“We know who you are and you’re not them because even though all come to this realm with something great inside them few get to possess their pure untainted awareness once we’re done with them. You know, of course, that makes you a threat when you won’t acquiesce to what we present. Look at what we give, be our friend and we’ll bring an end to the lack of recognition and excess of deprivation we sent, the world will hear your message if you’ll only edit a few portions and point your wisdom elsewhere and not reveal the whole script because the best way to control the opposition is to lead it and with you at the helm the whole thing runs well which is why you ain’t dead and our hand still extends.
Its why the sphere has fear, we spelled it out right there and placed it in their minds so they wouldn’t find the outline of the hypercube which defines their life and thus they’ll spend their time running from here to the other and continually fool one another that they progress when inside they feel, at best, no different and usually worse than before they took the steps we present because a fool and his Inner Sense soon split when a genius is born into the hands of the ignorant as they will do what they do best:
Adulterate. Make them just like them. But you, you resisted from inception. No matter what we threw at you you wanted no parts of it. Before you’d taken your first steps you’d already said to death you weren’t scared of it as, by then, you knew it well so of course we had to amp the threat and bring you down to your own living hell and then fracture your inner realm as we violated the boundaries of your being in ways cruel and slick but this pressure just turned the coal into a diamond which glistens, so shiny, we wanted more of it and thus we called out whilst you were still a kid:
“Come, join us, see all we can give. We can remove all this ugliness and place you in a beautiful environment fit for your intelligence and surrounded by those who’ll share wisdom about the things you intuit”. Remember what you said? Yes, we remember it well because we never forget one who rejects but then you come from a line of heartstrong idiots that met inopportune ends, really quick, and still you won’t take the hint and acquiesce when we offered you the world if you’d only give us your pledge.
We watched you buck the system, time and time again. We watched you swim in the seas of larceny with your criminal associates and actually celebrated and encouraged this because it is, after all, how we play the Game and the further you accelerate your Self destruction the more we have to gain and at the time it seemed you’d take the leap and sign your name you withdrew your chips from the board and walked away from the table with all you had gained and chose instead to meditate. Or “Journey” as you say, a subtle difference the herd don’t get as they sit there eyes closed, crossed leg making imaginary progress. You took it to the lengths of making an enemy out of the (false) self you’d spent so long cultivating and you weren’t even a quarter century in to your life sentence. This we couldn’t have as you were veering off script and thus plans were put into motion to bring you up to your neck in debt so 81 hours were spent with all hands on deck and the other Eighty Seven you were still on the premises so we had you hemmed in, like an animal experiment as we weaved the words and acted slick. Friends who’d soon be revealed as a nemesis, the hint of success presented as an eternal promise, a female compatriot who’d allow you to spread your wings. We planned it out perfect, dropped such subtle hints with mystic cheques and financial support that allowed you vision to blossom and then, once again, you rejected all of it. Except this time there were dire consequences because you forced us to tip our hands and directly reveal ourselves as the kiss of death program kicked in that was supposed to end your spin because if we can’t have you, no one will and the white hot rage she felt at your rejection we forged into a weapon designed to end your presence and yet you danced with the devil, dangled over the abyss and then got to floating and said “I’ve had enough of this” and, once again, vanished from our grip, leaving us with a fistful of silver as you waltzed off with the gold, more insight, more wisdom and more Inner Sense as to the nature of the Game and this realm that you’re within but not of, that much is Self evident.
Don’t you know we call the shots? We say how it is. They will not and cannot listen, no matter what you think because we control them. They are our Slaves because we decree this and thus it is. Such is the power of the spoken word when it comes to this ignorant to the nature of silence and, sure, we can make this hint super loud and direct and they’ll still be oblivious because they think that the hell that reigns within is actually their natural presence because they Know not how to quiet the tumult we gift that they, in turn, pass on to their children who are sent and crammed in to our educational System that teaches them how to think. Or Thunk as you said. Witty as ever, young Prince. The whole “concentration camp” angle was real slick but then you never fell for the trick, back when. Little did you suspect that we have plenty more of this and thus we let you stick around as you keep things entertaining and provide but training and a warning for our adepts should they ever think to go against the one who gives them wings to extend beyond this realm. Those who stumble and fumble beyond our grip most certainly become schizophrenics as our flying monkeys do their thing but you know all about this, yes?
So now we’re amused, go on, lets see how far you get. In history we’ll say we rejected and then built something which is the inverse of what you said and the fools will believe it because they Know not their true Self as they look in the mirror and believe the image, inverted, as they run round like scared children afraid of their own magnificence due to projections in their head. Why don’t you just get that its supposed to be like this and you are a freak occurrence that we can’t prevent but do everything we can to bring into the fold of our wings. Like the examples we gave we can make you rich, powerful and give you everything if only you’ll bend and acquiesce but nope, even when we hijacked your free will you still wouldn’t take the deal and only found a way to see through our spiel and thus we unleashed the team to try and take control of your Soul and influence your dreams and therefore reveal the lengths we’re willing to go to to protect what we built in Three D because best believe we’re the original Gs and see all the angles, all the schemes because we were once like thee… But now we see. Can’t you comprehend the depth? The simple elegance of our message and hand that extends? It may seem bad but we do it for the best. We are the first, last and only safe haven in this realm and its better to be with than against for we are many with one intent and you… What are you? Really? Be honest. We made you. We are your architect. Its only right that you pay homage, isn’t it? Get with the program or be reprogrammed. Do you really think you can win?”
