Do you realize how rich you are? I truly mean that. If you’re reading this with your senses present and mindbody functioning you already won the Game so why let those thoughts in that make you think you’re a loser because you don’t have that, this or something else? Thats internal poverty speaking which is designed to induce a trick that makes you lose sight of your true wealth. I know what you’re thinking:
“More positive thinking BS. This won’t get me laid, won’t pay the bills and its not something I can stunt on social media with”.
Maybe, maybe not because what you call making it I see as faking it because you can slap on as much as you wish on the surface, its all for nought if you don’t feel it within. They say there are two things in this life that if you have they don’t guarantee happiness but if you lack you are certain to be miserable. Health is one, wealth is the other so if you possess the former why not appreciate it and let the latter handle itself because an attitude of gratitude can shift your latitude via the elevation it brings. When was the last time you massaged your legs and feet and thanked them for their locomotion? Took some time to relax your spine as you showed your appreciation for all it brings? Have you ever smiled at your internal organs and how they’re constantly working for your benefit or are you an absentee landlord in terms of your Kingdom?
You are a living, breathing miracle. Born as an original, exactly as intended. An emanation of the Prime, the pre-existing, the perfect. This is your birthright, this is your inheritance, this is your essence as its who you are beyond this realm and in the flesh as well. These are mere words. Once you viscerally grok the concepts which the labels you’ll feelsee for your Self what I’m meaning. All children know this. They are born with a relaxed grip on their Inner Sense as they have no need of tension as they dwell in resonance with that which is true, pure and unchanging.
Thing is over time we inherit and claim pains, shame, harmful perspectives and damaging ways of thinking that are poured in to taint that initial state. Do you have the strength to undo this damage via the process of Self examination as you check the foundations of your existence? No? Well, there be buried treasures. Thing is its hidden under layers upon layers of imperience and these manifest as the aches and pains that saturate your frame, jump this and that a way as they come and go depending on how you feel that day. Nobody thinks this is strange. No one talks about these phantasms that causes spasms even though this is the true cause of the ubiquitous back ache.
Many would rather live and die and be blind to the true cause if that meant having to do something as horrible as examining what they’ve spent a lifetime repressing. In many ways most existences in this realm are the results of these coping mechanisms and, like a baby with a dummy, they provide a surrogate which pacifies them. If you rip if from their lips they’ll commence screaming because the distraction they crave as it mimics the real thing (whilst keeping their mind off the sensations that create the need in the first place). Its a no win situation hence, for most playas, the Game is rigged.
Do you realize how rich you are? Imagine you were born to a landed gent who gave you your own mansion. It was filled with many rooms and beautiful things. Chefs and servants fulfilled your whims and life was all together beautiful. Now lets pretend that into this script something wicked slithered with the intent of pulling a confidence trick. After a few decades and some change of intense schooling which molded your perceptions and told you what concepts are acceptable via standardized testing you find yourself rat racing, living in a dingy, cold basement as you pay top notch rent to a false lord that stole the land you inherited. How would you feel then? “I ain’t got time for that!” he said, when he heard the message. “I’m trying to work my way up to the penthouse suite. Then life will be sweet. I’ll finally be in the place and position I’m deserving. Get out of my face with that mess, I wish I’d never heard it”.
That is most people you see. Especially those with their fake faces pretending things for clicks as they dress in fancy clothes but are actually begging for your acceptance, attention and validation. The entire world is sick. The internet reflects back this illness and its various symptoms that range from rampant virtue signaling, echo chamber thinking, cancel raging as well as the ubiquitous ad lib:
“Don’t forget to like, comment and subscribe!” as they pad out another vid with more pointless BS. Its like a human centipede in which one excretes into a screen and then the same places that mess into anothers eyelids and on goes the constant fertilization and germination of the basement dwellers thinking:
“I should be more than this. I know I should. I deserve better. Why is my life like this? I hate it”.
Of course, they won’t admit this but its whats churning in their subconscious hence they need to wear the masks and put on a performance. Its also why they think money will fix everything. It can’t. What it will, however, is buy you a better class of distractions. Haven’t you ever wondered why so many celebs that seem to have it all are wildly depressed and often engage in all manner of destructive things and the kinds of depravity you’ll only see spread on the web when they’ve displeased their Slave/Masters and must be disciplined? I challenge you to find me anyone over the age of twenty six in modern civilization that is truly happy and dwells in the same state of Self acceptance we all possessed as children. Go on, hop to. Lets see what you can do.
The fact nobody questions this shift, why it happens, the nature of the process and why we’re all rolling around in suits of flesh with false grins painted on our lips as uncried tears stream within is the biggest mystery there is. Except it isn’t. Its all due to your voluntarily ignorance and the powers of deception which spin an amazing scam to divorce you from your inner realm and then attempt to sell you portions to approximate completeness. It will never happen. It can’t. Its impossible. Its like bombing to keep the peace or raping to preserve virginity because we are in a realm with insane people at the helm running the world for crazy ends and the wildest thing is the one who says this is liable to be clinked and medicated for being a raving schizophrenic.
Except those nutters, hanging on via the threads of their spiritual immune system, are actually correct. One hundred percent, on the nose, hit the target, no messing. There are things all around you you can’t see but do exist. There are manipulations happening on various levels that are designed to influence your awareness. You are not the voice in your head, no matter how much it pretends and weaves its magical spell of hypnosis designed to keep you in check as you languish in the basement with all the roaches. You are royalty dressed in rags due to the machinations of an old hag that takes her bows from under the stage and has convinced you her visage is your face as you inherited her mindset from your parents before who were corrupted and this line stretches back for thousands of years, uninterrupted.
