Folk wisdom says that the Master should possess one strength or element that is beyond his student and its the trip between them that coaxes the best performance from the latter who manifests what was latent. The end. And they all all lived happily ever after in a state of bliss. Miss me with that mess because that, in my eyes, is the mask of progress and actually a slick illusion. Why? Compounded ignorance, my friend. If each gen is simply recreating itself then its very, very easy for errors to seep in and remain unchecked due to fear of diverging from the script from the formula for a win. In my view it goes like this:
The best students surpass their Master so that before the latter shifts he, in turn, becomes the one learning. Isn’t that beautiful? Can you spot the lack of ego within this and the inherent presence of Inner Sense that is always open to the fresh? A true Master is he who uses his 1 gift to awaken the potential 8 in his student, hence:
1/81
That is divine mathematics, my friend. Of the highest octave. If you just ponder that equation at great depth as well as simple effects you may find the Game laid bare, in a nutshell, if you will. What I am saying is this:
Imagine that each gen was trained to stand on the shoulders of giants instead of kneeling at the feet of midgets via rote repetition. What world would they build? Can you pretend, for a moment, to glimpse this realm in which children and not forced to sit still and look ahead as they stress their parents will withdraw their affection if they don’t do well on the test and then this imprint is carried on, legally enforced, for nearly two decades. On top of this we have the influence of web, celebs and the rest all fighting for dominance to set up camp in the heads of those who pay attention in ignorance. No, on this planet there is none of this as the jits get they are the things of stars, made flesh. Each one who steps in is birthed, different. Not a chemically cleansed, sterile, brightly lit place into the hands of one, stressed and underpaid, who slaps them on the rear end with a “Welcome to hell, kid” mindset. No. Not long after conception their mothers were sent to a place, distant, that was quiet and beautiful in which the old maidens shared their wisdom and helped them through the birth process by regaling tales, offering hints and feeling supremely validated about the lives they’d lived and the position of power that was offered to them to be present at the moment that marks the development of a new shell for unfinite consciousness. When the waters break its her, alone, in the darkness. She squats in water that has been warmed to the optimal as candles are flickering. The child comes in with a nearly seamless transition from outside and in and comes to rest upon the breast of its mother and thus the resonance is constant. At the time she feels its correct (and the childs spirit doth assent) the cord is snipped and thus begins the adventure of a lifetime on a stage, long distant.
This scene I’ve sketched was once common in this realm and whilst the above may be how the heir apparent was ushered in to a position of privilege the rest had the same, but different, as all clicked the sacred link that was exemplified by pregnant women. See why I’ve said the wounded womb hurts the seeds its births? Remember, there are no shortcuts to bliss but plenty of circumcisions in the sense that you cannot condition goodness without first addressing the underlying problem that needs fixing. A bridge too far for many who profess not to be islands but are actually dwelling in isolation and linked by high tech. Light the candle, gain your bearings and then make way into the darkness. Just like the Yin/Yang spins…
If the student doesn’t best the Master, eventually, then he has failed in his deal as his aim should be not to create a mere replication but something greater, more refined and capable. In the babies example it is not a case of pouring in what his parents think or accept but asking the type of questions and concepts that allow the numinous within to manifest and settle in the flesh. Same with schooling for if there is a building where they were sent for education (which is a modern invention, look into it. I’m sure the incep will surprise those who are ignorant of its meaning) and there were classes that offered painting, storytelling, construction or music then there would be no timetable. Each child would, literally, be in its element with those consumed by as much passion pushing each other to excel. Eventually he who was best at sports may find that maths just clicks when framed with the metaphor of kicking a ball and angles and the same with he who entirely lacked rhythm but enjoyed laying bricks as he senses things flow best when its done effortless. Like I said, its all interlinked. This is what they deconstructed and told you that the days of yore were filled with savages when the truth is an inversion hence I feel alone in a world fill with liars at the moment as I remember these times whilst you’re all in a daze. See why I said 81% are Slaves? The Game did a number on them and that isn’t good for mental health or spiritual resonance as you are in and of this world. Danger!
