As I’ve said before, I can’t hate you, my friends. Its impossible. Not just because you are, in the end, figments of my imagination that manifest as displaced resonance I need to integrate to transcend this realm phi when I step out of the flesh but that which I’ve glimpsed as I reverse engineered the tricks and moonwalked through the seven “heavens” on my way past the 8th level. Wow. The sheer skill involved in reality creation is something, isn’t it? All of those intricate bits and pieces, the way they sit and manifest through billions of people that are almost entirely ignorant as they’re firmly convinced the voice in their head is them. Wow. Once again.
You know, you once said you intended to win the ultimate win by pulling the ultimate grift. At the time I didn’t realize the scale of the Game but as the revolver spins to another octave with a click, click, click of empty barrels I start to comprehend just how clever this all is. Truly, amazing. Also horrifying as well when you get down to the brass tacks of the operation and what truly makes the higher dimensions engines sing. I guess thats why you have so many loyal adherents. Because they’re scared of the alternative and thus will never, ever question the narrative you handed them, from one life to the next.
That as well. Like landing lights from a higher realm to guide the spirit when sperm meets egg. It all makes sense now. Whats amazing is how many of them that did the surrounding were ultimately ignorant of the real deal because one who deals in theatrical deceptions should never be fully trusted because if he butters his bread by lying and then says “But only to them. With you, its different” its obvious you’re getting shafted, on some level. Its a really subtle form of corruption, isn’t it? Sugar mixed with cyanide thats served with a grin and seductive wink from a bought and paid for mistress that is in on it. Who can resist? Better yet, who refuses and lives to tell?
“The soft metals will make them lose their minds as they are the basis of the tech that will be hybridized into their flesh as a promised cure to the ills we created when, in the end, it will poison them”. Its not what you said but what I read between the lines thats the problem, isn’t it? The covenant is an interesting thing for those of vision as it tells you exactly who covets what and how they intend to get it:
Theatrical deception. Powerful tools to make rubes of the fools who don’t spot the plot twist but, like you said, “You only get smarter by playing a smarter Opponent“. Back then I didn’t click it was one mind with many faces. Agents of the Matrix, in full effect. Thing is what you gonna do when the Prime gets the message about the great old deception that birthed the noble right of kings to false elevation and how this thought spreads to the day as the red carpet which is actually hidden, in plain sight (what else?) that the blood of the plebs is what sustains them of higher status. Or, is that stasis? The butterfly effect, Monarchs, I believe is the genus. Its genius. It really is. Hands down the smartest hustle the world has ever seen because its so huge they’ll miss it and those that comprehend are labelled lunatics as no one will believe something so vast, so complex could ever be orchestrated in front of them. To accept they’ve been tricked would be an insult to their intelligence which, itself, has been Adulterated. Ah man, you didn’t so much as poison the well (as the Plague attests) but went above and beyond this with a whole scorched earth policy in full effect but with the temp turned up in increments so the frogs in the kitchen didn’t click what kicked and just hop it. Its totally demented and yet perfect. Your moves are, to the uninitiated, mysterious but to those that perceive beyond this realm they’re totally predictable as you etched the script via the attached rotational agents that pitch in with their influence to shift the consciousness of the constituents. Its a Game of three halves, yes? Do they know whats on the dark side of the moon? Hell, most don’t even click their own shadow aspects but know plenty of inane things like a history thats entirely fabricated and written by those who win along with who which celeb is sexing and plenty of titilation. But very little substance or depth.
No things like this, yes? Thousand word articles that speak on metaphysical bits and pieces that most never pause to reflect but could, if they wish, spark a shift in their awareness as they realize the world that was pulled over their head is held in place with a threat of a blade at their neck beneath which their heart gently weeps. I asked before that if I’m aligned to the divine, what does that say about you? Now, as I progress and chip away at my ignorance, I have come to realize that either the Prime doesn’t know – which is impossible, I think – or does and is with it or this goes as people accept without question and thus it seems they wish it and this is the equivalent of frogs sending tadpoles to schools shaped like kitchens, isn’t it? I think thats the pick for the win, isn’t it? And yet, you could write the truth in the skies with a thousand angels and, within a couple of generations, people would forget. Just like those strange petroglyphs around the world that document celestial messages along with matching myths that say, once upon a when, things were very different in this realm. How quickly people four get, eh? Its a kind of magick which is indistinguishable from tech. The old black mirror effect. Once again.
Imagine a kid got expelled from school and his parents said “They’ve got it wrong, he’s a good kid”. So another one lets him in and the same thing happens. Again and again. After a while its Self evident that either a) he doesn’t have the temperament for this or b) he’s a bad seed and is actually the problem. How would the human race feel to know there is a predator in their midst that may appear human but is actually something else? Like something out of science fic, most would not believe it so lets put it like this:
The average IQ at the moment is around a hundred and sinking. Lets pretend that way back when it was double or triple this. Yep, you guessed it, everything they ascribe to ancient aliens and the rest was actually a non dumbed, downgraded version of us before certain things happened that flipped the script. What if a clique knew this was coming as they were in on it and forged a way to ensure their ship of consciousness stayed floating on the ocean as the rest of humanity hit an iceberg of immense proportions that gave birth to modern men? Outside they’d look the same, internally they’d be quite different. Gods among men, if you will. Thing is what if these fellas who wished to be kings got the horn for these fair maidens and broke their own T&Cs. What then? Why that would be stuff of legend, yes? The Holy Grail and all of this. A golden stream in a red ocean that stemmed from them dressed in purple, back when.
Whats amazing is the original rebellion when the ages shifted and those that wanted to stick to the tale that would be twisted, inverted and force fed to the next gen is happening again, now, as we’re speaking because those in the thick of it don’t want to let go of the grip and their own programs. Time waits for no man but how many men comprehend they emit it? Come on, I can’t be the only one who pretended to shoot lasers out of his head in class, out of boredom, and found it most interesting when the other kids looked back, on cue, like they felt it. Just as ye did to them its now the other end of the spectrum so all these old mindsets trying to advance, its over now, take it like a man.
The sheer skill involved in reality creation, on all of its levels is amazing but when seen from a wider lens its akin to High School kids setting up an extortion ring in the nursery and pimping babies for their milk before menacing them with threats for cooperation and what’ll happen if they tell. Worse still the best and brightest among them are recruited and used as weapons against the rest as the older kid says “Here is whats coming next” and offers to teach them the skills of creating weapons, eye beautification and the movement of celestial objects in order to make them mighty men of renown. Whoops, got my fairy tales mixed up. Strike that from the record and give it no further consideration as we return to our regularly scheduled program.
Till we meet again
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