You pour water into a cup, it becomes the cup and that, my friend, is both the solution and the problem because, in life, the cure and poison often grow side by side but seeing this in the moment takes a wider lens. Walk with me:
Acknowledge how far you’ve came.
The aim of the Game on this stage is always to get ahead. You can see this if you watch people marching down the street as their neck is on stretch and jutting out way in front of their chest. Being aheart, instead, means generating a sync within the Three Kingdoms and this can often manifest as a pep in your step as you feel Centered in Self. How to do this? Simple, pretend there is a golden rope of bliss extending from your abdomen pulling you toward your highest potential then let your innerG sink to uplift. Sounds like a contradiction and you may even feel stupid once you start stepping but when it clicks, it clicks. Like a straight line in Tetris, watch those blocks melt.
Another thing that really helps with generating immense confidence is taking a moment to push the pen and reflect on what you’ve overcame, the wins, the Ls and all of the rest because if you’re still reading this then there is a chance to flip the Game on its head. If you wish. How to do this? Simple, walk your mind backwards. Better yet, if you can find a tennis court or similar thing hit it up before the playas are playing and start moonwalking. That, alone, can be hugely empowering because its akin to learning your ABCs in reverse as it breaks a lot of Patterns within the Pane Body. Add in some bouncing as well. The rewards speak for themselves. Getting back on thread:
Push the pen, write your life like an amazing action, epic motion pic. Aha ha ha! Its all a story, in the end so why not make it interesting? How could you reframe your past imperiences so that you either win or learn from everything? Introspection aka the Knowledge and doing it. If something bad and brutal happened that shattered you to pieces then slip in some solid gold wisdom and generate new links instead of wallowing in the division because, sometimes, you can’t spot a gift when it kicks and rattles your dentures. If you’re too busy running you’ll never see what it presents so tell the tale non linear, if you wish, and dive around various points and threads that may or may not make sense. The main thing is to spill the ink that resonates with bloodshed so you may choose red and different colors if you wish like purple for what you wish to bring in as you change perspective and black for what is dead and drained of emotion. It can be very, very cathartic. Especially if you break out the crayons and manage to avoid eating them. I don’t care if your Adulterated (false) self Thunks it can’t draw. Prove that bish wrong by creating an image on spec. Yeah, at first it feels forced but once the child within gets you’ve extended a hand to connect then you watch what happens. This is true magic, my friend.
By now you should have a basic sketch of your adventure in the flesh. You trials, tribulations, spills and thrills. As I mentioned in the last missive, reality is plastic and each time you recollect an event you’re actually reshaping it because, surprise, the subconscious cannot tell the difference between imagination and the rest which is an immense tell, if you really stop and ponder it. Its also how Hollywood manipulates the masses using socialist medes and such things for one is often consumed by what they’re consuming so be mindbodyful with what you pick. Do the Knowledge. Once again.
I’m willing to bet that once you read back your adventure in the flesh to the moment that presents you’ll be pretty impressed at your own strength and wisdom. Here comes the icing before we get to caking. Ready? “I wonder” are the two most powerful spells in this realm as they open the door to imagination and allow one to sense different.
“I wonder what I would do if I had no fear, knew I’d always win and am certain that I’m actually ahead of schedule and exactly where intended with all I need to make it happen”.
Hoooooooo! Can you feel it? Say it with me now, people:
“Hoooooooooooooooooooo!”.
Actually just toning that note for as long as you can go as you vary the pitch and get in touch with your feelings can do some pretty amazing things, so let rip. OK, so we’ve done some singing, dancing, pushing the pen. What next? Hmm, do something nice for your Self. Go and get a massage always, always, always tops the list because that touch and caress (which can be rough or delicate, depending on pref) can do wonders for your inner realms. Stretch. Get a lacrosse ball and roll it over your flesh whilst using your body to provide resistance. Get ready to yelp as the Pane Body doth sing the song you suppressed. A foam roller is most excellent. A sauna is great for a sweat, especially if you sit there, still and imagine the toxic thoughts, fear and dread being eviscerated from the frozen liquid within. Then chill before getting back in again as these temperature shifts perform wonders for those wondering why their head is filled with stress because the body Knows what time it is:
Now.
AKA the only moment that exists. I mean, duh, how obvious can you get? Look, if I took your Witness to the Fifth Dimension and said:
“Look. Here we have a sperm and egg that met and the cells divided before becoming a little baby who stepped into this realm and then became a kid, lived that script, pushed the pen, did the Knowledge and now sits in a higher realm looking at this temporal worm, undulating” you’d click the wisdom of the flying serpent aka ultradimensional perception and that you cannot do, my friend, when your view is weighed down with anvils. Gotta be light a feather to do these things, yes?
If you’ve got old pics, take a look at them and then pretend that version of you walked in. Pull out and empty chair for them and have a conversation in which you ask a question and imagine their response. You can do this from one seat or with active switching. Whatever works to create the link via disconnection and the resonance it brings. I know, its a contradiction, but we’re going non-dual people. By the way, it really helps to massage your ears before doing this. Get into every nook and crevice. Actually, do it now before reading whats next. Its OK, I’ll chill.
