The World Doesn’t Exist

I’m going to tell you something that will go against the grain of your internal OS but, once examined, it will become Self evident.

The world doesn’t exist.

I mean, how can it? The greatest illusion is the delusion that there is an objective “out there” when, in reality, all you do is interact with your projections and mistake them, daily. A great example to help digest this bitter little pill is the fact that ten people can meet one man and draw immensely differing opinions of him, what he said and how he presented himself. This is the hint about the world we project from within ergo without your consciousness none of this exists.

One you grasp this in the sense of true gnosis after hard reality testing you’ll wonder how on earth you ever missed it because the rule proves itself again and again. Case in point we have all known someone that gets into a relationship that seems perfect then the dream partner manifests a problem so they split. They then find someone else and go through the same pitch and very rarely stop to think about the magical process which causes them to select ones who fit the exact template to manifest their old script. When they do these bad matches tend to vanish and they come face to faceless with a simple truth:

The world doesn’t exist.

I mean, how can it? All of the stars, galaxies and planets exist inside your awareness which is why you can, at the speed of Psylense, leap to them with a thought. That is how powerful consciousness is. The Observer Effect stands as testament to what I said and you can bring this down to the everyday because the image of a child playing ball and running to score the late win that will be decisive, falling then rising before hitting the goal as he leaps in celebration is something we know well, yes? Its only when his friend points out his leg is bleeding that he starts limping and yelping as the pain kicks in. That, in a nutshell, is the Observer Effect. The same thing can be said about time as a long conversation with someone you find engaging can seem like a moment but being trapped in a lift with a bore who sports bad breath can appear eternal. Why do you think time spells emit when flipped? Its the Dual Reality Principle, in full effect.

You are far more powerful than you suspect…

The main point of this topic is second hand enlightenment. Its akin to the link between watching porn and having sex, if we get down to it. There are many engaged in what would be best called spiritual masturbation as they wear the holy thread, sport the symbols and may even change their name as well as they surround themselves with them who encourage their delusion as they collectively dig their divinely sanctioned Reality Tunnel. In the end its akin to wearing anothers skin. Pure surface at best and, at worst, a gross perversion. Mosques, temples, synagogues and the rest are filled to the gills with people like this who attempt to emulate their interpretation of an example as opposed to finding out for themselves and living the lyrics. This is why each religious tenet has had its outcast adherents that seek direct perception. The metaphor I’ve used previously is one telling a tale of a guy that ate a cake. He presents, in lurid detail, the quality of the ingredients that went in, how well prepared it is, the attributes of the chef and his skills in the kitchen as well as the texture, color and sensations that the man had when tasting. Note, he himself had done no such thing and, worst of all, the reader gets even less. But, like porn, its a great quick fix for those who can’t get the real thing and happily accept another option of watching someone else go through the motions in a feature presentation. Would it be blasphemous to suggest the same intent is at the helm of both of these deceptions? Well, now I’ve said it so its up to you to handle it as I’m not responsible for your feelings. You are. They are your energetics and either you master them or remain enSlaved by the voice in your head which says:

“Oh no he didn’t! How dare he. Tell him this…” as it spews its suggestions you’ll repeat, verbatim.

How many of you click that you can’t be the one speaking when you’re actually listening? Thats doing the Knowledge, my friend, and in that respect I have no cake, neither have I tasted it. What I have ate and can share the recipe as well is for a pretty basic spiritual biscuit that you are welcome to reality test. What I just mentioned was the first step as discernment is the key when it comes to sifting the pure waters of Inner Sense from the resulting Adulteration that life mixed in as part of its tricks that need countless coping mechs like drugs, sex and religion as well copious amounts of entertainment in order to keep hidden.

