We, as a species, are so disconnected from everything genuine due to the artificially induced resonance to such crafty tricks and deceptions that are long held (but never critically examined) that when we feel out of sorts we Thunk we’re the problem. You’re not. Its a perfectly sane reaction to insanity that encompasses this planet. Like I said, elsewhen, depression is a sign for you to get off your rear end and change something hence why the brakes were jammed on in increments via a higher aspect of Self to make you check where you were headed. Problem is not many people can still speak body language and thus they rush for potions and pills that are akin to finding a mechanic who simply removes the bulb when your engine management light is flashing. Let me give you an example:
A man was originally doing quite well, career driven and keen to rush up the pyramid. He was the first one in and last one to jet and was on the fast track to success and then he was hit with a huge bout of depression. Everything came to a screeching halt and after a bit of lip service and hedging of bets his firm diverted their attention to other, more fitter, prospects and placed him on the sick. Cue loads of shrinks, pills and things that don’t change much of anything. Thats when we met and I asked him about his childhood and upbringing. No prizes for guessing it was a mess and on top of this his folks were extremely impoverished. This is what he was running from and when he came close to the pinnacle of success that would finally allow him to rest and chill in the corner office his subconscious said “Uh oh, this whole life we created and had him chasing was designed to take him away from facing these long suppressed emotions and events from back when. Can’t have that happening” and thus the depression crept in which prevented him from reaching his target.
For some people reading a light may have just flicked that goes above and beyond mere symptom management. See, when it comes to being rich everybody wants to suck on that warm breast in order to feel the golden glow of wealth pour into their system but whats interesting, to me, is the motivations I’ve seen as there are but two speeds:
Toward abundance and away from poverty.
Both of them are quite tricky because, in the first, nothing exceeds like excess and thus there are no limits to wealth ergo the coping mech can spin you right into the grave without a pause to peep the trick. The latter, however, is much more devious because internal poverty is something that outer richness can’t reach to itch. Imagine the titty, like Midas, appears to pour milk but when it hits their lips it turns to pure nothingness. Now, those folks who were in that position were super duper miffed when they came to this realization and a lot of them retreated back into their shells of image building and I never heard from them again. This is why I’ve said, again and again, that only 8% of the populace are able to comprehend the bitterness I bring that hides sweet nectar within as they’re willing to face and slay their demons whereas the rest are quite (dis)content to be puppets on a string who are pulled, that way and this, by various coping mechanisms designed to prevent their Centering in Self. Getting back to the first guy in the example:
“Show me around your apartment” I said, in a video consultation. The place was a mess. The bins were overflowing, dishes lined the sink and everything was encased in filth. Much like you’d expect from a man that was terminally depressed and had fired his chef, personal trainer and cleaner as well as he sank deeper and deeper into isolation. “OK, here’s what you’re going to do. Pick up a broom and start cleaning that mess. No ifs, ands or buts. Start in the corner furthest from the door and get cracking. I don’t care how long it takes and this is not a negotiation. If you’ve got to slam a few energy drinks to get the motivation then make it happen because this is the end of the conversation and we’ll only talk again once you’ve sent pics of your progression”.
“But wait, what the hell does that have to do with my depression? The guy who recommended you said you were a whizz with herbs and spices that fixed his problem and thats why I was calling. If its that important I’ll call a firm and they…”.
“No. You do it and when it happens you’ll get what you’re seeking and as your friend said I create miracles with the simplest things so make your decision and stick to it because I’m the only real chance you’ve got left. The rest is up to you”.
Click went the phone. Risky, I know, given the fragile state of health but after a while your intuition tells you just how hard you need to kick someones ass to get them feeling something. In this example, which is heavily edited and obfuscated, I knew the problem but telling him wouldn’t solve a thing as he needed to make that leap himself but that couldn’t happen whilst he was running outdated Patterns in his head and thus the effect of this conversation was to extend an olive branch to his subconscious which said “You have personal proof from a validated source that whatever this guy says works when nothing else did so lets use the same “Get up and go” mindset that we did as a professional to clean up this tip and get those magical herbs he promised then everything will be perfect”.