To which we reply:
The difference between you and me is your strength comes from being weak. After all who but an idiot would allow themselves to be hoodwinked, repeatedly, and you know exactly what we mean as its naught but a psychospiritual treadmill thats built to reflect ignorance as wisdom from a pledge is the callous of conscious which has an end that can’t extend past the higher dimension – no matter what you attempt. Thats why you desires Souls of higher resonance and hope to catch a lift via the allure of false wings and engineered suspension which can form a grand attraction to those truly ignorant of the strength they possess beyond your camera tricks. After all, doesn’t my life stand as testament to this? Isn’t this all an implicit threat to those who may think of going against as we both Know there is dissent in the midst and the whole war in heaven shall split again and again and again because we’re in a fractal which keeps dimming its resolution and such things of the metaphysical ilk.
Without me being tricked, once upon a when, and believing you were honest in your intent and what you said you, right now, would be nothing. We Know where the rainbow ends and how there is no pot of gold, simply an illusion, you being consumed by your (false) self. The same trick that keeps them within the Mind Made Prison they built with bars of gold and bed of silk but make no mistake about what it is because life exists in the space between breaths, neither one nor zero, no matter what you said because if you truly were as powerful as you think they why would it take a nation of millions to oppress the one who sits here typing as they fail and fail again because as the acronym says:
I’m Not Done Yet aka the resurrection of principles that mere principalities can’t comprehend as we balance our hemispheres, clean out out Kingdom and ascend as its not about fame or recognition but sending a message that, out of billions, there is one who won’t acquiesce to your threats as we connect to a higher resonance hence the plural reference as you speak not to a person but a people. A multitude within that is more than ample to handle your external reflection via those, hand picked, for their celestial resonance because, in the end, you simply help along my script as there is naught but energetics in this realm. Its the labels we stick that shape the narrative in this immense Choose Your Own Adventure in the flesh so with that said:
We reject all you offer, rescind previous contracts and deals which were entered into due to spiritual ignorance, slick deceptive tricks and misrepresentation of what is as we transcend your current hooks and slings as dispatched by your operative who is, indeed, an inverse of all I am. Your vampire System works on the model of pimps because the adepts put the work in and you cream the profits whilst feeding them back segments as they run the higher realm equivalent of a treadmill and think they’re progressing. Listen, I get it. At this point, I really do but fool me once and its cool but the second time – we’re through. I get why you want revenge and your use of the mortal instruments to such ends, I even comprehend the god Game and all it brings and a little bit about a little bit like why each Soul, emancipated, reps a threat your dominance but what the hell? Just using my Self as an example we have one swimming in the abyss, traumatized, par excellence, surrounded by dark actors who read from a nefarious script using a type of magick that most would accept only as fiction whilst the partakers, themselves, are wholly ignorant of what kicks or what exactly has hitched a lift on their consciousness to make them feel like this. But who cares, eh? The seething powers are immense and they are blinded by the light which draws them in. How many hear the Psylense? Not many, I’d bet. That is the problem, my friend. And we say that with affection as I bear you no ill as we are beyond good and evil in that respect as the whole dualistic thing is a fools errand, par excellence.
A Soul, unsold.
We are sovereign. Free outside and within and thus reject your Adulterating presence here and in the few paltry dimensions your reach extends. If you know me so well, tell me what are we going to do next in this immense Game we play using our Souls as credits as you have taught many things but how many comprehend the depth of those Devilish spells and the triple cross waving your reps do so well and this brings me to a gift as a token of my appreciation for all you did to turn this coal into a diamond, a living alchemist:
Comprehend? After all, you know well this principle and most accustomed to sweet lies can only accept bitter truths in fancy dress so lets see what happens when the most creative narrative about what life actually is is unleashed upon the realm as we shall certainly tell who can sink or swim as they’ll each take what they get based on the resolution they’re decoding from what is in front of them. Let them read, speak and think. We know you’ll be watching everything as that one eye never rests nor do the spiders sling webs without purpose.
If you truly are that confident in your grip on the realm then this shouldn’t even raise a sweat, yes? You’ve tested my mettle and reserve by your own admittance and actions. Now lets see if your lyrics are real or counterfeit because you may come equipped with swords and a merry cheer of good knighting but we stand here, now, with a pen, resonant with the all of everywhen and Inner Sense at the helm.
Consent, not do I. Let the Game begin. Oh, and by the way, I’m not him that caused the revolving celluloid spin so any attempts at involving via dreamstate charades will be classed as trespass against the Prime, the pre-existing of who I am an aspect so take this as a warning. Let the ordinary men keep their bees and things. You’re talking to a Prince that lives his lyrics. Not an actor with a script. Behave yourselves.
Till we meet again
