He looks like you, but different. There is a warm glint around his eyes that hints he takes no mess whilst being open and tolerant. He is the illusion killer. The version of you you could be if you decide to unleash the Warrior within. See, he knows your mother is part of a coven and the main aspect of their covenant was to ensure the golden child she begets is killed, dead, before he ever gets to arise to his prominence and fulfill his mission in this realm. They’re all in on it. Her brood was hand picked and selected for this mission as its of vital importance to those who suppress the rest on this planet. Including their own members. Ironic.
Now, granted, your illusions may not be as dramatic as this example but these things do happen. Actually, I was recently watching a flick from back when that made me think because, in a real life context, had the Golden Child manifested into this realm it would have gone a little something like this:
The evil forces of suppression would’ve moved in secret, as the above example suggests. They would have carefully infiltrated said bloodline on the Soul level with one intent:
Kill the kid.
You ever stopped to think about that word and how it relates to goats, sacrificial? What about a school of fish? Quite certainly the animal in man is something that comes via induction and this is something one who kills his illusions will comprehend whereas the other who dwells in a cell in his head will deny till his last breath at which point its too late to do anything about the deception they invested in…
See, the golden child is the illusion killer. Ironic, yes? This is why you hear me talk about Inner Sense and how those in charge of this realm intend to Adulterate it, quick, in order to make these fresh Souls with their still resonant connection as emotionally dead as their parents as the Pane Body of one gen is passed onto the next. Getting back to the flick that inspired this missive:
The child who reps the living embodiment of a beneficial resonance would have his bloodline targeted before he even steps in. The reason for this is simple, the dark forces control the high ground at the moment hence the need for prophets, saviors and the rest. The very fact that one side must send them and the other murders them dead then builds a narrative around events their own institutions and claims in the mid should make bells ring but it takes one willing to kill their illusions by doing the Knowledge to see the Game as it is…
Much like the rest who step in, the baby brain is quite dangerous as one remembers to forget their divine mission, real quick. This is now a question of voltage or noiZ and Psylense as the former attempts to overpower the latter via its immediate resonance. In that respect you could class it as a Man in the Middle attack (ironic) or a pirate radio ting. Both of them are quite accurate and yet the child is also an alchemist and these moves made against actually spark his divine consciousness as he recollects his mission. Thing is he is not yet an illusion killer and nor can he see through the facade of those that gave him life and nourishment even though he does suspect something is not quite correct with the sketch as they, at random times, cause him the most discomfort and then get right back on with the rest like nothing happened.
Did you know this is exceedingly common in the lives of those who go on to become schizophrenic? More accurately its the relationship with the mother that creates a type of fracturing in their awareness that later manifests as so called hallucinations and ideas of persecution. I’m sure you can intuit the rest of the sketch, yes? Interestingly its this same break with reality that the mystic covets and goes out of his way to create as it allows the requisite breathing space to click that one is not of this land of illusion but merely in it as what they are is far greater and much more magnificent. I strongly suspect that those that end up in the nuthouse are ones who, on some level, reject the suggestions of the System and refuse to become round pegs in square holes like the rest who are well adjusted to such immense social sickness but that is another topic.
The child grows and those around can tell he is not like the rest. There is a certain something about him that effortlessly draws them in and he’s way ahead of the rest in all respects. Obviously this causes problems when it comes to getting an education as how can something as backwards as the concentration camp wing of the System ever hope to program one who came to demolish it? The illusion killer is a rebel without a pause, in that respect, and this causes all types of problems when it comes to his parents who’ll attempt anything to ensure his compliance. Lets fast forward a bit:
Many of the previous that were sent either ended up in a mad house talking about how they’re out to get and they’re all in on it as they refuse, point blank, to speak to their concerned family who comes to visit them and the experts mark it down to being as nutty as a fruitcake due to previous grandiose comments that suggest they’d came to uplift this realm and make an immense difference to the crooked business of living which is akin to a subtle hell for those trapped in even though it presents the illusion of being heaven sent. Looking at his notes on the medics says:
“I almost wish the elctroshock and strong meds weren’t so effective as he certainly had an interesting view on things“.
The one in question had been waylaid and his divine mission, distorted. He now goes and looks for missing kids and saves them from a fate worse than hell. All around him are agents masquerading as friends, family and clients but he is totally ignorant of this because his internal GPS is wrecked from the years of gaslighting and subtle attacks upon his consciousness. See, this is where my interpretation differs from the flick as the child and adult sent to save him are one and the same in my rendition and that, my friend, is entirely accurate with you, me and the rest living on the planet because, like Bob said, none but our Self can free our mind and that hits the nail on the head which is why they killed him dead.
How long shall they kill our prophets, whilst we stand aside and look? Many a golden has made it through, in some respect, and dropped a message or two via song, dance or book. Are you listening?
