They say you can’t hide the truth but you can certainly disguise where it lies. Imagine, for a moment, there was an intent at the helm that wished to spice up the challenge of wearing flesh in this realm and, to achieve this end, they flipped what is and isn’t then sold the genuine as fiction and the inverse for the population. Obviously to get the folks to accept such an immense fib they’d have to make it big, repeat it often and ensure the children were sent to their nearest camp of concentration for nearly two decades in which they were taught not only to sit still and look ahead in order to do well on the test but also that their imagination was worthless, questions are not tolerated and, most pernicious, if you wish to retain your parents affection you better regurgitate, on commandment, exactly what Simon Says…
This is why movies tell the truth, my friend.
Think of it as a psychoemotional vent for the stress of being a square watermelon in training. Haven’t you ever wondered why kids never tire of watching the same flick again and again? Ponder the link between the resonance of an Adulterated brain in hypnosis and how that is a childs natural state and the truth reveals itself, real quick. It can behoove one to go back and observe again what it was that captured their awareness and then held it in a vice like tinseltown grip as the holly wood wand of magical influence did its thing. What did you note? What did you miss upon the first spin? Can you imagine a series of advanced Souls was sent to the planet with the intent to awaken the rest of the plebs to latent strengths they possess and, instead, they were hit with this:
High order occult information presented in a way to defuse the state they came to develop. Its so devilish, friends. If each still pic holds a thousand words of influence and you observe sixty of them per second lets times that my ninety minutes and you do the maths on this. Consider, if you will, that a handful of studios says what goes, where and when, as you ponder this quote from the so called “free press” and you’ll see why I said they’re all actors, acting:
And you bought the performance they sell. Don’t feel bad, my friend. That is the Game and how it is on this stage we’re all playing using our Souls as credits. Stop and think: It couldn’t have been done any place else as A) we didn’t have the tech for mass individual influence (thanks to the black mirror effect) and B) the other you wouldn’t have fell for its tricks. Not to say there wasn’t a precedent as there is. Its called story and myth aka a direct line to the collective unconscious. Its why the book is always best and how you Know, in an instant, the rest of the script if I simply mention the name Jake Bullet and state he works in the Cybernautics Division. That is how powerful the mind is and it should come as no surprise as the brain doesn’t create consciousness but you me and the rest of this dimension exists within its resonance. Each of us have our own wavelength, our potential to decode or encode aka res. Inner Sense works at Sixty Four K, as standard. A man with multiple PhDs, tenure and a large salary in a specialist field sees in Two Forty P, at best. I know that can seem like a type of contradiction but its totally correct and backed by the fact that we have a Replication Crisis in all the sciences you can mention as each engage in a form of hyper specialized tunnel vision and know not what kicks in the field next to them and, worse still, they’ll actively resist and cross boundary amateur or specialist as they feel they impinge on what they’ve discovered and built. Its quite telling how the writer of the magical text (fictional) called the Necronomicon has this to say:
And he himself got his visions from dreams that popped into his head hence he wrote his text for nothing but pure entertainment with no thought of what it said. It wasn’t until real life occultists got to grips with what he shared that they realized this was actually spirit communication from another realm and thus they tried to link with said intelligence to not only get answers but way more than they expected. Really ponder this at depth. Research into this topic and believe naught I’ve said as these are simply my conclusions after spending a lot of time with strong opinions, loosely held that are then rearranged to a better res as a clearer dataset pours in. Whilst you’re there you may wish to check the link between black mirrors, scrying and angel communication at the highest levels of the government, back when. Take the Matrix, for example:
For years before this I’d been saying, to anyone who’d listen, that we’re inside of something that is akin to a computer programmed simulation. The leap from 8 to Sixteen bit just made this Self evident as it made so much sense. Especially when I came to grips with nascent VR tech as my intuition guided me to check the laws of processing which did, literally, fall into my grip most amusingly as well as the resulting conversation with one who was researching said topic for his thesis lead to an interesting convo which inspired me to check the holographic principle which is, in my estimation, totally correct. Imagine my grin when the flick hit and I thought “Finally, I won’t have to spend ages explaining the concept as its already been sketched in their heads thanks to the motion picture imperience”. That didn’t happen as most imaginations did flatline as they couldn’t shift from:
“Well, its just a movie? This is reality. If it was real we’d have read at school about it ergo I reject your hypothesis about being in a Game we all play using our Souls as credits. No further thought needed“.
