One of the most interesting things about the simulation we’re within is the fact that creativity is not of this realm. I mean, how can it be? This place is hermetically sealed as there is a fixed amount of processing and resources that are recycled, ad infinitum. The difference between how you rearrange the elements marks the shift between pulp fiction read for fifty cents or Shakespeares message.
Creativity is not of this realm.
He often spoke of how songs popped, fully formed, in his head and he was just transcribing them as he coaxed the performance needed from the musicians present to help with the actualization. Pac too. Many people attest that when he was flowing in a zone he’d push the pen, track the lyrics and be on to the next whilst they were still attempting to cobble together a hot sixteen in his session. Haven’t you ever wondered why there is a glow inside a sperm or the thunderclap that kicks once it hits the egg? Could that be the true Big Bang, on a fractal level? Methinks it is because nine out of ten things in this world have been flipped, turned upside down and around before being presented to your senses as we live in times of near endless deception.
The science of solitude is something very interesting because it ties in, very well, with what I said about limited wavelength in this simulation and when one voluntarily disconnects from the crowds madness you can’t help but encounter a space within and then this gets filled with all types of inspiration that takes your skills to another level. I mean, a pretty simple example of this is the web. Have you noticed that since the net kicked in humanity, on the whole, has become far less creative with more and more sequels, reboots and retreads of what worked, back when, packaged up for the new gen? In many ways there is a reason for this because all good fiction – including your life in this realm – is built on the seventeen step monomyth that Joseph Campbell discovered, back when. Actually thats a fascinating topic that we will have to delve in at some point in our adventuring. For now, back on thread:
The average lifecycle of an album in the Eighties and Nineties was around a three stretch with that time being used to tour and record new material which they’d then road test, refine and serve once perfect. If you ever heard some of the starting sketches your favorite artists built into hits you’d comprehend the depth of this skill as, sometimes, a first draft is just this and its the most basic underpinning for what you can accomplish. Example:
These days, that is done as the first press is sent to the web as quick as you can manage because peoples attention spans have been decimated. Or, is that because the artists themselves are forgettable due to a lack of polish and honing that previously went in as the model shifted to digital and things became disposable? Chicken and eggs, in full effect, my friend. The fact that there are 8 billion Souls roaming around this realm at present means, by my estimation, that each of them are only half as aware (and potent) as those who came before them when the population did sit at half of this, back when. Use any level you wish because hormone levels have tanked as have fertility rates as well as general intelligence as per the Idiocracy Effect:
Now, the IQ test isn’t the end all, be all, gold standard, proof of what I said. Far from it. I just sprinkled it to lace you with some Game because can you imagine your grandparents doing the Tide Pod Challenge? How about gurning for a pic in order to ensure some extra social media clicks as well as the rest of the generalized madness that has been normalized in this realm where Black folks bleach their skin and Whites inject melanin in order to become someone else. The simple fact of the matter is you can tell that this stage is about to end and the new gen will step in around Twenty One Hundred, as mentioned, after a huge population reduction. Exactly as intended. What, you think those xenoestrogens and forever chemicals appeared by accident? When seen from a higher vantage this realm is like a petri dish upon which many experiments are conducted but, for many, this is a bridge disconnected and thus too far for them to trek, even in their imaginations as the implications scare them.
This is, however, where the Warrior chooses to tread because when Know thy Self is the prime directive those low vibrations stints aren’t paid any attention for one realizes the truth:
Did you know there is a documented link between isolation and creativity, as mentioned? Think of it as a common tide that pulls ships into its lower earth orbit versus an anti gravity effect that allows one to ascend beyond the accepted limits of this surly realm. This is why one should be most careful about who they spend their time with because, like boredom, stupidity is contagious.
Those at the helm know this well hence the brainrot effect you’ve seen demonstrated by the TikTok generation who are, lets be frank, a little more than the cognitively impoverished aka dumb terminals that outsource most of their thoughts to the current groupthink. Whoever sets the trend is the piper, in this sense, and people can’t wait to follow behind him because thats what the cool kids did. The implications of this, long term, will be quite interesting hence why I mentioned the Idiocracy Effect because if each gen is simply compounding its ignorance then there comes a point of returns so diminished that the current village idiot will be seen as a genius among men. Tell me if I’m tweaking or are all the signs pointing in this direction as the web has decimated peoples attention spans, AI is defenestrating the need to be creative and critical thinking is nigh on impossible because people are all drawn in to brainwashing algorithms that affirm they’re correct and anyone who opposes must be worse than Hitler himself. Just wait till the Great Disconnect and you see these fiends, roaming, begging for a hit of that dopamine lick inside their head before they pull the old bait and switch like the New Coke trick I spoke of in the link.
