Now, more than any other time since the script kicked, we are seeing more and more fakes trying to claim dominance over realness. Nowhere is this more Self evident (or, paradoxically) invisible than with the so called “spiritual”. Yeah, I’m talking to you, dude. You know who that thinks a few psychedelic trips equals enlightenment or the chap that meditated something vicious and now believes he’s a Bodhisattva incarnate as he wears all the threads and repeats what another said but hasn’t, crucially, seen with his own lens. Lets not forget the yoga thots that thirst trap on the web with legs spread to get attent and all the rest of the mess. Cue:
“Why so judgment, dude?”.
“F you, fool. You don’t have a clue!”.
And so on. To them all, one reply:
Instead of rushing to defend, question why you feel offense.
Like I said in this article about a dude with a giraffes head, the dog of ignorance that got hit would not be hollering via your lips if what was expressed isn’t correct. In the end I’m trying to give you a hint of how slick the (false) self is because once you’ve seen it you’ll never be fooled again. As long as you maintain constant vigilance as its the habit of a lifetime that fits like a second skin. People rush to defend their ignorance whilst shoring up the bondage that keeps them within the grip of what they detest but they’ll decode liberation as a threat then yell “Death to the infidel!” which makes the rivers of blood flow red. Just as the Archons intended…
Listen, all of this serves a purpose so, yes, drugs can help one who is rigid loosen the grip of conditioning but should never become a means to the ends as you’ve don’t developed any strength or Knowledge of Self. Think of it like this:
Imagine there is a machine that sells unconditional self acceptance for five bucks a hit. You step in, feeling a mess, flip the switch and leave with a grin and brimming with confidence. What happens when the device breaks? Will you get the shakes? Feel some dread? Put a rope around your neck and call it quits as what you suppressed via this tech came roaring for attention? See what I mean? Now, imagine you stepped within, back when, then went home to think:
“Hmm, my biophysical markers have all shifted. I can feel an immense difference in terms of resonance and embodiment as my breath is at ease, that twinge from my neck has been released and my awareness seems to have dipped from the left hemisphere of my head and now dwells more in my chest”.
Congrats, you’ve just penciled a sketch that will assist in Knowing the Ledge because when the chemical bliss fades and you’re back in the shade you can extended your respiration a little bit and attempt to retrace the steps you gained from the hit. Along the way you will find some obstacles. Like the memory, preverbal, or being taken off the tit before you’d had your fill or the time your prize artwork went in the bin after a load of lip service etc etc. Deal with this mess. This is how you gain true enlightenment, my friend. Then you won’t need the machine. Let the fools get their fill as they’re set adrift on chemical bliss and miss me with that:
“Dude, its natural. God put them here for us to use so just chill”.
As its the same reaction as baby, sans pacification. Once you comprehend we’re inside a fractal that is predicated upon your consciousness collapsing and folding in then behind edited, projected and misrepresented via the flesh you are wearing things become Self evident as you get how and why these things do what they did. I mean, see what I said about drugs easing your breath? Go and reality test it. Note the habitual Patterns of tension I’ve termed the Pane Body and how it melts (for a bit) after you’ve taken your hit but then comes right back again when the afterglow dims. It is akin to being a man with a miniature endowment who straps on a strap on, hallucinogenic, that is temporarily attuned to his flesh so he can finally give it the big un and have the girls all quivering. He forms an elevated version of the (false) self that constantly needs reinforcement hence the day tripper effect as he attempts to deny the reality that is. For the inversion of this check out this thread about the island filled with lesbians and it may offer an immense hint why we formed via deuterostome resonance. Consider that next time you call someone an asshole as you disagree with them or state they’re full of it. There is a darker aspect to all of this I’ll allow you to ponder for yourself when it comes to the favorites pass time of the rich and powerful…
The world is a dark place, my friend, and this is due to the mass acceptance of ignorance as wisdom with sticky plaster quick fix that doesn’t change a thing. I mean, why do you think modern medicine ignores the root cause to treat the symptoms whilst bringing a load of side effects as well? Its a hint about how imbalanced the realm is. A dude once went for a chiropractic correction (which is a total swizz, BTW) and suddenly realized that what he thought was standing straight was actually holding an angle. Imagine this. He had went through his life convinced it was one way but, in reality, it was something else. Over the course of a month or so the habitual Patterns crept back in as this quick fix ignores the Pane Body and underlying tension that caused said manifestation. Then we had a conversation:
“Seeing as you lean, unconsciously, to the front left I’d hazard a guess to say your time in development was either stressed or you didn’t get on well with your maternal aspect”.