Some stopped to think when I pointed out the texts, ancient, that said the exact same thing. Many didn’t. I’ll tell you who did though. Fringe dwellers like paranoid schizophrenics who flocked by the bakers dozen to hear me kick it as we discovered an interesting glitch in the Matrix as they never, ever hallucinated in my presence as I always presented as me to them which, as you can imagine, was a welcome relief from a world that constantly shifts and plays with their perceptions. They, instantly, resonated with the concept that the Agents are thoughtforms, non physical, that pop into and take over the minds of the Slaves, plugged in, to play with the heads of these out patients. Taking it to another res once it clicked that Neo was actually Jesus as they laid the symbolism on so thick they started doing backflips to celebrate the fact they weren’t delusional but correct that something was very wrong with the sketch of wearing flesh on a planet as they were surrounded by things, to others, invisible and often imagined that George Bush was talking directly to them via their TV set as they sat eating noodles.
It is worth mentioning that I have never, ever, met a dim schizophrenic but have had plenty of conversations with a long list of credentials that simply prove they excel on regurgitating, on cue, whatever another said as there was never an original thought in their head. On the flip, the criminals who’d skipped most of school to carve a niche on the pavement were full of fresh ideas as they constantly used their imagination, intuition and powers of deduction to stay a few steps ahead and thus they were open to comprehend what I shared, reality test and offer their own opinions on what the tube said and how it spoke to their consciousness. One had an immense breakthrough as suppressed emotions did flood in as he came to click why he, frequently, found such immense satisfaction in watching movies he’d termed as “soft” due to their themes and content. If you can imagine a sixteen stone bruiser crying into a napkin – I mean totally weeping – as he watches a rerun of Dead Poets Society as he draws the links between the one teacher that believed in him and encouraged him to pick up a musical instrument and how his father killed those dreams dead and said he wasn’t raising a homosexual. This event, though immense, had been totally repressed from his consciousness as his old man had a rep on the pavement and wanted to ensure his seed followed the path laid out for him which involved handing out violence and such things. Obviously to do this the man ingested immense amounts of amphetamines, steroids and other things as a way of redirecting his energies and thus never stopped to comprehend the true message of what he watching and what it signaled to him, within. Until we met.
This is just one simple example of the countless Souls who have wandered into my reality distortion field then stopped to check the script in their head and note what below the neck does feel (aka doing the Knowledge) then reported back their findings in our tête-à-tête. Try it your Self. Prove me incorrect. Obviously, it takes a certain amount of presence and willingness to go against the “Toward pleasure/away from pain” programming that runs in your head and, with him, it was totally accidental as he sat there, drunk at Three AM, after doing what he did and unwinding with a flick as the old events, now freed, just poured in to his consciousness and he finally scratched the itch he’d repressed since Year Six and counting. Things were quite different for him after this as he lost that killer edge which was another sublimated vent for said energetics ergo there are dangers to deprogramming as others have totally flipped their lids as I’m neither a medical professional nor have I played on one television. Just a curious jit that asked endless questions to think and peer inside the heads of those who’d listen as they shared their statements on the streets and pavement around the way, back when. Thankfully, I managed to bring them back from the edge and, since then, my res has leapt in an incremental progression and the world as it is takes on a far deeper meaning which makes so much sense as this is the same effect that causes schizos to flip and drown where the mystic swims and its all got to do with the voice in your head and whether you click you ain’t it but that which listens or have spent your entire life (and possibly, death) invested in a Game of Simon Says with the pretender at the helm hence the idea of reality being fiction isn’t that much of a stretch when the same process is already present in your head, yes?
To get back on thread – They beam a pro you introject and that, my friend, is how you convince 8 billion Souls to lives, inauthentic, but, worse still, the next step is wearing the tech ergo no disconnect from the treadmill as you’ll have been born, plugged in, and I’ve been beating this drum since the web was all text. Really stop and ponder the res of how far man fell to this state of ignorance as you question who runs the sandbox and their intent. Plato said that he who escapes the Cave and attempts to save the the rest is torn to shreds for the attempt. Prove him incorrect and do the Knowledge, my friend otherwise you may just click why the sign on Hotel California reads:
Or is that too meta for most to comprehend? Check the T&Cs, the Devil always resides in the deets and thats why its best to think of its as a Game, my friend, as then the only limits that exist do so inside your head hence why imagination is the first causality of the conflict called being born in this realm as that which you miss, from within, can be repackaged and sold, external, which is the exact same model as school, religion and creativity as well.
Thats why movies tell the truth, my friend, because its all part of an immense trick that expands and encroaches in the same instance using many modes of communication but oddly consistent symbols… Strange, isn’t it?
Till we meet again
