Very few people ponder lifes spiritual meaning as they endlessly crave external things, moment to moment instead. To say that they are basic would be an understatement as they never stop and think what they request or the reason they want it as well as the implications of all of this. You could say they’re caught up in the web the spider spins to catch their awareness and he’ll consume at his convenience or that they are twirled like marionettes, unaware of the strings and compulsions that drive them to act out of ignorance. Slaves, I call them.
I say that not out of arrogance or some haughty concept of my Self but because its the word that best describes their inner realm and the complete and total lack of autonomy they live in. Almost every single decision is based on outer things, often with a surface level analysis and no further questions. The oddest thing is these Slaves were once children who instantly wanted to know the what, why, where and when of everything (often to their parents chagrin) and somehow this light dimmed and they became complaint and docile beings due to the actions of the System which spent a decade plus boring them to tears whilst reforming their mind. Welcome to modern life where it shines from the outside with artificial light but is bombed out and depleted within. No wonder people hide this truth from themselves as they attempt to sell an image. It must be exhausting to live like this. What a waste of voltage as this increased resistance means less current for them as they’re not in the present moment, nor are they truly in their flesh as they choose instead to live in their head and use the socials to sell a dream about how the truly feel.
If you, like me, are an analog baby back when big booty TVs only had a channel or three and childhood was spent outside, replete with grazed knees and adventures to seek then you’ll probably perceive the difference easily. Those that came along recently were plugged in, instantly, and thus can’t spot the deceit. See, we were born in times of Real Real and see the deal which Fake Real streams to us directly. You may not believe its not butter but to them its straight out the dairy, feel me? There is no comparator on hand to make sense of the trickery as its all they’ve known since they were birthed into ThreeD. If we leap forward a gen or six we’ll see Fake Fake becomes the new Real as humanity shifts radically and even though we’ll be long gone when its in full swing the mind boggles at what they’ll believe because, once again, they can’t see. But lets back up an second and picture this:
What is our Real Real was a previously Real Fake? Then what mysteries may we begin to unfurl as we realize myths are actually history and the fable we believe as the real deal is as synthesized as lab grown meat of a species now extinct designed to feed a team so caught up in the deal that they can’t read the signs of the times up high in the sky. Not for nothing did so many civilizations build structures aligned with the stars and encoding scenes to offer clues to those who came later about the nature of this deal where the precession of the equinoxes offers a skeleton key to unlock natures mysteries.
Of course that means nothing to those wandering around this rock currently as the only stars they see are carbon based lifeforms like you and me who are designed to capture their attention via various forms of chicanery. Its odd, don’t you think, how people are obsessed with celebrity. Why in the world would you give a toss about the comings and goings of someone who knows not a jot of thee and cares even less as long as you throws some hearts on their Tweets and follow religiously?
On the flip the myths that shroud the stars in this culture are from days long gone and hold a wisdom that can offer a peek into the programming language of reality and script you live as well as offering hints on how to master it. All people were previously aware of this and those who hold sway and influence in times current guard it as their secret as this quote offers a hint about the powers therein:
Would you rather be rich or wise, my friend? Stop and think because whilst the answer may seem obvious one can’t create the next whilst the other can always be used to build a fortune with little effort once you know the rhythms of existence and the implications therein. Its why I’ve said life is a musical for it is and we, in essence, are the Psylense that underpins the performance and thus, without us, nothing exists.
Till we meet again