After my near death experience I went into extreme isolation because I needed to process what kicked as well as figure out a way to fix my ravaged energetics as they’d evidently killed versions of me in previous incarnations but this one slipped through the net hence why I can speak on this because I live my lyrics. Before this I was extremely popular. I’m talking in excess of a hundred peeps a day would swing by my drop in and ask for help or my perspective on a million different things where I was happy to provide a solution. To go from that to no phone, no texts, barely any conversations and the rest freed up a heck of a load of run time for processing that was used to scale the lengths of this dimension as I reverse engineered the hypnosis and drug induced programming they’d used for manipulation as they planned to bring my life to an end. That, funnily enough, is when I started writing like this because before that I’d never thought of pushing the pen but started, on a whim, in order to get thoughts out of my head and into this realm instead as that afforded a sense of perspective that was needed as there simply wasn’t anyone I could talk to about what had happened without them Thunking I’d escaped from a loony bin.
During the Plague Shakespeare penned King Lear, Macbeth and others as well. Newton sat alone when he dreamt up his Theories of this realm. Same for Mary Shelly who dwelled in a state of isolation as she wrote the tale of a man who created a monster in his image. The list is endless but there is a common pattern you’ll notice and that is if what comes in, each day, is not being thinly spread it chunks up instead and you ascend to another octave of processing. In that way the web, whilst convenient, has the side effect of making most people idiots as they no longer rely on their own sentience instead they prefer to outsource to the net that tells them how it is with no second guessing or checking needed. That is pretty insane, if you think about it, as its something that leaves them rife for manipulation. Not to mention that the black mirror they covet knows more about them than they do about themselves as every little question in their head (as well as their geolocation, spending habits and associations, among other things) are neatly filed and noted for future ref. Most users don’t realize they are just like it takes an addict to admit they’re fiending before they shift and flip the script.
What happened during COVID, when people came face to face with themselves and had no distractions? Day drinking, binge eating and anything else they could get to ease the immense tension they usually pretended doesn’t exist as they lived a masked existence, before the regulation. Doesn’t that say something? For me it was the flip as I actually believed, for a moment, that I was the last man standing on the planet and something quite bizarre had happened when I rose that AM and founds the birds chirping, extra loud, and deserted pavements as detailed elsewhen. Mix that in what I’ve mentioned and it becomes Self evident most people in this realm actually detest themselves and becoming aware of this is a crucial step of Doing the Knowledge because its a Game of three halves, my friend:
What you know you know, what you know you don’t and what you don’t know you don’t know that is akin to the dark side of the moon whilst the others represent the fully shining or obscured in darkness, comprehend?
When you are surrounded by others you are trying to fit in and seek approval as well as paying attention to what they’re saying and is happening. Alone, all of this runtime is now free and switches across, instead, to intuition. From this endless well does true creativity spring but before one can sip the elixir within you must digest all these pesky feelings you usually keep hidden. Let me give you an example:
Any irritation you feel at someone who does a certain thing actually has its genesis within. The external aspect is simply a screen that allows you to project your resonance and blame them for the sensation. Grasping this is a huge stride toward liberation because it becomes Self evident you are entirely alone in this realm and interacting with figments of your imagination. The next step breaks the chains of habitual engagement because when you change what controls you your influence on the Game shifts as well and thats where things get really interesting because a lot of what I said becomes options you reality test and make your mind up with a prime dataset based on your imperience. Try it, see what happens.
There is an art to being alone but not lonely. Heck, I’ve got so much personality that I enjoy the company when there are no others present. Can you say the same about your depth? This links back to what I said about a limited amount of resources to run the simulation as this place is all sealed ergo when one looks back at the stories of legends and men who would be kings that did things that seem fantastic (if not impossible) to us in the present its actually attesting to what I mentioned about bandwidth. Take the White Room, for example:
People went in after hearing the challenge and then ran, screaming, for the hills saying “I’ll never, ever do that again” because there was no place to hide and what they suppressed inside came roaring to the surface, screaming for their attention. All of those aches and pains below the neck that come and go, at random, are actually body language trying to same the same thing, my friend. Learn to speak this and the Game becomes a lot more interesting as Inner Sense regains the helm vs the Adulterated voice in your head that thrives on division and owes its entire existence to your ignorance. Try this:
Mark out a time, say ten minutes, where you will sit quietly with no distractions. For bonus effects stick in some ear plugs and eye mask as well. Just sit, not lie, and chill. Breathe in and out. Notice what happens. See what creeps into your awareness. You may start to question:
“Wait a minute. If this is my mind why do I have no control over it and why does that voice insist on persisting in its constant rumination and why the hell does my leg itch and cause such discomfort?”.
Keep on keeping on. Stick with it because this is the exact opposite of what the other 8 billion Souls are doing and thus is the road untread aka the Path of Power that you create with each step as you come closer to the authentic within that beats in your chest, the true seat of consciousness. After a while, should you persist, something very strange happens as you find your Self at a place of equilibrium and may notice you leap to grab a pen and capture some information thats been fully downloaded into your head. Then it becomes evident that creativity is not of this realm and you develop what can only be called a beneficial addiction as its using the same tech as the web but sourced from within and this innernet is quite interesting as its what the digital is mimicking and was known, very well, to ancient cultures across this realm who called it many things from the land of the ancestors to dreamtime and the songlines as well.
There is more in heaven and earth than is currently stuck in your web, my friend.
Till we meet again
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