At one point the child, now Adulterated, realizes something is very wrong with this sketch and how his quest to save the rest may actually be a deft inversion of protecting that which languishes within and has been diverted from its true mission. Thing is the grown version is not pure or resonant in any way as, due to his life and upbringing, he now drinks, is stressed plus is short tempered and fond of violence against those who threaten them. He never really stops to think about this but the swelling of Inner Sense embers after a particularly tough case makes him glimpse within and the wounds of the past, still weeping, and this causes a quantum leap in consciousness. At first he thinks he’s flipped his lid with the dream sequence events in which he sees people he knows well via a totally different lens as he rests in bed. The scars burnt into his flesh are a tell and he starts to recollect how there was no J, back when, but a Y instead which makes him ask more questions about what kicks.
Its at this point we’d usually see the introduction of a supernatural agent as per Campbells Hero’s Quest and this can manifest as a million and one things. It can be via the girl who kicks the hornets nest by dropping a pill in your drink or a woman with a tattoo on her spinal column that forces him to spread his wings that were locked in ignorance after he gets the message whilst sexing from the image that presents. Either way the illusion killer is coming face to faceless with his first Victim:
His (false) self.
See, in this Game there are truly only two positions when it comes to the Slave/Masters and their way of doing things. You are either an Opponent or Victim. 81% are wearing off the peg personas designed to kill their spirit via Adulteration but are so enamored with the trick that they’ll kill to protect it and call anyone who says diff an infidel. Ironic, yes? The other 11% get stitched up, good and proper, with a custom fit that uses a traumatic imprint under the guise of initiation to pimp their awareness by sharing a secret hidden from the rest that allows them to manipulate the plebs using a mix of intent, gesture and language to influence at a distance. Maybe the schizos were onto something, eh? That leaves the 8% of which one is the hero in the quest and the rest are either derelicts, locked in insane asylums or career criminals that found their niche of going against the grain but not in the correct resonance as they adapted to fit in by playing the hand they were dealt from a position of ignorance as to their true strength. In the end the Opponents intent is to protect his investment in the manipulation of his living Victims who are little more than hostages of spirit that believe the programs in their heads, without questioning the motives of the voice that, quite simply, cannot be them.
Not so for the illusion killer as he has now set off on his quest to a foreign land that is the neither East nor West. What does that mean? Look within, my friend. Jesus with two thieves either side, ring any bells? He sits in quiet contemplation – that was the wink about the Buddhist link as its all about awareness, in the end. The part about the water not being pure and how it is carried within as consciousness was a hint about the dual nature of the man, Adulterated, and how he must learn to sift this from his Inner Sense. Its a perilous adventure that is filled with challenge and, quite often, he may wish to quit as it takes so much effort. The thing is the child, golden, is well aware of all of this and from a level beyond the principalities of the Slave/Masters influence he sends the signals which actually caused this drive for gnosis and the shift it will beget once they are resonant again in order to continue the mission for which he was sent.
He has stopped chasing cases and instead took a quest that reps the greatest challenge he’d ever met. Obviously the forces of darkness do not like this and rail against. They’ll send friends, wellwishers and strangers who are all agents in fancy dress to pull at his heart strings or on the pretext of checking up on him when, in reality, they need to be nearby in order to spin their wicked web of influence as they attempt to manipulate his subconscious. He is having none of it as he can feel that what he’d long sensed was amiss in this world was actually a cryptic hint about the life he’d lived. The illusion killer begins the genesis of a nemesis that won’t rest until he’s torn his previous ignorance to shreds. On the other hand stands the golden child within who furnishes his awareness with the weapons and strength needed for this quest as they are moving toward each other via a hyper dimensional dance that causes those who would oppress to sweat as they have so much invested in this realm and, quite literally, need it to remain fed.
What happens next? Who can tell? Its a work in progress that was inspired by a flick as we all, one day, must fight this battle as the beams of Inner Sense sent to this realm all come with a mission etched in their chest that System is designed to make them forget as they’re overpowered by false resonance and the immense need to fit in. Gifted is the rebel without a pause that doesn’t acquiesce and walks with the common man but loses not his divine connection for he is truly the finder of lost children in the Valley of the Plebs as he signals to the rest that what appears heaven sent may actually be a form of hell as he sets off on his mission to not kill their illusions – as they, remember, would die to protect them – but ask simple questions like if they feel content, happy and fulfilled within or is something always missing as they two step along a treadmill that is so predictable and boring.
“Why does the alternative fill you with dread? What of the life unexamined, my friend?” he says as he pushes the limits during his adventure in the flesh after liberation. The golden child is the illusion killer and this is what kicks when Inner Sense is at the helm as its power is unfinite along with its Prime resonance to the all of everything that swiftly renders truth from deception with the merest flick of his eyes that beam wisdom into this realm from a place far beyond and yet within. “Know ye not ye are gods?” he asks the crowds, gathering.
Can you hear the Psylense?
Till we meet again
