The programming language of reality
is such a simple
yet complex
thing
that meeting it
face to faceless
can be totally mindbending
which
in and of itself
is most amusing
as it is what does the coding.
Imagine you could gain a map
for your Hero’s Quest
in the flesh?
So little Timmys parents
knew
first hand
he was a potential musical genius
but everything else
would only develop
once he mastered this skill
as that was his Souls purpose
and fondest wish.
Thing is
his folks beat
into his head
that he needs to do well
in the rest of the things
at school which he found
oh so boring.
His talent on the keys
was immense.
So much so
that he thought in music
which meant Fs across the board
in everything else.
So, to the factory Timmy heads.
A life of unfulfilled potential
as another square watermelon.
See
the things of which I speak
are known
in upper echelons
and
paradoxically
poor civilizations
but modern man
thinks not of such skills
as they’re too advanced
to be taken in
by the mumbo jumbo
of the primitives
who believed in silly things
like not buying metal on Tuesdays
or why certain couplings
should be avoided
as the blood of the parents
is too hot to mix
and thus would create
problems for the next generation.
The programming language of reality
is what Hollywood uses in secret
to craft its characters and scripts.
Billionaires also invest in it
as do the curious who stumble upon
and find the code of the Matrix
lifted from their eyelids
as the Archons of ancient myth
are proven to be alive and well.
Me
personally
think its pretty spiff
but the whole thing raises
more questions than answers
because if we are influenced
then how in the heck
can we be responsible
for what kicks
from said events
if they’re played out
in secret
from the depths of our awareness?
That makes me think
the karma is a swizz.
Not only this
but its what underpins reincarnation
hence the whole
weighing of the heart thing
from Kemet
back when.
Its also why I’ve said
you’re a people
not a person
my friend
as there are so many versions
within
and it behooves one
to do the Knowledge
as then you can spot the tints
each alternative
brings to the fore
as you choose which to nourish
and which one needs to be fed
a different kind of sustenance
as anyone who has argued
can spot the other regress
to a state of childlike petulance
who hears not what is said
but refs what was felt
back when
but never acknowledged
nor expressed.
How many wars would be killed
dead
by this wisdom
as the programming language of reality
applies to countries and anything else
you can imagine.
Its why Apple release their products
on such a strange ordinance
and they always hit
plus it may have something to do
with why that version nine was missing.
Same with Bills operation
as windows leapt from 8 to ten
for no apparent reason.
Well
now you know.
Of course
the official script
cites other reasons
but then they’d never tell
would they?
I mean
how many clicked
that apples logo
ready bit
and the sale price of
its first foray into tech
hide esoteric symbolism
hence why Siri
spells “iris” when flipped
as that is exactly
where she intends to sit
when Techno Sapiens
are made from men
previously formed of carbon
which has six protons
neutron and electrons
dancing around their unfinite consciousness.
Same with XP
which put Windows on the map
“In this sign conquer”
said a shadowy force
back when…
Did the Empire end
or did it simply don new skin instead?
I’ll let you tell it
my friend
for I’m just clutching at loose threads
that I weave into a narrative
that you are requested to neither accept
nor reject
but consider instead
before telling me what you think
sharing details I may have missed
as each one teaches the next
and we
as a collective of individuals
do ascend an octave
without the need
for augmentation in which
big tech moves into your head
and says
“Ah, home at last”
for the next thirteen K
which
by the way
is the luckiest number you can get
whereas seven is a peril
for the average pleb…
Let me give you an example:
Write a list of someone you detest
then pick another that does the same things
and compare/contrast
their situations
comments
and resonance in your existence.
That is the rudiments of the programming language
and why folks keep attracting
identikit partners in different skin
until they comprehend the lesson
that they’re the only Soul in the realm
interacting with figments
of their imagination.
I know
mindbending isn’t it?
The programming language of reality
speaks loudly
to schizophrenics
but the problem is
if one isn’t prepped
for the revelation
then its a swift trip
to the mental asylum.
This is why they spot links that
to others
seem totally spurious
but
to them
make perfect sense.
In many ways
the well adjusted
are also nutters
but their lunacy is accepted
and expected.
I mean
listen
you live
wearing flesh
walking around a planet
that floats in the abyss
as it chases a fireball
into the distance.
When I first learned that revelation
my childlike mind said:
“Where is the proof?
No way in hell can that be accurate
the story makes no sense”.
To this day
I still don’t fully accept it
but now I ponder
how in the heck
the solar system
is filled with perfect orbits
and one oh eight resonance as well
which strongly suggests
the programming language of reality
is bigger than we suspect
but
paradoxically
infinitesimal as well.
One day
back when
I quieted my consciousness
and went down to the level
of my nervous system.
The power
and strength
it took to move a fingertip
made me realize
super quick
the matter with Spirit.
Next I went down a level
then again
and again.
Suddenly Jack & the Beanstalk
took on a real tint
and I couldn’t help but wondering
if we’re actually inside a human being
then I thought:
“How would the nation within me feel
with my moods and whims
as the base climate of their operation?”.
Things changed
super quick
and this birthed
the absentee god concept
you can read at this link
as
spoiler alert
each organ has its own intelligence
and plays its part in the process
like letters of the alphabet
ergo the programming language of reality
can be broken down again
and again
until you remove the ink
from the pen
celestial
that was pushed to etch
the narrative
I’d been decoding on FM.
Then I heard the Psylense
that which underpins
everpresent
yet invisible
the ultimate contradiction.
What everyone was worshipping
all were seeking
and
get this
it was them!
Ha!
Till we meet again
