Ghouls, ghosts and goblins get mixed in with sweets, treats and tricking but what of the origins of this event that most willingly accept without a glimpse at the shadows depth? Well, lets take a look, shall we?
All ancient myths and legends attest there is this world and the next but, in between said realms, there is a place which is filled with terrible and wondrous things. These days we know this sphere of influence as the land of the machine elves but, I suspect, its from whence “artificial” intelligence does spring hence why they both glitched when rendering fingertips. I only recently published this article as I am now quite certain my extradimensional view is accurate as, thrice and counting, I’ve been able to read words of text, glance away and have them remain legible plus looking at ones palms no longer trips a switch, automatic, between waking and dreaming consciousness quite like it did.
As usual, believe naught I have said but, instead, aim to prove me incorrect, my friend.
They say that on the hallowed day of ween the veils between the realms are paper thin and this means that occultists can ascend whilst the non physical drops in. Samhain, they state, has an Irish origin in which it was linked to the judgment of the dead as well as, in the terrestrial realm, one of the quarter days that marked the shifts in the seasons. Kind of like how New Years makes zero sense in Jan but, on April First, the truth is Self evident as we watch nature spring from its deathlike hibernation which hints we’re truly immortals wearing flesh. I mean, how many do ponder why trees and women have so much in common and how before god was an angry White man from clouds, yelling, she was seen as a generous Black princess whose gifts never end? I strongly suspect the shift that caused the brains of man to click from one chamber to the next are the same that birthed written language with all its spells, rites and cursive. What if “reality” was actually an immense ritual that folks ignorantly engage in? I wonder about these things, hence these articles, as I send them to the web which is nothing more or less than a digitized portal of access to the collective unconscious which is why your phone seems to read your mind, now and then, as it suggests things you’d never searched but simply imagined. More to heaven and earth, my friend. Getting back on trend:
Two thousand years ago the Celts filled the Land of Eng and their calendar was based on when to plant and harvest. Much like the ancient Egyptians who venerated cats that stared at nothing as they stated they were emissaries of another realm and thus could see the invisible. As well as keeping pests at bay which, for a grain based civilization, makes a sense. The Celts said that the end of October marked the shift between life and death and the whole Hermetic “As above, so below” was in full effect ergo they believed the dead would pop in and say:
“Hey there, whats happening?” to their descendants.
Did you know that ancestor worship was once the dominant “religion” of not only these lands but the whole planet? That makes a lot of sense when you consider the Fourth Dimension is made of vinyl and how the song of your Soul is, in effect, a cut and paste rendition of previous lives you’ve lived. For some, reading, a lot about a bit will now make a whole load of sense so I suggest you sprinkle a little “You are the only Soul in this realm” to garnish along with a tiny slice of never having a stranger met. Now, they lit bonfires and raised a din because if the veil is thin its not just the ancestors who could drop in as something wicked this way may come. Primitive ramblings or makes a load of sense? I’ll let you tell but in Kemet they had The Feast of the Valley to venerate the dead with a celebration which, once again, is repped elsewhen with Día de Muertos kicking off for Mexicans so much like we’re all linked by the web the ancients held a lot more in common than most think. Probably accounts for the tobacco and cocaine found in Pharaohs veins, eh? Nobody seems to explain the Nazca lines or these “toys” that look a lot like planes though. Thats because we think we’re the best of the best and they were basic ass cavemen but the truth of the matter is they were more in tune with the unfinite and we’re remedial in comparison. The witchhunts, education and willful ignorance pitches in but there is always an option to do the Knowledge, my friend. Once did you can’t unawaken so be warned there are dangers to deprogramming as it can kill your false relationships dead as you start to ascend. Getting back to the lecture in hand:
India is filled to the gills with events that respect the Souls who left and seeing as its one of the oldest living traditions its worth introspecting as, from their lens, they state these folks are just as real outside of flesh as they are nothing more or less than pure consciousness. They posit that should they die with their music within or in events tragic then hauntings do kick that bring misfortune to the living descendants as they are, in effect, like a child who misbehaves for attention. I know, it sounds ridiculous, yes? Good job Churchill killed millions of them whilst looting trillions, back when. Strange how that bit isn’t etched on his historical record, isn’t it? And yet, it happened. Now, here is where it gets interesting:
Read this link for a real life tale of reincarnation in which an all round bad man was popped and dropped then, not far away a boy was born claiming he wanted to put his past life killers away. The strangest thing? It happened. Yes, you read that correct. Thanks to his unerring testament and access to details, unprecedent, the court agreed he was none other than the deceased wearing new skin and the defendants were clinked based on his evidence. Thats pretty wild, isn’t it? I, personally, know this so called Mauve Zone is really real and its accessed via imagination hence why children rise in dread from a mare in the night whilst tired parents yell:
“Its all in your head, go back to bed!“.
As they sit there, in stress, quite certain there is a threat, invisible, that is staring at them with malevolence. The wildest thing is schizos say the same thing and yet, to date, not one single “scientist” has ever stopped to think why every single one, ever, always states that there are beings, invisible, persecuting them and playing with their awareness. Once again, this is an area I know well because, back when, we discovered an interesting glitch in which the local madmen would not hallucinate in my presence ergo, to them, I was a welcome reprieve from a harrowing reality and thus we discussed many things about what the true meaning of being human is as well as trying all types of imperiments to see if we could, together, solve the puzzle of living. From then till now I’ve gone multidimensional and a lot about a little makes way more sense but, like Jon Snow, the only thing I know is that I Know nothing. Which is most ironic as there is one thing which is everything and it, its Self, is “no thing”. Ha! Run that back again and comprehend there is a Prime point of origin that pre-exists and we can think of it as a flame, eternal, from which we are sparks of sentience that is linked to the melting wax of flesh you’re wearing which was specced by the architect who is the god of this realm and hence jealous which means, from an occult lens, ghosts and demons are simply beings that were John Wick’d but exist beyond their off switch and thus need to be fed so they evoke fear and dread in the living which takes us back to this being a loosh farm, par excellence, hence why the world seems like heaven but feels like a living hell for those who comprehend the shadows depth.
The Egungun festival of Yoruba origin honors those who have left this realm with dance and music ergo they gift living resonance with directed will and intention for they say that a man dies two deaths. One is of the flesh and the next is the last time anyone says his name with fondness. Or hate. The Spirits don’t care about the way they get paid ergo it behooves one to think who is bigger than Jesus and what, exactly, was he casting out of people whilst doing all types of hacking for, to me, he was the original Neo in the Matrix and the powers that shouldn’t be hated him for it hence he said, thundering:
“Know ye not ye are gods? Immortals wearing flesh, laboring under ignorance?”.
Bringing it to the modern day, if you wish to play a Game and see what kicks you can use what comes next to reality test an occult view of Halloween and what it truly means:
Grab a candle tonight and close your lids. Bring your attention to your chest and recollect that the blood that flows within was once housed in others skin and this lineage of wax building goes back for generations ergo their tales and script still do live and you are the testament. In an ironic twist, the flame that lit is immortal as I said and with this intent you offer up thanks and appreciation for all those who made it possible as you light a candle for them. Some leave food offerings, others say the Spirits like tobacco and confectionery or drinks but the most powerful thing is intent for the divine consciousness that is them is thou as well as the Prime who pre-exists ergo gratitude expands in every direction from the mid so its well worth trying to see what happens. And, if you’re one of the new just tuning in, I highly recommend this practice for the next time there is a lunar eclipse as you can literally let go of your problems as that is another time the veils are thin for life is always talking but who has time to listen?
Know the Ledge, my friend.
Till we meet again
