The Power of Not Knowing

One of the very best things about coming to Earth and wearing the flesh is also the most dangerous:

The power of not knowing.

In many ways the sword is dual edged because how else can you convince gods they are mere men and then lead them to worship things outside their Self when, in reality, it all takes place inside your awareness? Thats the trick. Thats the trick, my friend, and its so elusive and subtle that one can drop into this realm for a spin and be pinned to wheel of time for multiple incarnations until it clicks that you’d just popped out for a pack of cigs and thus left your wife and kids for eons, waiting. Like Nelson Muntz attests:

On the flip the power of not knowing means that we get to peel away the layers of the onion of ignorance. Oh, for sure, in hells kitchen many stopped at a certain depth because the tears were intense but some of us got a taste for the finer resolution each strip brings and how the meaning of what we expected can be flipped and rearranged as one progresses to the core within which they find…

Themselves!

Ha! How’s that for a cosmic wheeze, par excellence? Let me illustrate it like this:

Take the above two examples, shake around in your head, cook at the perfect temp and serve when optimal to ensure the viewer can digest the message as, with a couple of clips, the Game is laid bare. How did it taste, my friend? Here’s what it said to me:

Resolution. Resolution. Resolution.

In life its what you don’t know you don’t know thats of most interest as many don’t even suspect its exists even though the truth – like the dark side of the moon – is in front of them. Just awaiting their attention. Like the difference between a donkey and noble steed or someone who was born ugly and now is a beauty. Thats an interesting topic that was kicked in other links so lets get back to this not knowing thing:

You ever looked into magic? As a jit I was fascinated with the art of illusion and invested much money and time in learning what makes them tick. This was, in effect, the genesis of what became the Dual Reality Principle as the amazing thing with talent is you can apply it to other things as one who thinks different isn’t playing the same Game as the rest. What if there were larger spells and rites at play in all of this and the English language was the prime suspect in dampening folks inherent vibrations due to inherited stiff upper lips and the internal operating systems they coded? Why does every single country in this realm use the word wicked/hated/detested or such things to describe the left whereas right is accepted as the correct and standard way of handling your biz? You ever looked into the dextrosity of the rich and famous? If you did then ask your Self:

“Would the right handed version of them have actualized such talents and did what they did on a planet where around ninety percent push the pen with the one subconsciously linked to “writing”. Better yet, why didn’t I think to train all of what I possess to equal levels of strength?“.

With that in mind, if you ask most Europeans they’ll say Americans are brash, loud and childish with no taste or elegance as they pour ketchup on everything whilst hooting and hollering like simpletons as they wave their automatic weapons whilst flag saluting. A stereotype, to be sure, but one thing I’d be willing to bet is that if you took two groups of people from the US and standardized them bar one difference – who drives exclusively manual and those that pick auto instead – the ones who move the stick and use clutches will certainly be more intelligent and imaginative, of this I’m certain. Can you guess the reasoning behind the formulation of this hypothesis? Best get to peeling that onion, mayne! Same reason I can say that if you pick three visually identical women who speak only English, French or Italian you will be able to tell, ten times out of ten, the one from across the channel even if all you see is a silhouette of them in motion and not a word said.

Thats the power of not knowing mixed in with the intense desire of the eternally curious, my friend, as the word boredom cannot exist when there is so much wondering to be done in this realm. I mean, who are you – really? Not the basic onion skin which says:

“I am John of house Smith, my parents are Wilma and Fred. I work as this, quite enjoy that and detest this. The end”.

I mean, how basic and low res can you get and yet many accept this level of gnosis from now until their death but, oddly, can you tell you that it rains diamonds on Uranus and what their favorite celeb likes for breakfast along with a billion and one other things they’ve etched in to the one layer called Simon Says… See, thats the secret truth of the schooling System and the rest of the tricks designed to pimp your awareness and make you Thunk a certain way whilst discounting the rest. The main side effect is most who accept it are varying degrees (LOL!) of miserable with their mortarboard heads and sharp angles that were trained to forget the fluid leaps and motions of intuition which says the zaniest of things that demand swift answering as well drawing all kinds of odd links that may or may not exist.

