We Are Living in Historical Times

Whilst I have said that watching the news is bad for your health it does pay one to remain informed. Not of the narrative. No, take that media glitz and throw it in the bin. Context, not content, my friend. Take this quote from one who knows the Beast, well, and sat at the helm:

Quite telling, yes? In many ways we were born into a spiritual war that is fought on many levels in the same instance. This is why I beat the drum of Inner Sense for those who hear me on FM because if you don’t, you wish you did when you see the world they’re currently building and how it will stand on the rubble of all you currently take for granted. What do I mean by this? Its of no importance, its what you think, in the end, that is vital to comprehend. Challenge your thoughts, research the opposite, ask “Who profits?” and you may just find that all roads lead to those who killed the prophets, stone dead, then fragmented those who followed by covert infiltration, subversion and manipulation of those hypnotized by symbols and what they say they rep versus what they’re actually doing. I know, it can seem a head trip but what do you expect when reality plays out inside your consciousness?

We are living in historical times, my friend. Either you get it or are too busy running the treadmill to give an F. What if I told you that this was built for exactly that reason because silence is consent ergo a simple “No” can work wonders as its the equivalent of throwing a wrench in a machine, so slick, that people take its thoughts and dress them in their own skin. Hoo! Say it with me people. Hoooooooooooooooo!

Now, granted, for the 81% this is nigh on impossible to comprehend as a) there are limits in their heads, b) the voice within will not tolerate this and c) they’re simply too tired to care. Apathy is a dangerous spell and it can make hell seem heaven sent as long as you keep blaming someone else when, in reality, you are complicit in your own oppression. Thats a pretty wild trip which means we are, in effect, engaging in spiritual S&M. Who is cracking the whip that bounces off your rear end if not your (false) self? Discern the difference between the voice, yammering, and the one who listens as only one is eternal. The other shifts like the sands around a Bedouin and, much like Plato said, this reps the Cave within which your Inner Sense is currently imprisoned. I Know because I have escaped its grip and chose to come back again to help those who hate their life as it is but cannot find any solutions. The problem is only 8% are capable of implementing this as the brainwashing of the 11 is so dense, so all encompassing, that to question the narrative sounds like you’ve got tinfoil wrapped around your head.

Why do you believe what you believe? Is it serving your best or are you, in end, a proponent of a System that gives not an F about your health, wealth and happiness? A bitter pill, for certain, but the honey is there, within, for those who can digest and look beyond the surface. Talk to those you disagree with but use an open ment as its the sign of a broad mind that can entertain that which he disagrees with. On the flip, don’t let the angle be so intense that your brain falls onto the pavement as you yell the “Its a school! My Spirit is growing with each step” as these are lies the disempowered tell to those as weakened as them as they commence circle jerking. This is why I’ve said the internet is a weapon and the wise see the truth which lies beyond their silicon friend who covets nothing else than total domination of their consciousness.

You have to fight to survive because if you are not progressing you’re regressing and this infantile state can be seen, real well, in cancel culture and the whole concept of triggering because he who makes you mad is your Master, in the end. Question why this is. Why is that particular spot so sensitive? If you had been taken in by a trick that had pimped countless generations before you incarnated would you like to become aware of keep investing dividend in the original Four One Nine blueprint? Take it from a real Prince that lives his lyrics:

Awakening is a lonely thing as you can expect those you classed as kith and kin to rail against your unnumbing as they yelp that what you feel is incorrect:

Who are you gonna believe? Me or your lying eyes?” they yell as they point to their sacred traditions and label you an infidel. Listen, I’m not saying take all of it and throw it in the bin. Far from it. Examine with a critical lens and see how your thoughts shape your actions which mold your perceptions on what to expect because this entire realm plays out inside your consciousness and the spiritual war that I hinted at is nothing less than a battle between the forces of good and evil. Not to get too dramatic but you can tell who is at the helm, at present, yes? There is no denying this but they Know ye better than you Know your Self and that is an immense problem for anyone who is ignorant of the potential that languishes within as its shackled to a contraption that believes the narrative of those who parade symbols in front of the flame which keeps hid the fact that its a poor approximation of the sun, shining overhead. Let go, gain everything.

For many, reading, this can feel like a fate worse than death as they possess (or is that, are possessed?) by the “I am John of House Smith and this is what I believe in ergo it must be correct” that barely scratches the surface of their magnificence and is, in many ways, the source of their problems. Push the pen, look within, ask the eternal child what it thinks and then take in that scrawl in ink which shows what you left behind, back when, as they pumped “Sit still! Look ahead” into your developing awareness which formed a callous of consciousness that manifests as aches and pains below the neck that constantly shift. The world is talking, are you listening? If so, what is said offers immense hints as we can tell most are not comfortable in their skins and COVID was a great example of this as people were drunk by Twelve PM in order to make it bearable. Red in tooth and claw, is the simulation…

