Why did you click this article? What drew you in? Before you continue to read the text I request you stop and reflect upon the motivation and from where it springs as well as speculate a bit on what you think comes next along with your own impressions as this is an interactive process. You may consider making some notes or comments to attest this before we begin as the mind tends to be most fluid in this respect and I’d like you to keep a record of your own perspect before I share what has recently become Self evident.
The internet has been weaponized.
They have achieved this end in a way that is commendable and slick so check out this parable that elicits the rhyme behind the reason of your phones recommendations. In the interim, allow me to furnish you with a street parable to highlight the script:
Lets say that you sell dope and its really quite great. Problem is the latest shipment came in with a taint and its making the fiends skin scale in a most strange way. Now obviously this hints about the tint that was placed in and your connect says “Tough. Deal with it” as he applies his most trolltastic grin. What would you do next? Obviously you need to find a new supply, that much is Self evident but now you’re stuck with some product that could taint your rep as you are known for selling the best. What someone did was a stroke of genius as he picked up sticks and sent his runners into a new town where he’d scoped out the angles and hit the fiends with free samples of what he’d usually sell and when they came to reup they got some of this mixed in with the mess and this was gradually amped up in increments. By the time the bricks had been sold and that towns addicts were a little worse for wear he was gone with the wind after having made out like a bandit and had found a new connect as well. “What does this have to do with the internet?” I hear you wondering. Everything.
There is a movie called Vanilla Sky within which the main character decides real life as it is doesn’t cut it after a tragic event and instead he gets seamlessly stitched into a simulation. The only hint is the clouds, up above, take on an artistic lilt and for a while things are swell until the mess he suppressed comes peaking through again. This leads to a moment of revelation and its here, dear reader, you may find your Self if you can digest what comes next.
Can you imagine what would happen if after years and years of using, like the fiends in question, you had been assimilated the internet? By that I mean it was no longer something external that you accessed but was actually stitched in the to fabric of your being on a subtle level?
We have, as you can tell, mixed up the two tales mentioned and its up to you to the Do the Knowledge in that respect because I am limited to a small sample size at the moment and but, as far as I can tell, it goes a little something like this:
If you take a bunch of clocks and set them tick tocking on the spot after a while they all chime in. The same thing was demonstrated with crowds when it comes to riots and the rest as the more people tend to pool the more an energetic link they beget which creates a feedback loop which exerts its own influence. Great performers know this well which is why the use call and response part of audience participation causes such an immense connection with certain artists. You could say this is an inherent part of being human as we yearn, more than anything else, to feel and be felt as its the most intimate sensation one can imagine. Into this mix slithers something from a bitten apple that promises to make androids of men. Stop me if you heard this one:
Much like the original opiate of the masses before it that promised spiritual salvation and unification with the divine element but actually delivered conflict and division we are seeing the same thing for a new generation, especially those born plugged in as brain rot most definitely is a thing. I’m an Eighties jit that means I stepped into this realm and the flesh I’m sporting before digital. We lived and were developed in the last remnants of an analog era with VHS cassettes, vinyl records and FM radio sets. Did you know that static you’d see, back when, on a detuned screen is actually the cosmic remains of the Big Bang? Or so they say. I laced you with this Game to bring the principle of resonance into clear view because if here we have a shred of what created this place that survives to this day and it was stealthily tucked away on a screen which links in, mysteriously, with old world observations and modern astronomy you’d have to wonder about the depth of the sketch, yes? Well, I did.
I always found it fascinating that if I zoomed my head so close in that I could see those red, green and blue pixels dancing that the image tended to vanish as I could no longer make sense of the bigger pic. On the flip if I sat really far away they impact didn’t hit and thus there was a sweet spot to all of this as the groove I wore in the carpet, back when, attests.
If you look at the latest space pics they say Saturn displays a strange blip that makes very little sense that looks a little something like this:
The Vedic text that were penned, back when, draw a very interesting link as they too – somehow – spotted this shape and the hex it represents and without the net or TV sets made this proclamation:
“This planet governs time and space, the limits therein and all that is given form and shape. As such it rules the basis of reality and in the human state it sits betweens ones legs as the basis of what brings us in, how long we get and various other bits”.