Like why are the days of the week a homonym for the daze of the weak that are too dim to click that every single tongue and culture is worshiping, in secret, the planets above them with strict regulation of what happens when along with the principle of vibration that could be feeding via attention. Imagine if instead you said this time period was a “Strength” and the two for celebration a “Strengthened”? Really let that sink in. Countless repetitions, Self suggestions and a form of hypnosis which says:

“The further I progress, the stronger I get”.

As the basic underlying premise of your existence. Well, I do and have so using my Self as a sample size of one compared to those who don’t Know the Ledge and speak fluent Slave instead there is an immense difference as I’m slim and trim with a great level of fitness even though I eat what I wish and exercise now and then whilst they’re flabby and sick with a load of pains, aching. Damn, homie… On a side note, did you ever click that the kids who were classed as thick because they skipped out of school to lift bricks and chop wood instead of getting into debt pursuing higher education actually ended up striking it rich with no mortgages and in demand skills whilst the art major PhD is flipping burgers at Mickey Ds? There may be something more to this than just the ravings of a potential mystic swimming in the seas where schizos are drowning… Why not try it for your Self? Thats the power of not knowing, my friend, as one can set themselves interesting challenges like:

“I wonder what kicks if I spend three days, alone, with no tech, no net, no human interaction or a word said as I eat nothing but plain potatoes and sip clean water, so refreshing”.

I mean, you ever tried anything like this? It brings a new res to your awareness, that is for certain as does writing a list, rolling a dice and living the script in ways most subtle as there are countless ways of reality testing and gaining a flex like arguing the exact opposite of what you firmly believe in just to see if you can convince others of the alternative whilst they’re mooting. Boy, did that used to irritate some people as you could literally watch them get bent out of shape and scream till they’re blue in the face and seeing red when you are simply intellectually jousting with no investment. Feathers and anvils describes it best. If you ever wondered why old folks walk with a stoop and the kids are bouncing its because of this principle as what was once open to learning folded in within itself which is a huge hint about the entire traumatic mind control operation that runs this realm as those at the helm know all about carrots and sticks hence why they built a psychosocial treadmill that most accept, without question, as long as the bread and circuses keep rolling in and they don’t have to think for themselves as the voice in their head tells them whats happening and they enact its commands without stopping to comprehend they can’t be what speaks when they’re obviously that which listens. But, that is a much deeper topic and far closer to the core of the onion as between there and now there is much worth checking and reality testing, a few of them I’m mentioned, the rest should spring from your own imagination.

If they don’t then thats a hint that what I said about us being born in a state of Inner Sense that is swiftly Adulterated as we’re trained to become like our parents may just be close to the sketch of the blueprint that was etched into your consciousness as they told you to “Sit still! Look ahead! Do well on the test or your parents will stress” whilst I gave not one single solitary F about any authority outside of me as I Knew the System could not teach me about me when it pushed lies so blatant as “White men built the pyramids” and those who lead could not answer my ruminations as they were not listed in their teachers edition for these thoughts weren’t part of the script. Take the shape of the solar system, for example. How many of you Thunk it looks like this:

I remember the first time I saw this as a jit and shook my head as it literally made zero sense as logic dictates the sun would pull them all in and munch up the planets like Pac Man doing his thing in the midst of the abyss. When I raised my complaints to the talking head in primary he said:

“Oh, so you know better than the scientists? Is that it?”.

As he had no answers beyond repeating what was drummed into him whereas I could intuit, back then, that something was obviously missing. Imagine my grin when later on I came across the Helical Orbit model which posits just such a thing as there was a plane obscured in the simplistic version pushed for public consumption:

Its an onion thing! Now, obviously, some of these cuts make many weep but others grin so its a case of get in where you fit in but its worth remembering that every single child that steps into this realm is a Warrior before its trained out of them and they acquiesce to the machinations of a System that pimped their parents and will their kids as well by skewing how they think as it slides Thunk in instead and even the above is simplistic as one cannot help but wonder and question why Venus spins out of sync with the rest and that leads us to deeper topics with mind blowing implications but lets bounce on a higher note with this instead:

Can you imagine how it would feel to live on that Earth in their realm? What type of songs would they sing with celestial elements in such perfect sync? Take a listen:

More to heaven and earth, my friend. There is a reason why I ask if you can you hear the Psylense…

Till we meet again