Why do we play Games? Why, for fun. What else? Imagine you were playing Hide & Seek one day and in between you counting and chasing the rest someone managed to slip in going to work, paying bills and all the rest of it. Would that Game still be amusing? Of course it wouldn’t. And yet, that is exactly what happened… Imagine how miffed you feel when you died (but were still alive) and you saw how you were taken in by the claims you never stopped to adjudicate.
That is their Game. Its so effective that 81% of the realm hate it but acquiesce and seek out creature comforts that prevent the realization of the trick. What I’m saying is no illusion = no enlightenment and we, Souls currently plugged in, are playing the Game on its highest level against the most devious Opponent one can imagine. His plots and schemes go a little like this:
A child is born overflowing with Inner Sense. They may not be able to express the concepts yet with words and symbols but the body language and presence is effortless. This is the first vector of attack as one must be displaced from within in order for the false pretender to ascend. Next comes the trick of speaking from within their head with a voice they think is them. Spin it back, do you remember when it first started talking and how life was before it kicked? I do but, like most things, many folks never stop to check their inner realms as they are nigh on strangers to their Self which is part and parcel of the trick because if your Opponent can fill this void you won’t admit with a never ending stream of trivia and entertainment to keep you bedazzled whilst in the flesh then you keep writing their meal ticket and paying for your ignorance by living the life unexamined. Whoops, jumped aheart a few steps because it simultaneously processes whats linear in your head:
So, all of these Souls, so different, are herded into place and made to sit still as can be and are rewarded for their rote repetition of whatever their teacher says. The ones who do well usually excel in the System as it was built for them to fit. Those who don’t either become derelicts, criminals or philosophers par excellence as they perceive the shadows depth and question the water they’re made to swim within which is invisible to most fish. After nearly two decades of this most are well adjusted to the mass sickness that encompasses the globe with an iron fist and sent off, head first, onto the psychosocial treadmill in an altered state of consciousness. From there on out its work, buy, consume, die as they try to get around the board as many times as they can before they meekly inherit the earth that was promised as its shoveled on top of them. The end.
Or, not quite. As then its time for a handy, dandy memory wipe and they do it all again.
This is the wheel of time that Buddha mentioned and when you see it like this the intent behind it can’t be anything more or less than demonic, yes? And yet for many this slice of hell is heaven sent and, if you’re one of the 11%, you get to grin as you reign in it with a little help from your friends. The 8% find themselves set adrift on something that isn’t quite dead but most certainly isn’t living which is why drugs, sex and violence are quite common along with mass fixations on other things like pornographic images to beat off the stress or immense stretches of gaming and the ilk. Doesn’t matter though, end result is the same for most.
Live. Die. Repeat.
A tiny fraction of the rest manage to Know the Ledge whilst living and see through the illusion and this is when hell releases its angels which come with gossamer wings to whisper sweet nothings to lure you back in to the web as, without you, none of this exists and thus your exit spells their death. Are things starting to make sense yet of why ancient cultures viewed the flesh as a curse and spent so much time figuring how to get the F out of here before mans awareness dimmed and into the void stepped an electric current which blinded them with a light that was no authentic? I’ll let you guess where we are, right now, and what kicks. Did you notice that voice in your head had been registering protests since the head of this article? I’d be willing to bet a lot of the plugged in already clicked off before getting to this bit as this is the info it dreads you comprehending and applying:
How can you be it when you are that which listens?
That is who stepped in. That is who you are, in and beyond the flesh. That is who is identical from one life to the next and that is all that can leave this realm at the end of your spin. Problem is its radiant glow is covered in whole load of shame and ignorance which is designed to exploit the innate firmware of the brain which is driven toward pleasure and away from pain. This is why the Warrior goes against the grain in his quest for liberation as it beats the alternative which is the continue screen in which so many peeps say the same thing:
“I saw my life flash before my eyes and then I was drawn down this dark tunnel and at the end was an illumination with immense affection awaiting my presence”.
aka remembering the trip from the womb to the world. Again. How many times do you Thunk you’ve read this text?
No illusion = No enlightenment.
The Opponent chose his hiding place, really well, and, at this very moment, is denying any of this is even possible and doing his best to create discomfort to make sure you don’t examine your inner realms. Haven’t you wondered why each and every thing from the womb till the tomb is focused on keep your attention on them? Religions need you to believe, celebs beg for you to perceive and the Observer Effect suggests that without a glance, nothing kicks, ergo your true power is so immense that the best way to describe it would be to say this entire realm exists within your awareness. Which leads us back to Inner Sense because each child, intuitively, Knows they are the centre of the universe and it all revolves around them before the System hits them up the head with some conditioning. Some parents are just wack and they’ve thrown them for a loop before they even manifest by causing stress during development or the vital post natal period. I mean, let me give you an example I’ll cover in depth, elsewhen:
Back in Kemet the pregnant woman was sent to a natural enclave surrounded by beautiful things and nature in its element to be pampered and guided by the wisdom of old maidens. At time of birth she would squat, in darkness, to welcome – into her own hands – the flesh of her flesh into a tranquil environment that was optimally equipped to ensure the perfect resonance.
Compare that with the elderly packed into retirement homes, feeling useless, parents stressed to death as they pay day care to raise their kid who was smacked on the rear end in a place doused in surgical spirit and antiseptics by a man overworked and underpaid that looks at life like a conveyor belt to pay their bills. Then all the above mentions happen to add insult to what is injurious.
No wonder so few seekers actually find what was hiding:
Their Self aka gnosis in the flesh bka Knowing the Ledge. Are the pieces starting to fit yet or am I talking a load of BS that has no link with reality? Here, let me lace you with a starter for ten you’ll be glad you possessed when this spin comes to an end:
“Go back, go back. Its not your time yet” said the merciful angel of radiance expressed the near death survivor with a face, rapturous.
Those are the archons aka the Opponent. At your death they’ll pimp, scream and beg for you not to leave this realm via all types of manipulation. Its why Christian NDEs see Jesus, as they expect, and the rest perceive whatever they wish or were programmed with because its all based on your consciousness and current level of ignorance hence why the willhelpme project is seen as the biggest threat and there have been many attempts to take me out of this because the very last thing they want is for people to comprehend the shadows depth, walk in and find the true source of enlightenment that was hidden so they can send you an electric bill instead.
Till we meet again