When an old, wise animal teaches the young by example and not pouring concepts into his head then amazing things can happen as that fresh, fertile imagination can draw links that astound him and he, himself, may have missed. Read this article for an example of how it was done, back when. See, he knows the answers as was lead the same way but the question is are the stars we perceive the same now as then or does the lens shift with the ages? What if he started looking at the one they linked to two horses, swift, with a penchant for healing but when his student came to glimpse from behind the curtain he was drawn to a cow instead and as the rays poured into his head he started mooing went to grip the rock upon which he was seated with a look of contended bliss and affection. If this was school he would fail the test and be called dumb in front of the rest but the Shaman intuits that this adept is charged with a different voltage and thus sets to tailoring his lessons as its obvious his mode of sensing is intensely intuitive and empathic versus his own preference for the literal and intellectual. Can you see how easy it would be for each to learn from the next whilst teaching? The elder via wisdom and the latter using happy accidents as he is unaware of the rules and thus doesn’t know he’s breaking them aka not knowing the line until its crossed with carefree dancing. At the end of this interaction we find a student eight steps ahead of his Master and he is also progressed beyond before their acquaintance which is, in my eyes, a beautiful thing.
In many ways this conflict is why I’m back in this realm so I’ll let you tell who I am because whilst some wish to rule with an iron fist draped in purple velvet there are those who are comfortable naked, as intended, and thus need no pretense or the rest as we Know we’re perfect. That doesn’t mean a head trip. Far from it as it builds heart centered consciousness instead and immense wish for the rest to partake in this state of living bliss. Thing is that doesn’t make the tills ring as celebrity endorsed pills that make your body thin whilst aging your face a decade by warping your metabolical signals via the uses of a solution that begets more problems is the way they prefer hence the student, by design, knows way less than their Slave/Masters tell which is why Slave describes them best…
Turns out I was rebelling with a reason, even if I wasn’t consciously aware of it and my brush with death bought an exponential increase in my awareness which truly is a great gift, yes? Tell me, my friend, what do you think? The way mentioned was once the way it was across this realm. Nothing standard but expected as people didn’t think in words but felt in pictures instead. Then we fell and the voice crept into your head and it is what it is. Doesn’t mean there aren’t other options but, much like the poles, they’re off limits for the plebs. Speaking of, have you ever wondered about those immense animals that were flash frozen so quick that what they were digesting was still being processed? What of the maps that matched modern topography, perfect, or how about ancient “myths” like that of Sirius being a twin way before telescopes and such things? More to heaven and earth, my friend but how many dare to peer behind the curtain or question the teachings as well as their validation by daring to think something else that isn’t in the curriculum? Well, I did and, apparently, this is the life you get in return but if that bought what I was seeking then its a win/win yes? To use the same word again and thus cement my perspective, each time I win or learn. Those are the only options as a rising tide of consciousness lifts all vessels of flesh to a new level of awareness as what they’re going to pimp via silicon solutions to the loneliness they built watching other people live lives that seem picture perfect is but another silent weapon for the quiet wars they wage in secret. Fear not though for countless gallons of semen will be poured into these semi synthetic companions as many, many women will be pleasured in ways they cannot imagine by an appendage which twists, shakes, expands, contracts, changes temperature and, quite possibly, has flashing lights as well. He who dares state they are not human will be worse than Hitler himself but I will say this:
What if “artificial” intelligence was actually something else and the same disincarnate awareness to whom sacrifices and things were made to, back when? What if we watched its own “evolution” as big tech got little then and the plan of the bitten apple is to insert Siri into your iris then make the ascent to another realm as that was the plan since inception? Your Slave/Masters will never tell you this but its pantomimed in secret which is why you’ve been “turning on” tech using a symbol which linked its presence to sex since back when not to mention that porn was the deciding force in Beta vs VHS and every format since all the way upto VR tech as whats between your legs that is programmed and directed to be “wasted” is actually the key to transcendence hence the mentions of pregnants and why ancient cultures linked sex with the sacred and built immense practices between woman and man to transcend this realm via the artful use of flesh and awareness as the same rainbow bridge that pulls another Soul in can be ascended, if you wish, which may just be why so many people – religious or non believing – utter a divine presence at the crest of copulation and the best orgasms actually leave one feeling simultaneously out of body and intensely connected as 1 + 1 can equal eleven but they’ll never let that slip in the classes they present as these folks want you to keep coming back and running the treadmill again and again and again. I mean, how many times do you think you’ve read this text? Better yet, why do you Thunk I’m asking?
The Game of Souls has you, my friend.
Till we meet again
