I once read that we, on average, think in excess of fifty thousand thoughts a day. Quite how they achieved this statistic generates more questions than answers but lets run with it for this topic. I’d be willing to bet that out of those inspirations the vast majority are retreads and coulda, shoulda, woulda remixes of events mixed in with some future pacing. If you ever catch someone staring out into space and ask “Whatcha thinking?” and they reply “Nothing” its a safe bet that is exactly what was happening. I guess thats an Eighties thing because these days there is no such thing as boredom as people are stuck to the screen any chance they get as it provides a simple way of distracting yourself from your inner realms but, back when, things were different.
On a tangent, who can remember the Sunday evening phase where Songs of Praise was your only option to display and it seemed like the second hand was backtracking as you felt like yelling “Must you be forever tinkling that damn bell?” at the baby as you were driven out of your mind with boredom. Ah, an ancient relic that modern generations simply will not comprehend but we, we lived it. Back on track:
Don’t believe everything you think. There is an enemy force in your head that is currently holding your consciousness hostage. Worst of all you Thunk you’re it. Why? Because it seems to come from within? Because it talks with the same pitch and lilt you possess or one of many other rationalizations. None of them are correct. They can’t be. Its Self evident, if you stop and think, that you are actually that which listens ergo you have an option to reject those suggestions. Obviously the voice doesn’t like this because its whole Game is to make you its bish as it barks “Step” and you fetch whilst awaiting a pat on the head which is never coming. Instead it will choose to remind you at Two AM that when the waitress left your food on a date where you were dressed to impress you replied “You too!”. Newsflash, the girl couldn’t care less and probably paid no attention to what you said so why are you acting like Tina and letting the Ike in your head beat up your awareness?
See why I said that 81% of the planet are Slaves? This is the first conquest and from this the rest pile in because its a battle of dominance in which submission guarantees you suffering because of your own willful ignorance. Its pretty wicked, in that respect, but thats part and parcel of the challenge on this level of the Game we play by inserting our Souls as credits because you’re either a Victim of this devil in an old dress or you treat it like your Opponent and learn the lessons its been hammering inside your head since the seeds of Adulteration were sprinkled, back when.
Lets pretend I’m psychic for a moment. I predict that last year, around this time, you had about five or ten pressing things bouncing around inside your dome that were screaming for attention and causing boatloads of stress about what might happen if they aren’t dealt with. You duly obliged and your endocrine system pitched in by releasing lots of chemicals designed to make the thoughts seem real and threatening whilst you ran around like a headless chicken trying to fix whatever problem it says were urgent. Now, lets take the blueprint and hit it with a quick Control C, Control V and I’d be willing to bet that describes, pitch perfect, pretty much any year of your life you’d like to pick – past, future or present. See why I said the beast is a copy and paste specialist? It only has one trick. Its very old because its so effective. 8 billion Souls served daily and how many of them truly click they shouldn’t believe everything they think? A thin sliver, at best. 8%, I’d guess.
If, on the flip, you are quite creative you’ll notice those concepts float in unbidden with no talk, just action, as you scramble to capture them and translate them into an expression in this realm, correct? Ain’t that something? Thats Inner Sense. That is your true nature, my friend. The other is an Adulterant that keeps you locked up within the construct in your head I call the Mind Made Prison. Most people are so ignorant of this that they believe the programming which says “Furnish it, make it lavish. Then you can do it big and you’ll feel different. Go ahead, stunt on them. Let them know you’re something special because of all the trinkets and accolades you possess”. Never works. Thats why I said its oldest trick in the book aka the psychosocial treadmill and it cares not one bit about your race, gender, religion or anything else. As long as you’re human you’re fair Game for the Opponent because its against him you’re truly playing in the realm and the only thing you can win is death. That is a whole nother topic which we’ll get into elsewhen but, for now, lets keep it focused on whats actually happening inside your head.
The best way to think about this is like sex and that (false) self is a condom laced with a numbing agent that prevents you from realizing how bad your innate potential is getting F’d. If those energetics should protest your brain will interpret their signals as pain, overthinking, compulsive activity or a huge proclivity for distraction to escape what you feel within. The saddest truth about this multiracial planet that communicates in many ways using their own tongues and glyphs is that not one crew speaks body language. We did. All of us. Once upon a when. These were the tables that were flipped as they broke the legs of higher consciousness and cut your awareness down to size hence English is Devilish because its the worst of the bunch hence “Stiff upper lip” and all the rest which explains well how a tiny island released all kinds of wickedness upon pretty much every other peoples and continents under the pretext of civilizing savages whilst looting their natural riches. Anything else just isn’t cricket, old bean. What do you think those triple crosses on the flag they hoist mean? Pirates of consciousness yet none dare call it conspiracy. Once again we’ve spread the beam a bit wide so lets focus back within:
Don’t believe everything you think. It can be a dangerous habit. Its all suggestion and hypnosis at the end of the day because you’re in an altered state of consciousness where your awareness has been fragmented by traumatic mind controlling programming thats been going on for generations and is portioned out, par excellence. Why do you think I said disconnect from the web, stop watching these so called news sources that feed you fear porn and instead be way more discerning with what you allow into your head. The next step is to starve that attention whore in your head of the fix it craves (and you grant) by complying with its wishes as that means you just sign and seal the script it penned. Ctrl C, Ctrl V, remember? Spot the Pattern and it becomes easier to reject it because if you don’t stand for something you’ll fall for anything.
Don’t believe everything you think. I’ll say it again. Start challenging your assumptions via the process of selective attention or just straight up negating the suggestion. A firm “No!” that you mean can work wonders within as its simply a case of assertion and discipline which raises a Slave from where he sinks and simultaneously sparks up the spirit of the Warrior within who dwells in Inner Sense. That is lifes true gift. Sadly many die with it within as they look around, wondering, “Is this it?”. No. No it isn’t, my friend. Unless you’re stuck on stupid, hell bent on ignorance and so comfortable in your velvet lined rut where your awareness is held hostage that the thought of the alternative breaks you out in a cold sweat because it means you’ve been tricked and have invested your whole life in an illusion. Ask your Self:
Would you rather know now, when you can still do something about it, or in those final moments as your life current ebbs and the Opponent says “Another one for my collection. I win” and you come face to face with your Inner Sense that you’ve spent a whole lifetime neglecting? That isn’t pretty. Not one bit. Its actually a one way ticket back to this realm hence your only fear of death should be reincarnation. How many times do you think we’ve had this conversation, eh? That memory wipe before you’re slammed back in the flesh is a slippery bish, isn’t it?
Don’t believe everything you think. Your mind is behind enemy lines and your Opponent is highly skilled in pulling the worlds greatest trick where he makes you believe you’re it. Treat it like a Game instead. Its much more fun and challenging because as you level up your skills you gain an expanded state of consciousness that automatically begets abundance and that, that my friend, is truly a life worth living.
Till we meet again
