Can you imagine, for a moment, you are a scuba diver surrounded by fish in the depths of the ocean? The suit fits you like a second skin, the apparatus keeps your lungs all filled and the medium in which you float in quickly becomes invisible as you adapt to the climate.
Now, take all of the above and switch the suit for flesh, water for air and lets make the fish invisible. In this metaphor they become what, back when, was called an entity or demon. I prefer the term Neg as that is their resonance as they work on the subtle level to exert an influence that has most of the realm in its grip. Sound farfetched? Spin your Rolodex for all of the “I don’t know what came over him?” and “She’s a totally different person when…” events and see if you get a straight line in Tetris moment. Of course we, of flat screens and USBs, are too advanced to accept such primitive myth and superstish as facts but this, after all, a thought imperiment in which we attempt to get to grips with things just beyond the EM spectrum. To add some sprinkles:
What do you think your cat is tracking as it stops preening for a second and watches something invisible walk through your room and through the other wall? Ever had a dog that barks at something you can’t see, incessantly, then stops, randomly? What of the feeling of being alone, at home, and then looking at something, quite certain, you’re being watched? Add in the sense of a chill – like walking through a spiders web – then you reach up and find… Absolutely nothing. Cross reference this with a childs “invisible friends” and you would not be too far from my perspect. A lot of depression is the presence of these Negs and pretty much all of psychosis is thanks to their resonance which links in with the ways of the magickian who delves into the depths of his own awareness and comes face to faceless with these demons of the mind as he attempts to master them on the path to enlightenment. Or endarkenment, depending upon his preferences…
Look into Jack Parsons, of JPL fame, and his links with the self proclaimed wickedest man in this realm along with he who would bring Scientology into being and you’ll spot some curious resonance as all, in their own way, approached the same thing. Call them illusions, delusions or what you will. The fact is, they exist. You know those daze (not a spelling mistake) when you don’t feel like you but something else? Yep. What about the effects of hallucinogens which could be termed as a way to build a bridge to where these folks usually chill? One of the most interesting things about the works of a doc in this field was how he found, under rigorous tests, people were talking to things they described as sentient discarnate and all of their descriptions were the same. To bring it to this plane, lets imagine a man hallucinates a pet but, by some type of glitch, everyone in his environment sees it as well. How could you tell? After all, what we class as solid is simply external signals, encoded then stitched, into a narrative we expect then interact with. What if you were, somehow, immune to all of this and wondered exactly what people were seeing? Lets say you question them and they class you an idiot until you take a pic and show them… Absolutely nothing.
The interesting thing is I’d be willing to bet their brains would fill in, as shown by the image at the head of this text, which brings up all sorts of questions. Are we hallucinating this reality, as a collective? That would explain the reality tunnel effect, the simulation hypothesis and a the concept of a ghost in the machine, really well. But, it would also contradict what we’ve been trained to expect as believers in the material. They say science advances as the old guard die a death and the new are familiar with the previously strange concept. John Nash, of a Beautiful Mind fame did just such a thing and, when questioned, he said:
“The same place that gave me gifts of mathematical skill are the same that sent the rest so of course I’d look in as they’d been right about everything else”. This is why he got sectioned. Many musical artists attest the same thing then we have the curious myth of the Devil and his deals that bring preternatural skill to those who, previously, couldn’t carry a tune in a bucket. Sprinkle the ashes of Club Twenty Seven upon this and see what you get. To me a far more interesting pic of reality kicks in that may be, I suspect, what lead the author of the Necronomicon to pen:
Isn’t it interesting how what he wrote as a work of fiction went on to influence those who really do weave spells and do rituals as they clicked that what linked and spoke through him was some true and accurate? Art is a lie that tells the truth, my friend. Thing is, in times of universal deception, the Game is also flipped ergo one should do the Knowledge as anothers truth could be your fabrication as well accept certain things (mostly unchecked) then use them to create our paradigm which is mainly inherited and influenced by our peers, parents and the media blitz in which we swim. That too, like the fish, is invisible but once you peer beneath the lid you can’t help but wondering why there are so many JC saviors in the flicks and then it becomes quite obvious who Neo actually is – even if that particular application was heavy handed. To see if you can decode at a higher res check out Die Hard instead as its the same tale in a new dress. Do the Knowledge, my friend.
