The psychosocial treadmill is something that, for most Slaves, is totally invisible. Whats quite inexplicable about this illusion is its literally in front of them and underpins their entire existence. Thing is when you’ve been trained to live as a stranger from Self then its quite a simple deception thanks to their investment in ignorance along with a lack of imagination that dares not push the limits. Welcome to your Reality Tunnel. If you were to strip it to its basic components it would read:
Work, buy, consume, die.
There you have it. In and around this they’d fit everything else. Some would pay lip service to religion, others may be strict adherents. In the end its irrelevant as the first assassin hits and demands a third out of the twenty four they get so they may pay the bills, stay fed and keep a roof over their head. In order to ease the pain of this they send in the femme fatale as well who slinks around, all seductive, and offers to take the pain away. If you pay. In exchange you can play with any amount of trinkets (as long as you can afford them) and if you can’t her cousin knows a guy who knows a guy that make you seem rich via the process of debt so you can stunt on those just as broke (and broken) as you keep on half stepping. Next comes the one that will keep you coming back again and again. Just like rats in the experiment where they could take a hit of the finest sniff or get fed they chose to toot up and then starved to death because the pleasure was too addictive. Thats consumption and most people are so consumed with it that it comes to define them. This beast has many heads and its so slick that it can manifest as almost anything you wish. Best of all it will present itself as your reason for living and thus can hide a variety of symptoms because, like the coca rodents, you’ll keep redosing. And then you’ll be dead.
Not quite the end because you are an immortal who exists before this realm but if you’ve managed to stay coloring in within the prescribed lines, as instructed, whilst living you’ll be entirely ignorant of this in any practical sense. Its a Game of three halves, my friend. Let me give you an example:
You are bopping along the street one day when you see a sign that says “Everything you ever wanted is within walking distance“. Intrigued you decide to check it out. The girl behind the counter hits a promo vid and it shows the glowing faces of those that made it, celebrating, and they say it was well worth the investment and how they get more than was promised and assure you its totally worth the effort whilst smiling in a way most enigmatic.
“All I have to do is walk?” you said.
“Yep” they replied.
“How far is it?”.
“A few meters”.
“Thats it?”.
“Uh huh”.
“Whats the catch? Is it across a greased strip that is really, really thin which is on fire and between two buildings or something?”.
“No, nothing like this but you can’t be told as its all about the attempt. Its literally what we’ve said, has been done by others who tried, but you only get one shot and can’t have at it again in this incarnation so think twice before starting”.
“So, whats the catch? What do I have to lose if I don’t win? Is it expensive? How much to have a spin?“.
“Nothing. Its perfectly free and if you don’t rise to the occasion then you walk out the other end the same as you went in and get back on with the business of living”.
What would you do in this example? Lets pretend you said “I’m in” and were lead through a door with a promise of gold if you win. You notice a line on the floor at one end and another, off in the distance where a security guard was standing in front of the exit. You estimate the length at three meters. As you start limbering you notice there are handprints on the floor and assume its a sprint. You stand behind the line and wait for the man to yell. Moments pass, nothing happens. You look up and his face is totally stoic. He doesn’t appear to be timing anything and is looking on in boredom. You decide to take it upon yourself and set off at full belt assuming the girl at the front desk will check and report back on your performance via the security system and its vision of the room you’re in.
Sailing like the wind you make the distance in a few steps. Feeling a sense of exhilaration at the promise of a new life on the other end you are surprised to hear the fail sound effect and red light blinking as you yell “What the hell?” and look around for an explanation. The man at the door won’t budge nor will he give you even a shred of attention. Feeling like a persona non grata, you make your way back to the front desk and demand satisfaction as you thought you did quite well and deserve answers for the rejection. Before you can say a thing the assistant hits play and you see the same flushed faces from the vid she played at the introduction and they said:
“So, you failed, eh? Why would you think that greatness that was offered with no apparent expense wouldn’t cost something? A little effort goes a long way because the Game is mental, in both senses. From the script it appeared you had it all to gain as no losses were possible but this was actually a test to see if your thoughts were lateral or literal. Its all about those vows to El in the end, and your relation to Self beneath all these sneaky spells and assumptions you need to transcend. I mean, when has life not handed you the bill for anything you did in this realm? The hints were all around, you’re the one who didn’t see them due to a lack of reality testing when it always was an option to think different. If you look back you’ll see you did it all to yourself from a position of ignorance when what was requested to pass the test was obvious. Better luck next spin”.
You closely observe the vid as the camera pulls out and you see them, one by one, in their own attempts, line up at the prints and then casually walk to the other end where the guard warmly smiled at them and opens the exit from this realm. Do you know what they did and you missed? Their soles were in ascent meaning they made the trip on their hands, as instructed.
