There are twelve words, in a certain arrangement, that hold the key to unlocking reality as it stands. Not as you hope, wish or were programmed to think but how it actually is. Ready?
Everything is a test and nothing is what it seems to be.
This is actually the hardest thing to implement in the flesh because since you started wearing skin you’ve been lulled into a state of forgetfulness when it comes to your true strength and, with it, the actual nature of this realm where hell can seem heaven sent to one intent on coloring in between the lines, pre set.
I’ve have spilled lots of ink on this articles I’ve sent to the web, and thus, into the collective unconscious as that is what it truly is. I sprinkle these seeds with diligent effort as my intent is nothing less than total transcendence. Both for Self and the rest who are willing to do the Knowledge. Now, those at the helm that made it like this do not like this concept one little bit but thats what kicks when you’re pure and authentic in a world full of liars, yes? There is a really, really simple way to reality test what I said:
Mixed signals.
They are the hallmark of Adulteration, my friend. This is akin to water being mixed in with milk as both are liquid but the original richness is missing when dilution is present and thus its up to you to sift and separate what is real from what isn’t. Many cannot be bothered to do this. Most don’t even suspect the trick but it too is once again very easy to prove. Just look at this pic:
Water, meet milk. Or, at least, what the voice in your head tells you you used to sip whilst offering a counterfeit. Sure, it may appear liquid, have the same ml but the taste is missing. Thats is what we call a confidence trick and the greatest tool in the hands of the Opponent is the mind of his Victim. Comprehending this means you can flip the script and become a Victor instead and they like this even less because whilst stupidity may be contagious its also true that a rising tide of awareness lifts all ships of consciousness from the depths of dim realm in which gods, amnesiac, forget their true strength. Not me for we (that is me and the child within) are in resonance and this is the same equivalent of these two mediums I mentioned as you have Adulteration on one end and Inner Sense within the shell which was created to hide the pain you won’t admit happened. Do you see why I said that everything is a test and nothing is what it seems to be? How can it be if you’ve been lulled into a false sense of awareness via what most don’t comprehend isn’t them but issues its edicts via a voice in their head that, nine out of ten, makes them stress, feel bad or just straight up miserable. Like I said, you’d never treat anyone else like you do your (false) self so does that mean we’re actually dead and this is hell or are people just gluttons for punishment?
I actually wonder if there is any point typing this and then I comprehend thats the Devil himself as the problem with this realm is that badness is close at hand but for the divine one must stretch but even that is filled with illusions as there is no stronger coping mech than religion, my friend. Many do not like to hear this as they cling to the solace it begets like a drowning man a brick but I will say that if you pray to anything outside of Self you have been deceived, my friend, as you are an aspect of the all of everything:
That is what built this realm and, paradoxically, what is within and gaining perception of this process is mindbending as it works much like a mill but spins two opposites and we’re caught in the mid. Once again, the entrance is also the exit aka becoming Centered in Self but doesn’t this world tell you thats a bad thing? Take it away, architect:
Basically you must be willing to examine everything you Thunk is via the critical lens of Inner Sense that, once upon a when, asked an endless stream of questions that, somehow, started to dribble as you thought you had it sussed and needed no more information since as all you perceive must reinforce what you expect otherwise its death to the infidels.
Everything is a test and nothing is what it seems to be.
This is the truth that was revealed to me as I’ve been searching, for lifetimes, for a way out of this realm and thus am familiar with the illusion and bamboozlement because when divide and conquer is the script one must unify and bow, humble. I am but a servant, in that respect because said mindset is death to the (false) self that always wants to drink more than its fill but the beast with many heads cannot digest and thus its appetite is without end. Just look at the super rich and ultra successful. Do any of them appear content? If you took all they possess and placed it on one end of the scale with a child playing with their crayons and totally wrapped up in creating them sharing a pure vision from within which one would you say screams of Inner Sense whilst the other reeks of Adulteration and coping mechs designed to hide this with trinkets and accomplishments? I’m not saying they’re not fun, quite the opposite, but its when you peer beneath the surface that it starts to become Self evident that there are various levels of decep at play in this realm and thus the Game is beyond rigged which should make one ask questions because if it takes so many binds and tricks to create one human then what does that say about what you’ll meet after death? What if that is when the Game truly begins in and this is just training for the final test?
What if you hand to walk on your hands for a few steps and had never practiced in the flesh? What then? Think about how simple this feat is, even though its initially complicated, and how a little effort now could equal liberation then? The entire Egyptian culture was based on dying and never coming back to this realm and look what they built with encoded wisdom to tell the rest to do the Knowledge and get the F out of this realm as they knew that, once the sky fell, mans minds would be so dimmed they wouldn’t see what was right in front of them. Or, maybe, thats rites in front of them? You know, like cursive and spells? See why I call English, Devilish, my friend?
Everything is a test and nothing is what it seems to be.
I don’t want you to believe me. Prove me wrong instead and find one thing in this realm that is actually coherent and not self contradictory in any way. Start with the story in your head, if you wish, as thats the greatest trick he possess as you are not that which speaks but the one who listens. Do the Knowledge.
Till we meet again