Did you do it? How did you caress those shells? Rough or delicate? Familiar and tender or with a sense of gingerness? Go and look in the mirror and pay homage to the fractal and the fact that it tells you the truth of this realm as those things on your head are shaped like the baby you were (and still are – flying serpent, recollect?) back when. I Know, mind blowing isn’t it? The thing is you’ve got to be willing to lose what they filled with faulty programming to come to your senses and, for many, this is a fate worse than death. Not so much for your principled friends as I’d had two NDEs before I started crawling and it really hasn’t relented since then ergo what I’m saying works because I’m living proof of this. Pills and potions, in my realm, only mask problems. This is how you come face to faceless with your inner Self as each sign of resistance is actually a signpost on the Path to healing so create it by walking and take the steps I mentioned or, better yet, create your own. I’m just sharing what worked for me and your resonance is free to pick what works, leave the rest but I suggest coming back, as and when, to try what you didn’t like as you may just discover an extended palette aka upping your res.
Life truly is a gift. The only problem is it comes draped in paper made of dread and can only be unwrapped in the present moment. How’s that for a wheeze, big cheese? We are trained to look anywhere but within and place happiness outside our selves which, in my mind, attests to the sheer level of social schizophrenia in this realm and its hyper normalization. The Warrior goes against the grain because of something within that senses the problem. Thing is there are no maps for this terrain, no tour guides and such things plus its often marked as the way to madness as those crazies with a depot in their rear ends actually Know a thing or two about the truth of this place which is why they’re filled with chemicals, isolated from the rest and written off as lost cases whilst not one single “scientist” ever stopped and drew the common link:
“Hold on a second. Every single one of these nutters, whether poor, rich, dumb, smart or any variable you can pick is always, always, always saying the exact same thing that something outside of their head is manipulating their awareness and things are not as they seem in this realm”.
Think this may be proofs of a conspiracy or a fingerprint of the hidden hand that rocks the cradle you were raised in like a fish unleashed into psychedelic waters with no gnosis of the trip as you accept the mass hallucinations, without question. Hooooooooo! Say it with me people!
Hooooooooooooooooooo!
Who is you, dude? Really? Are you simply John of house Smith who points at his labels and trinkets, external, or maybe some faith or symbol as the upper limit and thats it? To me that is like being handed the book of your life, reading the blurb and Thunking “Yep, thats pretty amazing, isn’t it?” without turning a page… Or watching the trailer and mistaking it for the main feature. Actually, that last one isn’t as valid because these days they give away the whole thing to get you to buy a ticket. Lets meander for a bit:
Have you ever noticed that all movies these days are sequels or retreads? How about the fact that most hit songs are nearly identical? What if I told you they’re actually manufacturing consent with the intent of making you all blink in the same instance ala Simpsons. Telling, isn’t it, that this clip was excised from the reruns. A bit too close to the truth, eh? Art is a lie that tells it how it is but in a world swamped with fictions presented as wisdom its hard to digest what actually kicks and thus what is genuine for me may not be for you but at least I’ve done the Knowledge and have strong opinions, loosely held, as each res that steps up my voltage can totally change the narrative as I’ll simply grab another pad, some fresh pens and acknowledge how far I’ve came, trim what doesn’t fit, take stock of the Game as it is, check in with my feelings, sling some ink, introspect and then get back on it as I pimp stroll down the street Knowing that I am absolutely perfect from my head to my feet as I am me. A one of one. The performance of a lifetime, never to be repeated or equaled with no sequel or retread.
Actually, that last part is not entirely correct but I cannot yet speak on that as the implications are terrifying and it would be akin to taking someone who couldn’t swim and dumping them in the ocean on a night stormy and dreadful. Eventually the freediver will gladly parachute into this from the back of a jet with his adrenaline yelling “Hooooooooooo!” as he’s built for it but you’ve got to work your way up to that resonance but I will lace you with a little Game as a hint:
Are you the best or wackest version of your Self?
See how you Knew, in an instant, on a scale of one to ten where you sit on that range? That means the other potentials can be actuated and thats where we get super duper multiversal aka beyond the flying serpent but that is a whole nother adventure I’d rather you discover for Self so we can compare notes in the end because if one person sees such things then it could be delusion but if others also imperiment and report similar findings then we may just be onto something. As opposed to on something, like that poor schizophrenics and their psychotropics that are hell bent on keeping their awareness within the cage of the Third Dimension of ignorance that sells spells of ignorance as wisdom because someone switched the labels on the tin and no handsome stranger has, yet, swung into your village with a can of the real thing that makes its presence felt the minute it hits your system as there is no denying the genuine as it has no need of your validation plus it doesn’t care about your feelings. And yet, right now, we see the epidemic levels of softness as people yell so and so is the problem and worse than Hitler himself because they cannot regulate their own energetics. Isn’t that outsane? I think it is. Anyway, signing off for now with a familiar refrain but, this time, with sprinkles:
The Game of Souls has you, my friend. Acknowledge how far you’ve came in order to sprinkle the seeds for liberation within your fertile imagination as there is no “out there” without an “in here” and your presence is essential to make this realm manifest hence the Observer Effect ergo you are far more powerful than you’ve been led to believe. Think like an alchemist. Take that base and shift its resonance to something more authentic and watch the gold reveal itself.
Till we meet again
