Have you ever met someone, and it might be you, that had a clue exactly what they wanted to do but did everything but this? Max, meet Vincent. The lesson of the matter is the only way to learn is by acting. There is a moment in this flick where the protagonist is forced to pretend he is the antagonist and, via the power of adrenaline and osmosis, he puts in a convincing performance that he is the one who delivers confirmed kills, ten times out of ten. We, the viewer, know the sketch but, get this, people only show what you tell so what are you broadcasting on FM? Thats the basis of Dicelife, my friend. Its such an immense buzz and everyone who attempts came back with a huge grin as its akin to realizing you’d spent your entire life within a cave that featured a torch that pointed in one direction. After flipping your energetics some notice there is a better view, elsewhere, as they change their mind and keep it. Others click that it if they can move with this flex it strongly suggests there is another realm outside of the cavern and its false illumination and thus begin the steps to enlightenment.
The only way to learn is by acting.
So what if you get it wrong initially? Who cares? You can either fail and learn or swerve the attempt at all in order to your track record pristine – without a scratch. Unplayed. Mint. “Still got the factory sticker on it” you say, with a grin, as you die with your music, within… The saddest part is that those who inherit this mindset often do from parents who’d done exactly the same because if we take it back to the daze of cavemen and there was one who rushed into the bush with no Fs given as he lived for adrenaline and another was more cautious. We are all the descendants of the latter as the former was akin to Tyson whereas the latter sported the Mayweather mindset. That isn’t meant as a diss as some people can cause offense with their defense but any will admit, like Cus said, that a fighter should hit and not get hit whilst being exciting to deliver the complete package.
The only way to learn is by acting.
This may mean you first play a role but thats all good as you’re giving the performance of your life in this instance anyway. What? You really believed you’re John of House Smith? Please. You’ve got about as much in common with that tale as government cheese does with Edam. Its that red coating you need to get melting to feel the shadows depth as the glow nestled within reps your Inner Sense but that hard shell of Adulteration is the script you accepted, back when, and most will live and die with their record unchecked. Its quite sad, isn’t it? Imagine I gave you a pill that made you totally content, as you is. No more hangups about this or that blemish or concerns about something else. You’d be beaming with unconditional Self acceptance. Know what happens next? Everyone says:
“Who is that? They’re gorgeous!” as you draw them in, like a magnet. This state is hypnotic and wildly attractive. I mean, have you ever stopped to ponder the obvious difference between sex appeal and beauty? How they rarely manifest equally in the same flesh? Its a topic worth pondering as it hints about lifes ever present energetics plus resonance which further speaks on only being one Soul in this realm as there is no universal ten that is all things to everyone as we like what we like and make the pieces fit with what we project. In many ways the true sketch one must comprehend is that there is an ideal form and function (aka the best version of your Self) then there is what you accept. The former is created via introspection and it blooms in the midst of filth. The latter is generated, no effort, thanks to the psychosocial treadmill and its programming, so effective. In effect one must declare war on the (false) self and its starts with the voice in your head and story it tells. I mean, we all know the trope well of an amnesiac in a film who knows not what kicks, yes? What if the person had severe depression before this or an intense allergy to some type of substance but, after, they were happily munching away and totally unaware of the state around which they’d based their whole tale? See what I mean about “John of House Smith” existing only in your head ergo its that which is afraid of death (and, by proxy, life as well). Watch a flick called Fearless from the nine tray but turn it off at the point the suit comes knocking on the door to grease some wheels. By then you’ll have downloaded all of the encoded gnosis you’re needing and the rest is irrelevant. Note, a lot of you will want to press on beyond that point with a “Why? I want to know now” type of mindset and I assure you, you’ll regret if you progress in that respect. Why can’t you apply the same vibe to telling your overbearing parents “No” for once or refusing your bosses BS as to why your workload is immense but isn’t reflected in the check as well as a billion and one other things?
Note how something within balks at that whereas the simple admonishment to eject the flick from your deck at point said causes another reaction? What is the difference beyond emotional investment and the potential for a reaction? If you keep doing what you done did you’ll get more of what you expect, you mental patient! And I mean that not as a diss but calling you one with a slow mindstate instead. Wait a sec, maybe that is a diss. Ah well! Inner Sense is quicksilver in that respect. Its Center is where it sits and expands in every direction to map the lay of the land in its adventure for expansion. Read this tale about two jellies the report which mold fits your imperience, my friend.
The thing with the (false) self is that its seductive as hell. It takes no effort to slide in and escaping it is next to impossible unless something dramatic happens. You can either do this, dolo, or life will bring it to your chin like Buzz Aldrin. Second comes great after first but what they don’t mention is once third kicks in its a hop, skip and slid to the middle aged spread kicking in as you keep telling yourself you’ll do it one day:
Meaning, it won’t as you’ll doze till nobody know who you was is or could have been as you died with your music within. Don’t worry though, they’ll mindwipe you, real quick, and stick you back in a new shell that takes nine months to develop which is why both Apple and Microsoft skipped this digit as its too close to the eschaton they’re immanentizing. “In this sign conquer” they said and you’ll note the fruit is pre-bit. Get it, pre bit? Techno Sapiens are waiting in the wings with dreams of silicon bliss and all the robosex you can handle as people get to live out their wildest but, get this, it isn’t really real. Neither is this but its less fake so thats something. And you can tell the difference between the real thing and duplicate but when the seam is less and the scene is more who are you gonna believe? Me, or your lying eyes?
See, the hardest thing to see is whats in front of thee and its akin to me saying you don’t have a mind. Most will deny, a few shall protest but less that 8% of the populace comprehend the shadows depth and intent of the statement. Ah, whats the point – I’m sometimes wondering.
“If they’re comfortable in their ignorance and you’re not then just let them be. Besides, its not like they have the eyes to see” said one wiser than me.
“I don’t know though because if the script was flipped and another got the hint that it ain’t all the hits, Twenty Four/Seven, as you could touch the dial and change the tune to something else I’d sure appreciate a hint”.
“And then what? Sing new songs to which no one knows the lyrics? Rouse some rabble about what is hidden and the gubberment is all a swizz because the wings, right and left, are linked in the mid for the bird brained ignorant to keep feeding? Look, how many of them ever click that each new incumbent simply continues the old script and that is why nothing ever shifts, nor do they fulfill their promises. This is base level subsistence, for certain, but there is a charm to thinking you know what you don’t. Plus, it leaves more bandwidth for the rest who wish to the Know the Ledge and thats the worst bit of your tinkering because imagine if you’d had hints instead of not suspecting a thing. Remember the thrill after the spills and chills that ran ice in your veins as your brain leapt out of the way so your heart could finally speak and say its thing?”.
He, as usual, had a point. What a predicament. I guess this is what I meant when I said I cross lines then stop to check. Well, no more! The new and improved me two steps to 81% and leaves the rest to your imagination so after that side trip lets get back to the main thread, yes?
A baby judges not the signals which pour in as its taking its first steps as “Oh well, I’m a failure. May as well stick to crawling as I do that pretty well” as the rest of the jits sing “Damn, homie, with four on the floor you were the man, homie!“. No, they Know, intuitive, the only way to learn is by acting as they take the bumps and bruises of a two time loser in their step as that concept, to them, doesn’t exist. Neither is it in the Warriors lex as once Inner Sense is at the helm only feedback exists ergo:
“Hmm, that didn’t quite work so lets remix the elements in our grip”.
Fall down five, get up six. Like the sum total of a remainder that brings one, inexorably, to this place in order to state:
The Soul of Games you has, my friend.
Till we meet again
