You are entirely alone in this world. From beginning till the end of your spin in the flesh this is the truest arrangement of words you’ll ever see. Many don’t want to believe. Others will yell and scream as they point at what they assume is a solid team, family, friends or anything else but in reality they are selling themselves a dream. Many will never have to realize the diabolical brutality of this truth and the fact that most relationships are entirely transactional because people are only interested in what they can get. When the chips are down and you have nothing to offer them that is when you will see the true lay of the land and that is the point where seven words will bounce around inside your head:
You are entirely alone in this world.
Even if you aren’t and by some miracle have folks that will go to bat for you and prop you up as life smacks you around see what happens if you don’t get up and running quick. Like I said elsewhen, this realm paints a thin layer of heaven over a whole load of hell and when your presence starts to chafe the hints will become more and more literal.
Its a really strange state of affairs, it really is. A madman once said to me that peoples sense of empathy is so twisted that its more about them and not the other person and I’m inclined to agree with him. After all, one of the most basic principles of my perspective is that I’m the only one wandering around here in this realm and thus you are all figments of my imagination. Is it getting solipsistic in here, or is it just me? Are you starting to see the depth of these words which you’re about to read again of your screen and perceive totally differently:
You are entirely all one in this world.
What else could be hidden in the life unexamined? Lets ponder for a moment before we step. See, the fact of the matter as it stands is that the deck has been stacked against you in one respect but then they also flash their hand at the same instance. The trick is being able to catch it and make sense. Taking a page from the book of nature and examining its a curious phenomenon that were you find something poisonous the cure is often right there, waiting. See why I say life is Game that we’re playing? Only thing is most people got roped into a side quest via various limbs of the System that will keep them engrossed till their last breath and beyond and thus they’ll never consider the majesty of this reality as a piece of within which is projected and accepted as the way it is. Mostly without question. Thats pretty amazing, isn’t it? The fact we’re inside a scheme akin to a dream that fabricates reality with ease by using what you perceive against you to lure you further in to this consistent illusion which is, at heart, a simple projection.
A hologram, in that sense, but this is a topic for another missive because, like I said, you are entirely all one in this world when seen through a new lens. Way back when before the advent of tech the people were more in tune with the unfinite as evidenced by the clues they left of how they played the Game and what the progress was etched in the monuments they built and aligned with an exceedingly keen precision. All of that was due to precession which is why the general thought of astrology is hokum for the gullible when the truth is it is the programming language of this realm. You just don’t realize it yet.
See, you can be alone or take a space to breathe and all one is released, realized and optimized. Right in front of your eyes. In that respect I am another you, together we as I interact with a piece of my Self that is projected out to this reality. This you can very easily test. Take a friend you call best and then spot someone they like but you detest. How is it possible that two people see entirely different beings if it wasn’t what I said and there is actually a very subtle processes at play that underpins all of this. Better yet you may have found that, lets say, your friend runs with a crew of which you think one is a prick and then you get to know them and suddenly you click. Do you know why you disliked him? Because he carried a similar resonance to you and this chafes from within until you fix the calibration. All is mental in this realm…
We are a broken and fragmented people. Its easier to fight, blame and lie than look inside and for thousands of years its been like this and this is the world we beget. Exactly as intended. They stacked the deck and did it well because in the land of the lost Self Knowledge is a threat and this ride out in space is a very profitable place for those who created the Game and thus they hate anyone who steps in and peers behind the curtain and sees through the program. That is seen as a prob as it can break the rest from their immersion and this is why you work like a Slave from Monday to Friday in a weak daze just trying to keep your bills paid on a wage that often evaporates whilst you still have some month left. No wonder people live for the weekend and yet have you ever seen a person that gets stronger and stronger as they stroll around the planet? I’m talking about a constant refinement that comes from a life lived at the cutting edge as one gets better and better as they progress. No? Kind of odd, isn’t it? I mean you’d expect that would happen and people leveled up but what if you were doing it to yourself and didn’t realize it yet?
Shake your head from right to left then up and down as well and see if you can remove the blinders from your dome that render the spells you speak with your tongue or push cursive with a pen that rites its own wrongs for which you are responsible and comprehend the end cost of continually saying without thinking:
“This week I will…”. “I’m so glad its the weekend”. “Today is a week day” and imagine you flipped the script on this Devilish language and chose to speak like a Warrior instead:
“This strong I will…”. “I’m so glad its the strengthened”. “Today is a strong ray”.
Did the pieces click like a straight in Tetris? There is so much wickedness hidden in this language that its no wonder the world is like this as people en masse have been tricked as it takes the collective ignorance of billions to suppress the Inner Sense of the children. Thus the System rolls on and parents beget the living who they then set to processing and making them as dead within as them. Just like their parents did. Are you starting to see the code falling in front of your eyes as you realize the real lies you were tricked to buy and accept as the truth of what is?
