Lets peel back a layer of the Game and take it to a higher plane. Walk with me:
What did you come to figure out?
Let that marinate in the back of your mind for a minute as I lay a sketch in your awareness. Dig:
You, your unfinite consciousness, is one with the all of everything. Here, in this realm, the amusement park of the flesh, you can afford the one thing that is most expensive:
What did you come to figure out? What are the lessons of life that are writ in large, glowing letters that you have (so far) tried your best to ignore and keep hid? Flip the script, embrace the pain and you’ll win the Game, my friend. That is the reason why you’re here, now, at this very moment. Its a supremely liberating realization, once comprehended, because on the surface it may seem like tits and bras, sex in expensive cars and having a name that rings out on the pavement but thats just a small part of it. Or who knows, for some that may be the whole thing or it could be another recipe altogether but the ingredients are identical. Its the proportion which makes the difference so, once again, what did you come to figure out?
You may be ugly as sin with empty pockets and wanted to know how to shine from within and slay a stream of hot chicks with nothing but pure confidence and wit as you offered nothing but your time and attention in exchange for hitting it. I’d be willing to bet there are loads trapped in the Matrix on that challenge because nothing worth having is simple. Just see the life of a coal versus a diamond because whilst you might think that being six foot ten and chiseled like an Adonis with women throwing themselves at you is the biz, it isn’t. In that sense. Why? Because there is nothing to figure out. In one respect that like playing a Game where you press start and the next prompt is “Tap A to win”. Thats it. Who in the hell would recommend the earthbound imperience to anyone else if that is what kicked? Thats why you should relish the challenge and before you say the above is impossible because women are hypergamous and want shiny things it has happened and this is a cartoonish example to get your mind cogitating so what is it? What did you intend to accomplish before you donned the skin of the playa you’re playing in the Game that uses your Soul as a credit to live out the script you inhabit?
Are you using it to best of what you’re capable? By the way, there is an Opponent. Slave/Masters, I call them. See, they know its a Game and they’re all part of the script because their own play is fooling the whole world into living their intent. Add into the mix your friends, family, peers and the rest and you start getting the message of why it is how it is in the massively multiplayer realm that is the Third Dimension. Outsane, isn’t it? Maybe thats why schizos flip when they come face to faceless as the immense bandwidth of their unfinite awareness pouring in is simply too much to handle without the stabilization needed to decode the resolution. Actually, lets examine this as its an interesting diversion:
You know how circuits work, yes? Wires, bulbs, resistance, all those types of things? Lets imagine they’re arranged as an old black and white analog TV set. As long as you send the low voltage resonance at it it can decode the image and project it. That, in a nutshell, is the Slave/Masters plan for everyone. Make you the worst, bargain basement version of your Self that is a total mess who is dealt rigged cards from a stacked deck that ensures you’ll make the worst decisions, live, die, regret then come back again for another spin where the same happens again. Ha! The jokers! These rascal ruffians are quite good at this as they work on commission when it comes to derailing the mission as they have their own plans and schemes which may be at odds with your hopes and dreams. This is what the so called schizo comes up against as the signal that pours in expects a FourK surround sound set that the low grade tech he’s equipped with just isn’t capable of decoding. The drugs don’t work, they just make them worse. As intended but this is a deeper topic and I’ve just laced you with a fragment of the strength of your awareness as it powers everything and without your presence there is no Game to be played in this realm. Just a whole load of potential hence the amazing effects of the observer and what they bring to the table. Back to our regular, scheduled transmission:
You, right now, are probably the wackest version of yourself that has been trained and conditioned to accept less since being divorced from your potential and the power of imagination that you were born with. School report said:
“Has ability, latent, but constantly daydreams instead”.
Thats the Slave/Masters and their concentration camp wing of the System, doing what they do best. Unlearn it. Once again:
What did you come to figure out?
I came to change the Game, liberate those who wish, entertain the rest and generally up the wavelength because, why not? I’ve been, seen and done the rest. This is my last spin so might as well fire on all cylinders with guns blazing as I empty the clip into the collective ignorance which exists solely to condition the next generation into how to become another brick in the wall as they serve out a life sentence in the flesh that isn’t what they came to do which is why I ask you:
What did you come to figure out?
I believe everyone has a super power. Yours may be that you bake the greatest biscuits you could imagine. They are simply perfect and delicious. It happens without effort and thus you don’t think its special. The rest appreciate the skill and often comment on it but to you its standard equipment. That, like the ugly playa I mentioned, is another form of hint. On the flip you may have wanted to do something as a kid but your parents beat it out of you real quick to make you another version of them. Its been so long those embers have dimmed and you may be living from check to check as you eke out an existence that has you neck deep in frivolous distractions that prevent any form of meaningful traction and progress on your sacred mission. Well, congratulate your Self for reading this text because its a slug to the dome of your (false) self and an invitation to awaken the Warrior within.
One of the best things about me as I’m excellent at being modest. Another one is I’m great at recalibrating people toward their Souls mission and offering them a shove in the right direction because I know this Game inside out and backwards plus I’ve got that one weird trick that always gets its cracking. Slave/Masters hate him! In that respect I’m the antithesis of oppression because all of this takes place inside your head ergo you are currently reading the words of a figment of your imagination. I know, wild, isn’t it? Yet, once it clicks it hits like a straight line in Tetris as the blockages melt and you shift your resonance. Its a coal and diamond thing hence bling, blaow as I shine that illumination in to the darkness. Do you comprehend? What else? Lets see… Oh, how about this:
If all ways are blocked then stop placing effort. I once wanted to learn Aikido so I found a guy who knew the biz and I asked him:
“How long to become proficient”. He said:
“It will take eighteen months just for you to learn how to stand correct“. I told him:
“Forget it”. I wanted to flip turn people around using the principles of their momentum against them which would leave them sprawled on the pavement as I grinned at my skills and the wisdom of circles. Little did I realize then that all of that was entirely irrelevant and the true test was learning how to stand still. See, that was a hint. He told me 81% in that initial meeting and I missed the rest of the resolution (remember – TV set) hence the picture was incorrect as I went about my mission. Now I’m realizing this state I call being Centered in Self is the most powerful when it comes to recoding the OS in your head as it changes everything ergo the present moment is a gift, if you dare unwrap it. Most won’t, sadly. They’ll live and die a life of quiet desperation before meekly inheriting the earth that is shoveled over them as they check out of the simulation that exists by stimulating their five senses in this three ring circus of the flesh where the Slave/Masters trained them to ride the proverbial unicycle whilst juggling the bills. All on top of what I call the psychosocial treadmill. Don’t hate them, use your energetics instead to direct your intent and this means you’ll need to disconnect from the simple pleasures of amusement and distraction whilst recollecting the news is bad for your health as you make better decisions. The facts as they stand are:
Because you’re living life on autopilot. The 8 billion Soul question is:
What won’t you allow your Self to think because all you have to do is handle the next step as you comprehend that all beliefs are inherently limiting. Do you have an aggressive intellect? No? Well, developing one is in your best interests because you are here to overcome yourself. Don’t worry, or get beaten by the voice in your head as everyone falls for this scam as your body is piece on the board of life aka this planet which, at its most basic, is a rock that floats in the abyss as it chases a fireball off, in the distance which, if you stop and think about it, is pretty outsane, isn’t it? Especially when you consider the fact the Observer Effect makes it all possible so if the brain doesn’t create consciousness and I’m just a figment of your imagination the question now is – for what are you waiting?
Till we meet again
