the screen and light is the bits of information you’re picking. On a deeper level they are the one and zero that powers the tech as well what you call life and death which, to be more accurate are two parts of the same equation which is akin to breathing and this leads us back to music as its a huge performance of which you’re in the mid so its a question of resonance and the depth of your awareness. Many are blinded by the light and scared to death of the alternative but how many do you think comprehend that the fear they’re actually feeling belongs to another being influencing them?

If you lived to dance and sing but were asked to sit still and remain silent, do you think you could handle it? What about the opposite? In the end its only those who have mastered both ends of the spectrum that get to ascend and graduate from the establishment because the lesson that never ends is little more than spot the difference mixed in with hide and seek with a sprinkle of charades and countless mind Games. Expressed as this it makes perfect sense what the true meaning of “born in sin” is, yes? Also the intrinsic natures of women and men and pretty much everything else in this realm, all wrapped up in a simple GIF:

Some would claim the light side is how to win because it sure feels good to shine brighter than the rest plus the praise is effusive from the one at the head. Just remember to keep coloring in within the lines he set otherwise you might find your transition to a burnt offering upsets the plans you’d intended. Others say:

“These fools are easily amused and lack all skill and grace because the dread they fear of being erased and woken from their delusion to accept their true resonance from which all else came beyond the illusion they’re currently misidentified with is both in and of this realm and thus, by definition, limited by that which it dwells within but refuses to acknowledge”.

The strangest thing about this sect is the teacher herself says nothing and yet all is freely given, with no obligations. There is no dogma, no rigid script, no expectations and no formal test. You either get it or you don’t. Either persist or resist until it clicks that there is nothing else to push against other than your own ignorance in which case the huge blockage that rests in the darkness is revealed to be… nothing. Or, to be more precise, no thing. The moment you get this there is a glimmer of awakening and the effect of it is intoxicatingly sobering as one cannot help but laugh as they comprehend the depth of the Game as tears wet their face for those that will never raise their awareness to this rate. Some become consumed with their own consumption, which the other side encourages and the process itself is wildly tempting because the power of the void does shift into the seething energies of manifestation so its so easy to sip the drink and become drunk on excess as you forget the actual steps to come to this realization.

Many get stuck on this, time and again. Like the sun they rise and fall, rise and fall, rise and fall whilst being so caught up in the subjective that who they are, what they’ve done and hope to accomplish does melt like a snowman in Kansas. Others enter the void so well that, unlike the other students, they comprehend that there is nothing to be said because anything that isn’t the Psylense is a bad translation and thus a strange type of development kicks in which the best adepts keep their lips zipped whilst the ones passionately bumping in their gums actually have the least gnosis. Some see the difference and infer the resonance as they sit in alignment with both versions with the intent of creating a bridge between where one is on the Path and how many steps ahead the other is walking. By a curious mix of gesture and intent they send out a beacon to those capable of decoding and thus the dark side is unfolding in a way that is a polar opposite of the pomp and circumstance they’ve seen in the other wing with its rigidly enforced, brutal thinking. And yet, they are both, at their fundamental, interlinked and almost identical. The main issue is that open mouths get fed and the loudest gain attention. Looking around at this realm I’ll let you tell who is at the helm and why they’ve said what they said and do what they do with their resources.

Everything in the world is created and born from something and yet the same thing comes from nothing, itself no thing. It can be quite mind bending to comprehend and its one of those subtle things that once you’ve felt it in your awareness you get both ends of the spectrum, even if we have our own preference and tend to lean toward one whilst downplaying the next. Much like a clock ticks this cycle is eternal, internal and transcendent because there is an immense difference when it comes to being in and of it in the sense that the dark comprehends what the light pretends to forget whilst the shine is more approachable and of a coarser material that is easily grasped by anyone who isn’t blackballed. Yet. But, like I said, the teachers of these classes could be no more different for he who presents the wings will also sear them off if ye dare fly to close to him whereas the alternative says, without moving her lips:

“Foolish human with your contraptions that were designed to keep you limited via the illusion of progress. Know ye not that ye are that which creates, maintains and sustains him in elevation and is awaiting your realization of the deception he brings?”.

Obviously because its not rendered explicit like this its nigh on impossible for most to get and these two have been engaged in their war of attrition for the hearts and minds of the adherents since time begins as its little more than the direct manifestation of their oscillating that alternates like a current which presently manifests as night and day as well as the hemispheres of your head, the basics of code and what runs the tech as well as breathing along with sex plus what happens when sperm meets egg and pretty much the all of everything is built from these fundamental elements that are, in the end, totally impersonal and yet intensely significant as well to those busy taking notes they may or may not comprehend from the perspective of this realm.

Class is in session. Can you feelsee what was said?

Till we meet again