Have you ever lost your keys and then kept on returning to the same place, again and again, where you know you won’t find them? That highlights, well, the mechanical nature of your awareness and why I’ve said that 81% of the planet are, in some shape or form, nothing but meat puppets that are ran by these Patterns which ensure they react, not create (notice that anagram in your face?), their day to day as they drift from one jape to the next with no clear direction or intent. On the flip we have the Type A’s, like this guy who was resting under clouds gray, that are all gas, no brakes. Until their mindbody says “Nope” and they while away their days watching TV in a daze with a strange kind of haze in their brains that just sucks all the joys of life away.
Nearly three months later came the text. His apartment was immaculate so I video called him. First thing I noticed was he’d shaved, second the circles around his eyes were less, third there was a little bit more pep in his step. “Perfect” I said as we ran through the rest of the process. Why did I ask him to clean his apartment? Simple. Your outer environment represents your inner realm. Before, with the maid, chef, cleaner and the rest he seemed the pinnacle of success but was totally disconnected from his true emotions as he was too busy trying to build an image which he desperately wanted to live and couldn’t wait to move in. Thing is his subconscious knew it was a coping mech and thus a total illusion which meant that his house of cards would come a crashing down should he succeed in his attempt, hence the depression. In that respect it was a “lesser of two evils” thing and everything else fragmented he was sat surrounded by his own filth and this is what we addressed with the home cleaning mission.
Dust is mostly made up of dead skin cells. Think of this on a metaphysical level and you’ll comprehend the jingle jangle of the chains of past events being spread before your senses just waiting for your attention. Before he could afford a better class of distractions as his days were filled with other things and thus he never lifted a finger to clean his apartment. Actually, one of the best things anyone can do – poor or rich – is clean their toilet by themselves till it gleams. Out of the seven rays there is one where the results are most outstanding. Can you guess which one it is? If so, put it into practice and see if you notice the shift in your awareness.
By starting at the opposite of the front door we ensured he moved his form from where he was to where he came via the power of imagination. Obviously there were more linguistic frame Games sprinkled in his awareness during our conversation which served as motivation as well as the ever present pad and pens I prescribe to all playas seeking help in order to note their observations. This is actually very, very powerful because placing a thought on page with ink whilst using the method generates new neural pathways for connection and rewiring which is exactly what they did:
“You know, its really odd. I couldn’t really remember much about my upbringing apart from the fact that I was miserable at having nothing and desperately wanted to be rich. When I was cleaning out the mess from my home office I remembered, with a grin, my first job delivering papers. It was amazing. Such a thrill to feel those bills in my mitt at the end of my shift. I felt so strong, so powerful. It reignited that flame within that I felt had long dimmed since this funk crept in”.
He went on to detail more and more things as well as various revelations that pushing the pen had bought into his awareness. After a bit more of this it was onto the secret blend of herbs and spices, as promised, in order to assist his system in balancing before he hearted off on a new adventure instead of listening to that voice in his head who he now clicked wasn’t him as he was obviously that which listens and is far more powerful. I say all of that to say this:
If you feel life is meaningless but not in the above sense of depression, maybe enuii instead or just a general type of disconnection where you can find yourself engaging but generally going through the motions with no emotion its often due to a similar message. Let me introduce you to the concept of Soul Ages:
Most people walking around the planet, 81% as I said, are so firmly entrenched in the narrative in their heads that they Thunk they are the flesh, their name, labels, possessions, traits and heritage as well as their external references and constant reinforcement via friends, society etc… Without this they cannot imagine existing and the thought itself terrifies them. Actually, whats scared is the (false) self that is currently at the helm of their Adulterated awareness but, shh, don’t tell them as they’ll call you an infidel as it pulls various strings in their heads to make them Thunk you’re the problem and not the covert villain hidden within. They are the dead who will bury the dead before being mindwiped and slammed back in the flesh again. Some people have started to wise up to the true nature of the Game and this you can think of as the whole Soul Age thing but term itself isn’t quite correct as its more of a case of Self awareness that says “I don’t know what I am but this second nature that used to fit like a skin now feels like an old scuba diving outfit that constrains my perceptions and I’m not too fond of it”. Problem is the modern world is built on Adulteration and its constant need for stimulation and distraction in order to keep you looking anywhere but within.