Man, we’ve been meandering but thats cool because its all interconnected. It must be, yes? If all of this is taking place inside my imagination (which isn’t in my head) and thus I can jump to the end of the cosmos in an instant or, with a bit of wherewithal and focus, become hyper-dimensional as well then there must be a common medium which links everything. That is consciousness. The prima materia from which reality is formed and like a light you’ve heard that feels like gold and tastes like a hug. Children know it well, as did you when you stepped in this realm, and its absence you lament in ways you can’t fully explain nor comprehend since being Adulterated. Know this sense of lack is due to this method of processing which begets disconnection. It really quite wicked, come to think of, because how many billions have got stuck in this web and never clicked the trick that holds their unfinite awareness hostage as they wander around in the flesh. Another lost Soul in the Valley of the Plebs. Related, and as interesting, is that most people in this plane hate spiders for reasons they cant fully explain and yet getting caught in the web it spins from a higher dimension is the very first and last thing they do each day and night without thinking from the little black square that makes it all happen.
Isn’t that wild? How we can all be lonely together now? Online everyone is fronting and at home they’re hurting as people project (there is that word again) an illusion (how many times have I said this?) into the minds of other people (wait for it) who then interact with it like its the real thing. What if Earth was the solar systems loony bin and the inmates took over the asylum long, long ago? Wouldn’t it make perfect sense that those who are classed as “in sane” were medicated, chased and imprisoned against their will whilst being called this like paranoid and schizophrenic which is actually a very broad and ambiguous label designed to cover many symptoms. Once again, a mad man said and I was in agreement with:
“We’re in “sane” because we know whats happening. Its those outsane crazed who see it all from a wacky frame that they think is acceptable I find strange. Strange but not as weird as whatever skeleton key you, daywalker, possess as they think you’re one of them but within we’re resonant. Go open the locks of their ignorance and see what happens”.
The only sane reaction to this outsane place is to lose your mind. Its the only way you come to your senses as there is an enemy inside your head that I call the Opponent. Oh yes, its a Game of three halves and today you’re gonna learn a lesson
Did you spot that?
Lessen?
Which one word could describe best the difference between the child filled with Inner Sense who was handed over to the Concentration Camp wing of the System for almost two decades of programming and testing before being allowed to wander around this realm as a fragmented and Adulterated version of themselves which is almost but not quite what it was then. Something shifted. Its different. Do you feel lessened?
Seeing things once they’ve been discovered is easy. You get the “Of course! Its so obvious! Why didn’t I think of this?” effect but spotting them initially isn’t easy and thus the Path of Power can be perilous for those of us who seek nothing less than transcendence via the emancipation of the Self. I certainly found out I was all alone as everyone I’d known, plus those I’d never met but who had obviously studied me at depth, conspired to weave a spell to spell my end for successfully breaking my programming by reverse engineering the algorithm.
Lucky you, you get to enjoy and taste the fruits of my labors which grew in the war torn fields of this spiritual conflict that is waged against thee on various levels hence me against the worlds is appropriate as there is far more to this than you think, know why? Because you don’t. Think that is. You think you do but thats another trick. What you actually do, my friend, is Thunk.
Now this may seem shocking at first, maybe even insulting to your intelligence but, like a balloon filled with air, it can never shrink back to its original limits. Your mind is like this and, much like a parachute, works best when opened otherwise you’re free-falling to your death and will be splattered across the pavement labelled “Avenue of the Ignorant”. Many people live on this street. Billions, actually. They’ve been fooled and tricked to exchange the priceless gift of life for bio survival tickets as they zip around this one well lit and fully stocked street for the rest of their existence. All they know comes from within its teachings and indoctrination and they are so busy trying to get ahead they’ve all but forgotten what beats in their chest and is the true seat of consciousness.
I was almost rich once. I’d actually intended to use that for this because I wanted the willhelpme project to have lots of funding and resources so I could do it big. Life happens when we make other plans and in my case that involved my friends plotting my end which didn’t quite work out as intended as it was just another experience of near death. I really should get frequent flier miles for that trip as its the third time its happened. If I were betting man I’d say there are those that don’t like me and wish to bring my time going round the board to an end and those that are quite fond of my antics in the flesh as I keep things interesting. In many ways I’m just you, sans the Adulterant, as innocence is Inner Sense as its something which linked us all, once upon a when, in its unspoken resonance that made friends with no effort as we set off adventuring.
You are another me, together we.
And yet:
You are entirely alone in this world because unless you become your own best friend you’ll be looking outside for strength which is akin to a faulty walking stick that has a little sticker hidden underneath that says:
“Warning! For novelty purposes only. Not load bearing”.
You’ll find out when the bullets are whistling and you think its all hands on deck to take on the bad men and then you’ll spot the ones firing are actually your friends. All because you were a stranger to Self. A strange wakeup call that almost lead to a wake itself. Did you spot that one, yes? It was quite obvious. After all, the alarm rings and wake in bed, say “Good morning” (when “Happy funeral” would be more accurate) slip a noose around your neck as the accepted way to dress as collar and cuffs signal you have no freedom and off you go to “urn a living” (aka cremate your potential).
And just like that in a couple of thousand words I’ve said all that needs to be said as well as offering a glimpse of our feature present which is the gift within we shall be unwrapping:
Inner Sense. The Psylense. The Path of Power as well as the true meaning of this realm and what the Game of Souls is because you play the former by inserting the latter as a credit which brings you the opportunity to wear flesh (an Earthday Suit in which you serve out your sentence) and all of it is stuck together with illusion and ignorance which, like a dream, seems real convincing when looked at from the lens of a forced perspective and no other frame of reference.
Well, lets see what we can do about this, yes? The adventure begins…
Till we meet again