Not only this but they went to list attributes, anthropomorphized, that listed him as an old man who walked with a limp and could be said to be cruel taskmaster but it always was, in the end, for your best. Now, I need to mention that this race took reincarnation as a straight fact and believed the Soul trapped in the flesh that labors under ignorance of the spiritual terms and conditions goes blundering from one life to the next and is totally ignorant of the credits and debts they wracked up in their last spin. Compare and contrast that with the YOLO mindset whilst pondering exactly how they came to such conclusions and you may draw a striking parallel:
Isn’t that something? Not just this but also this:
And the fact that you, this moment, are currently reading via a black mirror which, once upon a when, was used by the real life Double Oh Seven at the behest of his mistress in order to communicate with angels or beings from beyond this realm. Nothing exists in a vacuum and once you start delving in and pulling these loose threads the narrative they slipped over your eyes when developing starts falling apart as it makes little sense but what they hid is actually a truth stranger than fiction as one cannot help but question where they hell they manifested and why a thick layer of ignorance makes it seem heaven sent. That, my friend, is the 8 billion Soul question. Lets get back to this;
So, we have an ancient symbol slash image that comes to modern times and, somehow, reps the same things as we compress space and time via the shadowy reflection upon which a trio of colors are dancing in order to weave their influence upon our subconscious. That last part is very important because you, no doubt, are aware of the term “veg out” and how you turn your brain off when surfing or screening as this is time to chill and thus the critical faculty bypass is in full effect which allows one to invest in what is said like it is happening to them. If you extrapolate and add in the lower base chakra resonance it makes a load of sense because one of the things I’ve noticed with long term depressives is they’d drag themselves out of bed, turn on the TV set and lie on the couch in front of it for ages without feeling a shred of their symptoms whilst plugged in. I found that fascinating and it, in part, motivated this quest for the deeper meaning of what was truly happening and how their heart rates, respiration and the rest could shift so well in the presence of a black cube but they were powerless to take action themselves. Or so they said. I’d be willing to bet that if we could do real time blood tests we’d find an immense drop in stress chemicals as they let the waves of background cosmic radiation wash over them and I do believe this ties in, real well, with why the book is always, always, always better than the flick as you must actively recruit your imagination to make things come to life and this is quite different to being force fed special effects which are limited by tech, one perspective and a ninety minute time limit that pales in comparison to lines on the page which brings us, full circle, to the difference between printed text and reading via a tech as I have seen plenty who attest that their retention and comprehension via a tablet is next to nil compared to actually feeling a repurposed tree in their grip. That is another topic we may examine, if you wish. For now lets get back to your subconscious:
As you have hopefully picked up from whats said a lot of this comfort swells up from the depths and that is what makes it all so hypnotic as one feels an immense sense of resonance with what may be a direct portal to a planet that drifts in the abyss. Now, granted, for many this may be a leap to far so lets make it simpler with this revelation:
There is no “out there” in this realm as it all happens within your consciousness. This is how, I feel, the sages of yore and countless shamans did such amazing things that we can barely replicate with tech as they innerstood the principles of resonance, coherence and awareness along with their presence in the mid that makes all of this possible which links in to the old idiom of a tree falling with no Witness. It creates a sound but its merely potential without any shell likes for it to fall in and feed those vibrations via a brainstem to the one listening. Much like a TV set in an empty room as there is no one to view even though the rest may be present as the lights are flickering but no one is home to take them in, ascribe meaning and pour so much of their own awareness into the script via the feeling they bring. Real eyes realize reel lies, but thats a deeper topic as well. Lets rewind, Selecta:
Cosmic background radio we knew well in static TV times, back when, linked in to the movement of planets which ancients said were resonant with whats between your legs as the generative principle that bought you into this realm and thus the micro and macrocosm are coherent. At some point in between we saw the same deal being used to create three Western religions that have been busy fighting among themselves in a huge Game of Simon Says… as their prophets and parables all decided to pick the same pitch but say different things as well the various beefs, brewing within, as each and every one of them has a schism in their midst. At some point a white woman with a crown she shouldn’t truly possess told her agent to make a proverbial deal with the devil in order to speak to “angels” and this evidence sits in the British Museum where anyone can visit it:
What do you know? A black mirror, in the flesh and you, right now, are using the same thing to time travel to places that may or may not exist as well as flatten the globe so it can all fit inside your fist. Ain’t that something? Do you remember how people said that you only use ten percent of your brain? Well, once again, that was correct in one way but missing a vital ingredient:
A better way of saying it would be to state that you are ignoring ninety percent of your consciousness which dwells beneath the neck. Now, this is an absolutely immense topic that I can prove, picture perfect, with historical examples but lets look at the modern instead and I’d be willing to bet that if we scooped up a modern kid and then went back to the Eighties to find his exact equivalent in terms of resonance we’d find the older model to be way smarter, much fitter and generally more present than the brainrot victim who was born sucking on pixels and the skewed visions they present. Better still if we did the same again but when back to the Vedic period we’d look at the kid wearing a Global Hypercolor T shirt that is busy color changing as he flicks his yoyo as functionally retarded in comparison what they created, back when, as their modes of instruction in how to use your human vessel were totally different. In that respect they used more of their awareness than we who were trained to sit up straight, look ahead and do well on the test and, in many aspects, I’m living proof of this because most of my school times were spent trying to balance a chair on two legs whilst shooting lasers beams at peoples heads whilst perfecting how to get kicked out of class as quick as I can so I could stroll to the library and continue my own education as I wished. Not only this but I spent hours each night, thinking, and then even more reading so when I came back the next day and asked a question that was beyond the teachers frame of reference and thus highlighted his ignorance as one doing it for a check and thus totally devoid of passion it meant I was swiftly ejected, as I grinned, and went back to my own research which is a habit that continues to this day.