In many ways the aim of the Game is declaring war on your (false) self as only that which stepped in can exit from this realm at the end and if you Thunk you’re a human who believes that, this and this then you’re in for a rude awakening as you’re lulled back to sleep again after a swift mindwipe and respawn in the flesh. Thats where the biscuit comes in because, much like the Matrix, you can’t be shown what it is but once tasted its Self evident that the frogs in the kitchen simply aren’t clicking the intent of the chef who turns up the heat in increments in order to prevent them escaping whilst he serves them at the high table. Let that sink in it will become Self evident you are being fed upon by a predator of consciousness as man is nowhere near the apex he pretends. That, in a nutshell, is one of the first steps you take on the Path that is created by walking is your ultimate goal is liberation because one of the worst things about being born into a realm Adulterated is all the signs marked “Exit” are actually entrancing because what you’re seeking is within and can only be accessed in the present moment. I mean, consider this:

You strap a set of VR goggles on your head and connect up the rest of this latest version of tech they’re calling Feelies. The hypeman says:

“Unlike those old films that required reality suspension in order for you to buy in this fully immersive imperience links your central nervous system upto the projected scenes beamed into your head which you’ll see from a first person lens and feel all of the sensation like to you they were happening. Best yet is that it will appear the script is unfolding based on your whims and decisions via the illusion of freewill and the appearance of paths branching that end at the same destination for the one who makes it possible via their participation in the illusion”.

Lets pretend that into this glimpse of future tech a version of me steps in and says to the you, connected:

“The world doesn’t exist. You are not the character you accept because its an aberration of your consciousness that is being manipulated via the intent of an artful deception that presents itself as entertainment but may be hiding something else you currently don’t suspect is actually vitally important to the whole sketch”.

What do you think would happen? How many do you think would click the depth and simplicity of the message that will become Self evident once they lift the veil from their awareness? Not many, I’d bet. To those that would attempt I’d lace them with some Game as I mentioned a great way to reality test:

“If you truly Thunk you’re this and that you possess free will why not stop, sit still and do nothing for a moment whilst clearing the impulses and sensations from your head? After all, it is your life. Isn’t it?”.

That alone is a huge hint about what I’ve said because to the mind that is still, the universes surrenders as the simulation doth glitch because, deep down, it knows you have more power than it.

The world doesn’t exist. Don’t take my word for it, I urge you to find out your Self because those who don’t unwrap this gift in the present remain hopelessly connected to a mission in the flesh that is running at its most basic wavelength. Imagine you could flip the script? What then? How many can admit they feel like a side character in the life they live? We all know about the huge impulses and wishes within that are squashed and silenced via the noiZ in your head and its incessant prompting. That is your enemy, if ignorant. Best friend, if stupid and, at its best, a teacher if you’re wise enough to Know the Ledge because class is always in session in this realm but most fell at the first hurdle then built an encampment called “Life in the modern age” which is just a stage of the Game we play by inserting our Souls as credits and nowhere near the whole thing which offers a premise that is simply amazing for those who comprehend the shadows depth away from the allure of false illumination.

Am I breaking the immersion? Am I wrong for this? Is going against the grain and intent of one who built this realm a huge problem? Should I be purged and punished for daring to suggest the Emperor is naked and the Victim of an elaborate confidence trick that was pulled by some pilgrims that preach one thing but whose practices are quite different which is why their main book of ref has never been translated into another language that carries the letter and spirit of what was encoded and handed to their ancestors as part of an arrangement that allows them to reign in hell whilst creating carbon based motion pics for all those who Thunk they’re human.

Am I beating a horse that, long ago, drew its last breath or is the fact that I have to do this now a sign and symbol of how ineffective the past teachings were in getting through the heads of the collective about the nature of this illusion which profits from confusion as it normalizes delusion in order to keep the Souls plugged in, from one life to the next, not knowing their elbow from their rear end but trying, real hard, to lick both as life is spent on a quest that ends right back here again if you didn’t flip the script when the opportunity presents. Dare ye Know the Ledge?

The Game of Souls has you, my friend.

Till we meet again