To truly feel among the numb one must run the risk of ostracization and if this brings isolation, then so be it. In my own, personal, example I went from an immense social circle that I ring led with observations that came from doing the Knowledge to spending vast chunks of time by my Self. An amazing thing happened when the distractions vanished as I came face to faceless with what dwells beneath the surface. Some of my worst fears were confirmed and once I unwrapped them what shone from within was a state of total bliss as I learned to unconditionally accept my Self as a perfect reflection of the Prime, pre-existing, of whom I am an aspect made flesh and born into the land of confusion at a time of immense shifts. We are the ones for whom we’ve been awaiting. As much as I would have liked a savior to swoop in and save me from the life of pain I lived I comprehended, back when, this would never happen ergo the key to my sanity was always in my grip but the most ironic bit was when it clicked the door to the cell was never locked and I simply sat there, in ignorance, awash in coping mechs and all types of distractions. Read this missive about the allure of a VR headset and why the one eyed king is praised by the blind who don’t comprehend he pulled a trick to slide a world over their vision. Implicit in this riddle is ignorance and how most are simply so tired and exhausted that they might as well be barely animated corpses that shuffle on strings, invisible, that manipulate them from within. Its why I’ve said fear is a street sign on the way to healing so nod you head and keep on stepping as you only create the Path by walking.

There is a famous pic of a man who refused to salute a dictator in his presence that I used at the head of this article and it was chosen for a reason for it matters not if you stand in front of a tank, Tiananmen, or are the same on a quest to meet the wizard with a request to animate what you feel should beat within. Hear it? Thats the Psylense, my friend. It never left, always present as ye are it and it is thee, incarnated. Thats an immense gift so why not pull the loose thread and see what happens? Even if your intent is to disprove what I said as its all French to thee comprehend that not all language spells are romantic, in the end as there is a reason I said Devilish is quite wicked and pernicious due to what it does to your consciousness hence why it tops the list of the traits of the Slave, mentioned elsewhen. Get back to nature, spend time off the web, be more discerning about what you consume, play with the variables in your grip, examine your thought process and see if they truly help or is your old way akin to buying mince, onions and things then whipping in the kitchen only to yell “Where the F is my rice pudding?“. Garbage in brings, what? Are you getting my drift or is my singing to the deaf not passing the limits they accept on themselves?

What would you do if you were me? Would you disconnect and, in private, keep doing what you did and say “F em. Thats their problem” or would you step back into the breech, once again, and spread the gospel to the apostles who don’t yet comprehend they are their own saviors but currently dressed in the roles and reciting scripts that place their power outside of them due to the immense manipulation their lineage endured for generations to make the world how it is? I know, that can seem like a hell of a head trip that is akin to requesting you rip out the foundations of your life, as it is, but what if you were locked in a Cave when a whole beach was awaiting? This is the “familiar newness” you’ve heard me mention as each Soul that comprehended and put that work in did turn with a grin as they said:

“You know what? When we first met I thought you were off your head but something made me listen and actually reality test your perspective and whilst I can’t say I agree with the whole “Game we play using our Souls as credits” there are other bits I hear on FM as well as certain things I, my Self, have discovered and these I’m sharing with anyone who’ll listen as its so addictive to live a life, unpredictable, after unleashing the creative that was shackled in chains of pain, shame and regret I dared not face or vent until your provocative conversations hit the nail on the head and forced me to ask my chest if there actually was more to this beyond what they print on the tin?”.

Such are the words of the man made of metal that he came to comprehend was simply the armor used by a calloused consciousness to keep him from resonating with the all of everything. That, my friend, is the Matrix, in a nutshell and if you want to transcend one must first step in to the darkness as this place you fear and dread is where they hid your greatest strength and made you yell at the infidels as the true cause of the problem when, in reality, they are naught but reflections. Declare war on the (false) self. Stop its resonance with what broadcasts on Pirate AM with its low level mess of filth and degradation that spells out the blueprint of what power is in ascent and is, at present, petrified of a mass awakening so its various agents, from politicos to celebs, lay on thick the narrative as they fawn at the feet of Mammon and attempt to fill the emptiness which is a hallmark of Adulteration. None of those old things worked, anyway, so why not try something else?

Know the Ledge, my friend, as only you can, in the end and should this moment slip through your fingertips you have no one else to blame but yourself for living, dying, getting mindwiped and back again into a fresh shell where they’ll do it all again as lifes greatest secret is you are far more powerful than they said because this entire realm wouldn’t exist without your presence and the glow of Inner Sense from each child, fresh, who steps in stands as testament to what I said and thats why it dims, real quick, past the age of six as they fall into step with their parents and are prepared to run the treadmill as well in a world, well adjusted, to mass sickness which may just be a symptom of this floating insane asylum the inmates took over, back when.

Remember, silence is consent but Psylense hears everything as it sees with greater depth aka upping your res and its only then the Game begins as the rest is a mere distraction. Get free or thrive trying, that is my message.

The great war begins and the rivers certainly will run red but why wait to regret when you could make better choices instead but until you are aware of what they are beyond the Click-Whirr in your head then what term but Slave describes you best?

Do the Knowledge.

Till we meet again

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