Do you see what you’re up against? The scale is so immense. To change the world all you need is to change you mind but to do that well you need tools and tips because you’ll be wrestling with a slippery bish that doesn’t want to give up the upper hand as they claimed your Kingdom for their own as you were absent at that meeting due to being stuck in the basement. This is the Mind Made Prison you’ve heard me reference. Wildest thing is the door isn’t locked and doesn’t need a key but your learned helplessness prevents you from giving it a push and making your exit as there are menacing men holding weapons that issue angry threats. Thing is those pistols are plastic, there is nothing within them but the bullets of your imagination.
Its really dense. The layers upon layers of conditioning. I can see why most wouldn’t wish to check or examine the emotional landfill they inherited and why they cling to the brick that someone will come and save them via means supernatural. The same mindset their forebearers had for generations and all they gained for their faith was the earth that they meekly inherited when their corpse was lowered in.
Do you realize how rich you are? To shake off these illusions, these delusions and skillful programming is akin to becoming conscious in hell and that is quite something. No wonder the so called schizo loses his mind when the cold dawn of reality sets in. Its the only sane option. Thing is the rest are too well adjusted to the sickness, too disconnected from their own body signals and too hypnotized by the bread and circus which says “Look anywhere but within, lavish your attention on other things but never your inner realm” as that is where the angry guards are patrolling and your true potential is suppressed.
Imagine you rose tomorrow and were handed a check which said “Fill in any amount you wish and it will be yours in an instant“. You scribble in a few digits and before anything changes in your life you feel an immense shift. No money has been transferred, no estates purchased, no hob nobbing with celebs as you visit the in places. Nothing has changed and yet all is different. See how I say the Game is mental? Crazy, isn’t it? Now lets fast forward a bit. You’ve checked off many things on your bucket list and are still super, duper filthy rich. Lets say you’re also adored, famous with a following. People hang on your updates and live through your adventurings. You are the number one searched person in the world and everything is perfect. Until you rise one day and find your legs aren’t working or you’ve lost your vision entirely and acquired a profound deafness.
What would you spend to remedy this? Every last red cent, yes? How rich do you think you’d feel after a reversal knowing you’re back to the basement but this time you have a new frame of reference? The illusion wouldn’t work any more. The spell would be well and truly broken as you realize how rich you are and set about doing something about this predicament.
You’ve felt these words in your chest. You know they are true and probable because what I’ve said is an accurate sketch of the place you daren’t check and that is why I attest that your greatest strengths are hidden behind your fears hence embrace your pain, win the Game. Kick the pretender off the throne, shake off the ignorance and watch how the world shifts. In a couple of generations it will be so wildly different that we’ll look at those who rolled around with ancient operating systems in their heads as quaint reminders and warnings of becoming strangers to Self.
Maybe I’m wrong. Maybe I’m the problem. Maybe I’d be better off dead, like they said, so I can’t share this rhetoric. Who knows? I don’t. All I can say is whats inside my chest and this is coming from someone who has invested a lot of time, introspect, because it made no sense that I fundamentally didn’t like myself when I remembered the difference between what I became and the days of Inner Sense and how I vowed to keep this state coherent and present. Life pulls a number on us shall. She is a cruel mistress or is that just a way to test our strength and see who is worthy of the cause vs those who crawl around on all fours and run the mazes they built to keep you nice and ignorant about the true state of play and what is at stake? Maybe, maybe.
If you’ve got a partner then click off the phones, disconnect the bell, break out some candles and massage oil and get to working on that tension that each carries in their flesh. If you are feeling lonesome then go pay a professional, at least a ninety minute stretch, because its better than nothing to feel that connection that lets the Pane Body melt. If you can’t even afford this then use your own hands on your flesh as you touch and caress with tenderness and appreciate the gift that is wrapped around your sentience and watch how things start shifting.
You can pick up various massage tools for peanuts on the web. Foam rollers are excellent and there are plenty of stretching sequences. Have you ever hugged a tree? It may sound silly but what if that was the key because what you breathe out it needs to live and its gift for this is alchemical as it provides oxygen. Go out to a forest, look around and see which tree speaks. Place yourself in front of it, reverently. Breathe in thrice deeply and exhale via your lips. Ask permission. See if the tree would accept the burden you’re carrying and transmute its substance into the ground for better use. Listen to what happens then feel the difference as your arms appreciate the nature element from which modern man is almost entirely disconnected. Rest there for a while. Feel the grass under your feet. We wear shoes so religiously and wonder why our Soul never speaks. What if the spells themselves are hints? Is it a weakness to heal by natural means or is it as was always intended?
These are the grounds within which your mansion rests. Do you realize you’re rich or are these mere words and concepts you have no intent of putting into practice or will you do what I said and then livestream the performance for those following and thus totally miss the drift that could move you out of the basement.
You are so rich. So rich. No paper and ink or digits on screen can come close to this. This is your divine right, your inheritance, the truth behind the trick that made you a stranger to Self. Once the clicks the rest, surprisingly, becomes far simpler as well. Why? Because you’re clearing the noiZ from your system and thus allowing the Psylense back in as you generate a state more aligned with your natural coherence.
Do you realize how rich you are? Only those aheart of the Game on this stage are capable of decoding this wavelength and by their deeds shall ye know them as the rest simply cannot comprehend the intent behind this missive.
Till we meet again