How would you feel if that was the case? Would you think you’d been tricked or was it quite obvious once you’d seen the example? Well, that (but on another level) is pretty much what happens at death because if you’ve lived a life that was fully invested in the psychosocial treadmill and all it brings you’ll have virtually no Knowledge of Self and thus will make the same mistakes as the one listed because you’re using a certain form of logical ignorance and backing it up with assumptions of what is expected when its not quite that simple. In everyday terms it doesn’t mean you’ll be walking on your hands but your Soul is involved, in the end, because if you strolled up and said:
“I am John of house Smith. My parents were Fred and Wilma. I like croissants with jam and hate brussels sprouts because they stink” then you’ve done the equivalent of seeing the handprints and taking the most basic option because all of those things are earthbound concepts ergo a return ticket is all you’ll get. If, however, you flipped the script and had done the Knowledge whilst living and recollected you are neither your skin, the story in your head or your various accomplishments and trophies you’d been polishing you would click that you are, were (and thus will be again) nothing more and nothing less than pure consciousness then you’d get all you were seeking:
Higher dimensional freedom. The final liberation. Transcendence of the Game you’d played by inserting your Soul as a credit because anything less says to the Matrix that you aren’t done yet and want a fresh spin. “Another dose of work, buy, consume, die coming right up!” they said as they dropped you back in to the belly of the beast for a nine month stretch as you get tailored for the flesh needed to serve another life sentence in this realm of limitation and deception. The secret option of emancipation by doing the Knowledge via stepping off the treadmill and asking the big questions is always an option. In this life and the next. Statistically only 8% dare Know the Ledge whilst drawing breath as the rest are too invested in the tricks of the (false) self they Thunk is them.
Of course, the Game has already thought of this and that is why they tell (and sell) countless package deals of various perspectives that are, once again, earthbound concepts. Thats part of the illusion because this realm is, after all, a business. I mean, why wouldn’t it be? What is free in this land? Nothing, except willful ignorance and that can prove to be quite expensive in the grand scheme of things. Now, consider this, you may be a devout, religious person who thinks what I’ve said is just metaphysical BS but I’ve actually done you a favor for when you meet death because you’ll be ready to think different (if needed) instead of picking the obvious option ergo its much like a condom in that respect as its better to have and not need then require and not possess as you run the risk of getting burned in the end. If I’ve just presented you with the invitation to do the Knowledge whilst living then everything is to gain, isn’t it?
Of course, that voice in your head will protest because it built the treadmill and works for the corporation that owns this planet (get it? They planned it. Chortle, chortle! That pesky Dual Reality Principle strikes again!) and they really like to exert their dominion over the cattle (named so as they see you as less than human for not questioning the narrative) who are steadily pimped from one end to the next. Have you ever looked into how much money a cow produces in life and death and the immense uses of nearly every aspect of its presence to generate dividends? No? You should check it as it can be quite eye opening and there are lots of parallels between them and humans as both are fattened and milked in ways that are relentless by those who own them before being slaughtered and repurposed to create the most profit.
This, in a nutshell, is the ins and outs of the psychosocial treadmill. Now, here is why its so effective:
Its easy, its socially sanctioned and everyone else is doing it so the idea of working up a good sweat whilst making no progress is a no brainer which 81% of the planet will accept from one life to the next. I told you its a Game, one of gnosis that is akin to playing Hide & Seek with your Self. “Tag, you’re it!” and if, at the end, you attempt to apply human rules to higher dimensional realms you have no one to blame but your (false) self that you didn’t reality test whilst breathing and thus lived and died with a mask on your dish that causes all kinds of problems when the time comes to be face to faceless and see through the trick of “being human”.
This is why the ancient Kemetians built an entire culture around dying and never coming back again and modern imbeciles yell “YOLO!” as they sprint at full belt with next to no gnosis as they accept the script they were given in order to work, buy, consume and die again. Such is the price the Soul pays for willful ignorance as these people said that the moment of judgement is akin to your heart being placed on a set of scales with a feather on the other end. I want you to consider everything you Thunk you know (notice the lower case k?) as having the weight of an anvil ergo the dead bury the dead whilst pretending they’re living.
I know, I know. “Its not fair!” you said. In that case celebrate you had a chance to read this because the invitation I extended still kicks. Who knows how many times you’ve lived, died and came back again for another spin after a swift bit of mindwiping. I mean, aren’t you bored of this yet? Don’t you wonder whats on the other side of the exit and what the implications are of the test of wearing the flesh that then tricks you into accepting less via the limits of the Mind Made Prison and the schism installed therein that kept you ring fenced in as the wackest version of your self, thanks to all the programming you never questioned or ejected from the OS inside your head. Real eyes realize reel lies whilst alive and choose to flip the script whilst the unwise are fooled by the flickering image that plays with their subconscious to manipulate their awareness as it hides their greatest strength behind what they most dread and thus will never check.
Now you know what is meant when I’ve said “The Game of Souls has you, my friend” because it does if you’ve never considered this perspective as it won’t be found on any officially sanctioned script for they need you to fail the final test because thats best for business as you signal, via the misuse of your undeveloped free will, that what you crave more than anything else is a return to this realm and if that is your truest wish then you never need read anything I’ve shared ever again.
If, on the flip, you wouldn’t mind the option and range of getting to pick what happens next then I suggest you start reality testing and challenging your assumptions because nothing is what it seems in the land of illusion but the fact the treadmill spins means people feel they have no time to reflect so instead you’ll have to choose to spend different. What do I mean by this? Simple:
Attention is everything. The present is a gift. Dare ye unwrap it? You may be surprised to find whats within and why they created the whole work, buy, consume, die ethic as manifested by the treadmill which, right now, at this instant is demanding you pay no attention to this as that drone in your head is yelping that you need to keep trekking and ignore this BS. Here is your starter for ten in the quest for liberation:
How can you be the voice within when you are obviously that which listens?
Congratulations, you’ve just done a handstand. Now create the rest of the Path, by walking… Elevate your Soul, attune your wavelength to that universal constant. Can you hear the Psylense?
Till we meet again
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