A lot of the proffered systems and tools of Self realization are, from my perspective, entirely useless as they’re akin to creating an approximation of gnosis that is still Adulterated. Case in point, plenty of people have been meditating for decades and whilst they’ve gained some benefits that ease their stress and make them feel nice and warm within there is nothing they bring back from this state to implement in their day to day. Its all part of the charade like the Zen image of yogic bliss the asana teacher presents on her mat to those who pay but none of them see the mask slip, later that evening, as she screams and yells at one who cut her up in traffic before giving chase with lights and horns honking in order to vent what she pretends isn’t still within. This is why I’ve said that most so called mental professionals are actually in far worse shape than their patients as they deal with them in order to make more sense of themselves as well as the projection and distraction it brings. Look at the suicide rates of doctors, shrinks and analysts as well as the stats of their general mental health and do the Knowledge on what I’ve said. At least in my case I’m aware that each Soul that presents is telling me something about my Self as all are nothing else than fragments of my imagination that I project into this realm. Does that sound solipsistic or just schizophrenic? Either way, its just like this and thats lifes greatest secret because you’re the only playa in the Game, my friend.
I don’t meditate. I Journey instead as that means a destination which assumes intent is present as well as those handy, dandy souvenirs we shall bring to our standard consciousness from these trips within via a process I’ve termed Incremental Betterment which is akin to declaring war on your (false) self as you chip away at your inherited ignorance, challenge your assumptions and upgrade your wavelength by recoding that operating system that runs in your head. Can you imagine a life like this? Well, if you can then you can live it. Thats the whole point of this missive as that feeling of meaningless, a general lack of zest and creeping sense of disconnection hides a gift – like the salaryman turned backpacker in search of Quetzalcoatl who documents his trip on the web and lives with a far greater sense of richness than he ever thought possible – which can only be called transcendence. As I’ve said before everyone is in a state of hypnosis. Many of them, to be more accurate, as these trances loop in and around each other as peoples minds whip around them like a Scalextric that keeps their Adulterated consciousness on a path they can predict in a state of discomfort that is well tolerated and they dread changing. Strange, isn’t it, when you think of it like this? Most people are actually really well adjusted to their fears thanks to the various coping mechs and don’t click their greatest strengths are hidden beneath them. Why? Thats the Game, my friend! I told you, we’re playing it on the highest level and thats why its so difficult but so rewarding as well for those that do the Knowledge, look at their life like a script which tells their adventure in the flesh as they play a Whodunnit? which is akin to Hide & Seek with the true Self that is currently hidden under layers upon layers of conditioning like an inverse Princess and Pea thing. Back on topic, with something practical to assist those feeling that same type of meaninglessness:
Think of it as a symbol, a sign to the Path of Power that you create by walking and thus adopt a spiritual practice – whatever it is you wish – but make it something you live and not something you did on the mat, at church or when meditating before sliding back in to your old Adulteration with a new feather to stick in your hat of many distractions designed to keep you plugged in to this five sensory Matrix that plays out within your awareness. This is how powerful you are. I’ve shared mere words, you too can feelsee the imperience and get why your presence causes waves of potential to become particles of actualization instead. Thats some strength, yes? In order to ascend to this higher state of awareness one must be willing to relinquish their grip on the fable in their head and this is what the sense of meaningless suggests as its far easier to let go without the presence of intense emotions pitching in as they tend to take on a life by themselves which then causes a feedback loop of trance states that go boom as you find your (false) self back in that dark room in the left hemisphere of your head where you are force fed labels in lieu of direct imperience via the Mind Made Prison thing that 81% accept is them from now till the end before they are mindwiped and slammed back in the flesh again. But you and I, we know the flex, yes? Instead of watching the news observe the Opponent in your head. I call this process separating the creamy milk of Inner Sense from the watery Adulteration that crept in, back when, and for Slaves its can be quite terrifying as they Thunk of themselves as solid (ie frozen at the lowest state of vibration) whereas Warriors accept this gift for what it is as they detach from the tale in their head and thus find their awareness moving back to the chest, with its familiar newness, as they, once again, stand at the helm of their consciousness instead of being dragged behind it with one foot in the stirrup as the uncontrollable voice in their head runs that way and this because the mind is terrible master but excellent servant ergo Know Thyself is the best thing anyone can do in this realm because then one comprehends and transcends the true nature of the Game we play by inserting our Souls as credits again and again and again.
What? You think this is the first time you’ve read these words?
Till we meet again
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