The downside of this is you are out of resonance with a people that are well adjusted to a profound social sickness they dare not question as they adapted like fish who swim in a hallucinogenic ocean or people believing the Emperor isn’t naked because the script tells them:
“Who you gonna believe? Us or your lying eyes?“.
Which brings us full circle to the land of deception that is the web where people present themselves as the absolute best they can get then heavily edit the narrative as others buy in and reward their tricks with profits and none reality test as the lie is addictive because they were trained and raised on fiction presented as facts with next to no introspection. Do you think the plastic surgery gen will hate their kids when their default genetic features are reflecting back at them? I do and its also why designer babies will be a thing which leads us onto the transhumanist movement in which carbon and silicon mix aka the mark of the beast as addressed in the Bible which makes you wonder exactly how who pushed the pen knew this or is it, as I suspect, a shooting script for this stage of the reality show we’re within which is why Jesus was born of a virgin and the rest of the astrological info stitched in which leads us right back to the Vedics who predicted all of this as they said that man would fall to such a place that he would no longer no his elbow from his rear end but would, nonetheless, attempt to lick both of them as he stepped along the psychosocial treadmill where thieves dressed in purple deceived them as false kings that aim solely to protect what they’ve stolen and serve themselves as well. Seems kind of accurate, yes? I guess, in that respect, I’m the jit that yelled:
And then refused to quit even though the rest were so enmired in their personal and collective hypnosis which is what makes this adventure in the flesh oh so interesting but, before we drift, lets wrap it up and get to the point of the topic as we tie these loose threads I’ve just sprinkled into your subconscious into a coherent narrative in which the good guy wins, gets the girls and rides off into the sunset leaving you feel warm within even though your own life is a mess and have been tricked by a ninety minute empathy generating machine which is the same, in the end, as some social reject beating off to a pornstarlet faking like she’s enjoying it. All of these have in common that one Saturnian element of the black square so lets hit the nail on the head with the Vanilla Sky moment:
I think that we have all been trained to fall in sync with something with don’t fully comprehend and these new algos they have running things are doing way more than just spotting trends but are actively influencing things like your moment to moment decisions in ways most can’t imagine. It wasn’t always like this because when the tech was rudimentary and such resonance was not possible but like the apocryphal tale of the hundredth monkey event I sense the equivalent has kicked because the modern gen attest that something has shifted in their depths which is why they act like this and, to us, seem functionally retarded and unable to comprehend life without a screen in the mid which is, in effect, paving the way to transhumanism as the only sane option which is, frankly, crazy as all that will do is take that ninety percent skill of which you’re ignorant and feed back a tiny, trippy chunk to those plugged in whilst doing what, exactly, with the rest? Thats what I’m wondering because if a golden age baby is the same as the one, present, and the System is what makes them a mess via the things its forced to accept to fit in then obviously those at the helm don’t intend to relent their grip as they’re one up on the rest who they look at as beasts of burden and cattle in comparison to them, the true humans. Do you think the tech they sell will have the same effects for the super rich and grandfathered in in comparison to the plebs who were trained to chase after those red cartoon boots that looked stupid? What about comments like this and such thinking? Will that be allowed or even possible or will the adepts then find caves in order to drop off the grid so they can explore their own consciousness?
I’ll have to make a vid to go with this that details the examples that made me think like this because I’ve read countless comments from people who just thought of something and had their net connection feed it back to them and its becoming so common that most don’t suspect what truly kicks. Recollect that, for ages, a lot of people were certain that their mics were spying on them as they’d speak and see ads but were brushed off as foil tin upon head wearing types of cretins before they admitted they did this and thats why the not quite human head of the book of faces did keep his own cameras and mics taped well, yes? One rule for them and another for the rest. Its always been like this, even in the Vedic civilization mentioned and one of the most interesting blips is the caste system in which you were literally born into a position which Huxley took and pimped to create his Brave New World narrative which is seeming inevitable when we “ascend” via the promise of silicon that will extend the life sentence of those who plug in with an artificial bliss in contrast to the current induced ugliness which is, at least, authentic in a sense to ones who Know the Ledge as that option will be off the table for that gen as a man can see further through a tear than telescope when he comprehends that all of this is within his awareness which is the prime mover and shaker of this realm that then turns around and sells him the illusion of being human before piling in loads of mess into their heads to ensure most meet their death in ignorance of what truly kicks as well as the depth of the trick and things like this make me question the intent at the helm as I suspect thats the same clique that sold the Emperor a load of BS and had him tell the same to his adherents, plugged in, whereas I’m the one who got away and this explains, real well, why the attempts on my life are so frequent that I stopped counting them and took them as learning lessons instead to comprehend the depths of their machinations as well as the limits therein because, in the end, it all takes place inside my awareness ergo without me this world doesn’t exist.
Oh, and for those still reading who think none of this makes sense I’d suggest you check this as well then reality test my hypothesis because your phone is the single greatest proof of what I’ve said and that thread is packed with real life examples as well along with this recent turn of events:
The Game of Souls has you, my friend.
Till we meet again
