Fear responses and self gratification. Really is all there needs to be said, yes? What? You don’t get it? I’ve just described your entire life. Not just yours but your entire lineage, long gone, current and yet to be incarnated into the ignorance you will gift them via your “just another link in the chain” existence that stretches from when your first ancestor abnegated their inner kingdom and bent the knee to allow imposters to ascend in their stead. You’ve just kept up that family tradition because you know nothing else. Its why Slavery is so effective because the power of tradition makes the inheritance of weakness seem like a strength as you run around behind delusion, entirely clueless that you are the both the problem and solution.
The true enemy lies in your head. Its why your chest and abdomen were targets way before you were sent to the concentration camp wing of the System known as school where standardized mind control did its thing and plopped the heavily processed and mostly disconnected version of you onto the treadmill of social progress via the acquisition of trinkets and or a thirst for validation.
Fear responses and self gratification. Five words sum up your entire life. There it is. Take it all in because that is the basis of it all for you. What? You disagree? OK, grab a pad and pen. Write those options on each end and start filling a list of every thing you’ve ever did and you’ll see that nothing falls outside of this paradigm. Five words. A life sentence. Sad, isn’t it?
Why have you never questioned this? Why have you ran from pillar to post then back again as the official party line in your head bleats “All animals are equal” when the hypocrisy is so evident. Fear responses and self gratification. The former prevents you from tackling the situation (and thus the world your seeds will inherit, both mental and physical aka being of it not in it) and the latter is available in abundance so you can remember to forget what it was that stressed you in the first instance. It really is quite clever and very slick. Bread and circuses, people. And when they’re no longer required? Watch the streets run red with rivers of blood, exactly as predicted because the inheritance of generations upon generations of suppression needs a vent and suddenly the hunger aspect of the Game is unleashed as people tear each other limb from limb screaming “Its them! They’re the problem. Get em!” as they whip themselves up into a frenzy. After the adrenaline dips and they realize what happened from indulging their whims they’d spent so long tamping down as they tried to fit in to the mold they were poured in as a kid to become another Adulterated brick in the wall of their own making suddenly the fear response kicks in.
“Won’t Big Daddy Government please do something?” they said with lips trembling and eyes wet. Problem. Reaction. Solution. A Game as old as the Empire. Actually scratch that, it is the Empire because without it nothing happens and thus you see how important you are to the equation because your reaction to the events is what moves along the narrative with you behind, them ahead. Donkeys live a long time whilst noble steeds are sent to the glue factory in the end as they die with the name of the one who profited from their lives and death on their lips. All because they couldn’t read the signs, otherwise they would have seen it coming.
This is your life. Sad, isn’t it? You were born unfinite and that potential still exists within. Thing is it sits underneath immense layers of inculcated ignorance designed to foster and profit from your suffering and then sell you products, ideas and concepts designed to steer you even further from the solution which can only dwell within. I wonder what would happen if you chose not to give in and buckle back to being that scared little kid when life presented its test and demanded your regression, acquiescence and somnolence? Something interesting, thats for sure. Same with choosing not to eat that treat, binge watch that series, play another game, take another hit along with whatever form of sexual stimulation that gets you hard or wet. I wonder what would happen if you chose not to give in. Something interesting I bet.
As it stands you are trapped in a mansion with many rooms that offers many things, imperiences and feelings. Somehow you got tricked into moving into the basement which is kept extra funky on purpose. There are a few options down here but you’ve been mainly focused on the advent of wandering through that blue door again and seeing what you’ll get because its always a fun time experience that allows you to forget the mess you dwell within. Sometimes the place itself can get very scary and threatening as all kinds of lights flash and klaxons start wailing. Then you head to the red door which is scary as well but at least its not as intense. After it all settles you run to the blue door to feel better again. This is your life, sad isn’t it?
Both of those doors are just loops back the basement and designed to generate the illusion of options, progress and freedom when in reality you own the building and have free access to all kinds of imperiences and options as there is a veritable richness you inherited but haven’t claimed since a kid as your parents did the same thing, as did theirs before them. So it sits. Waiting for the one who possess the head, heart and stomach to realize the nature of the Kingdom within, stake their claim and mark their ascent. Comprehend, this is the true nature of fear and how to transcend it.
He sits there in the basement, wondering how he got into this. Suddenly the walls start shaking and he realizes this is to prevent the progress of this current train of thought. “Aha, derailment” he says as he notices the drama designed to shove him into the “Fear Response” door painted red. Instead he does no such thing. The threat levels are now at the highest they’ve ever been and yet he is entirely nonplussed. Suddenly, without warning, that which shook is now still. The “Self Gratification” door of blue looks mighty inviting. It beckons to him in a tone so seductive as it offers hints and promises of what he thinks he wants but instead he says “Aha, hooks. Go fish!” and avoids the subtle manipulation of his nervous system and just sits there as the Witness, watching it happen as he Knows he knows his in and not of.
The Game doesn’t like this. Not one bit. Cue the klaxon wail of authority designed to enforce the edicts that got him into the basement and force compliance if needed. “Nope” he says with a sense of gratefulness because by transcending the blue and red options he felt the fresh yellow rising sun within and by taking what the hues offered he alchemized the the three points of the triangle and was suddenly aware of the clear door via his inner vision. “Strange” he thinks as he reaches toward what was always present but engineered to be invisible to his polarity driven existence “Its quite clever how they hid this, right in plain sight but with the solution in pieces, just requiring a Witness then it all clicks” as he stepped into his Kingdom and felt at home with the familiar newness of his rather splendid mansion as he set about finding who had tricked him previously into living in the basement and how they created the imitation of an existence built upon the false free will choices of fear responses and self gratification. Comprehend:
The entire realm is mental ergo there is a universe you are in then there is the youniverse within which powers it. To the mind that is still, it surrenders, quick, as its the natural order of things for you are an aspect of the Prime who pre-exists that manifests as the pure consciousness within your flesh that simply modulates, not creates. This is why I urge each and everyone to do the Knowledge as its all about asking better questions to reality test as this reveals that F.E.A.R is actually an acronym so break the spell:
Till we meet again