Now, there is an interesting subsection of this planet who totally prove my hypothesis but their testimony is usually stricken from the record as the words of a lunatic or imbecile, at best. Thing is, there is a thin line between insanity and genius and what if the modern nutters would’ve been Shamans back when had their faculties for extended perception been trained well, off rip, as opposed to becoming square watermelons instead? See, on another stage of the Game, when the medicine man headed the village he’d fix the pairings to ensure his ecosystem remained coherent and seeing as they were usually single he’d get the signal of his new apprentices consciousness being beamed in and thus would tell the parents:
“The child coming is special, he will be the next Shaman“.
They would be beside themselves at the gift and would do exactly as he said to prepare the womb and home to ensure the correct passage for this nascent awareness before he took over and shared his skills, the wisdom of imperience, and hoisted the child above his shoulders to see what he said. In that respect it was a fair exchange as babies are drenched in Inner Sense so he’d question about the world he just left to which his links were still natural and, together, they’d build his resonance. One of the most amazing legends I’d read was of one who had spent his time developing engaged in nothing but intense mental communication as an adept. Meaning, he could speak but the elder would only reply via thoughts sent from chest. As time progressed he developed the skill we know as clairvoyance but it had an amazing side effect as he could speak to animals. You can test this, at present. If you come across a dog that is yapping and ferocious then instead of reacting with fear (which they can smell) instead bring your mind into your chest and beam pure affection at it. Watch what happens. It can really shift your paradigm. Same with cats but they detect it super quick except the method is more involved as they process energetics different. This is why, I suspect, your canine friend can detect when your shift has ended and you’re busy Yabbadabbadoing after a day running the treadmill. I do believe Sheldrake looked into this and produced results that were scientifically significant but he was laughed out of the building and called a simpleton by people who refused to check, reality test or even think about what he said as it threatened their paradigm. Or, could it be due to the Negs that know this train of thought will derail their grip upon human consciousness?
China is filled with stories and myths just like this hence the “Hungry Ghost” effect. Japan has similar but on a whole nother level as their interlopers were probing into mans depths in the literal sense which bears a striking resemblance with the aliens that would manifest, later, out West. India too accepts these things as quite common and thus not worth commenting as their culture was built, primarily, on interfacing with the invisible although the traditions have been diluted quite well since the EIC stepped in and rewrote a lot of texts and, on others, completely flipped the script. What is telling, however, is the origin of the real life inspiration behind a famously fictional secret agent and that black mirror of his that he used to talk to “angels”. Another curio is how the ones mentioned back when as the fallen who taught men weapons and the ladies got schooled in the art of makeup and booty shaking. Kind of strange, eh? You could debunk all of this as a whole load of hokum but the sense of being stared at is something so universal as is turning, unerring, to look in that direction. Matter of fact I used to train this particular skill, back when, to keep my Self from boredom. Did you?
Lace in a bit about dreams, precognitive, “mothers intuition” and that strange sensation of thinking about someone before the phone rings – especially if you haven’t heard from them in ages – and its not hard to argue that we’re obviously zoomed in to a small bit of the bigger pic which makes perfect sense as we are currently within a coherently collapsed construction of consciousness that is modeled on a fractal. Thats why you see such resonance between ear shells and the fetus as well as carrots, sliced, looking like eyes and all of the rest as there is but one fundamental force – Psylense – which was called the Ether, back when. Science, again, discounts this but it can proven real quick by bunching your fingers and thumb on the hand you write with, pointing it at the floor with your other palm parallel and making small circles. Don’t ask me what happens. Do the Knowledge, my friend. A good explanation, which fits the current model, for women clicking when their kids are up to mischief is because they found traces of Y chromosomes inside regions of their brains. If it had had been from their fathers then girls would’ve been born male ergo it had to come from some place else. Thing is the immune system is totally hostile to these types of things until we look into the placentas link when it comes to exchange and resonance then it makes a whole load of sense as well as explaining, real well, generational trauma imprints, personal blips in behavior which come from older aspects, back when, and a whole host of interesting things which are currently labelled fringe.
More to heaven and earth, my friend.
Till we meet again