His jaw hit the floor as he said:
“Yes. How did you guess so correct? From the first trimester till the early C Section it was ass over tit but my relationship with my mother is perfect”.
He sketched a timeline, spoke to the child within, then came in waving a notebook filled with angry red ink:
“Look. Look at this! How does he know what I don’t recollect. I refuse to believe it. You’re a charlatan. This is some kind of trick. My relationship with my mother was and is perfect”.
His subconscious said different as it listed events in which he never felt wanted, was second guessed, passed over or manipulated. All of this was missing from his timeline sketch which linked ten years, developing, into an edited reel of around five events. When pointed out he didn’t think anything was amiss so I suggested he ask the child within when he felt the opposite of what he recollected. Then the ink spilled. See, this is the secret cause of back pain and most of the aging myth because the more you suppress the less light can manifest which means you’ll cling to your coping mech instead. I never saw said chap again. It happens hence why I’ve said only 8% of the realm are truly capable of Knowing the Ledge. The rest would rather flit on counterfeit wings that, soon enough, will be replaced by silicon equivalents as there are plenty of robots for sexing as the loneliness veil is lifting. But at what cost? That is the question, my friend. Why did they design the realm like this? Simple, no one would accept fakes if they were really real themselves so instead of rushing to defend, question why you feel offense because, in a few, they’ll label this train of thought something phobic and eradicate from the map of common knowledge as anyone who states different from the Current Thing will be worse than Hitler himself as they rush to the defense of a force they don’t comprehend but pimps them to death then back to life again… With a handy, dandy mindwipe thrown in so you remember to forget that one essential thing:
In case you haven’t guessed, I have a dim view of the forces at the helm of this stage of the simulation but, then again, its all designed like this ergo things are in perfect balance because the more aware the people get the easier it is to transcend hence the whole materialist mindset that was hammered into heads via two decades of legally mandated “Sit still, look ahead” that was followed with the “Keep up” trend and the rest you know so well. Its a multidimensional attack on your innate wisdom. Thats the only way they can convince a god in the flesh they’re “only human”. Anyone who takes a trip will attest that there is a point of much mirth and merriment where they giggle without end and yell “I get it! I get it!”. How many of these psychonauts can grasp that resonance in a way that is lived once the afterglow dims? For most it is akin to a dream that once felt vivid and now is gone with the wind so they light up another rip/hit/whatever they wish and chase the feeling. Anything you run after is a tacit admission you don’t possess it, my friend. I know, full well, that this entire realm exists within my consciousness (you included) and, without me, none of this could kick as I have gained the gnosis which says:
“Mind is all there is. The youniverse is mental, my friend“.
Note, this isn’t cutting and pasting anothers quotables as that is quite wack as well because that may be their mind, full tilt, as it slaps against the ceiling of enlightenment but you should set your own mark and enforce it. You’ll note religion is the opposite of this with its whole cult of personality thing but that is another topic as there was the exoteric for the plebs and eso for the initiates. For some reason the swathes of ordinary people seem to really detest that turn of lex. Pleb, that is. I find the shape of its sound most interesting as it seems to drip from your lip then land ass over tit, inverted, before sliding along the path of least resistance. Quite apt, yes? Anyway, who am I to tell you a thing? Nothing more or less than a figment of your imagination, my friend. Call it crazy wisdom, if you wish, or yell that I’m an infidel. It makes no difference, in the end, because I see each of you as ways of eradicating my ignorance because if something external is capable of triggering then that offers a hint about events from back when that need to be processed within.
Drugs and excessive meditation bypass all of this as you’re just sliding your bills into the machine that gives you a hit before calling you back in. How many apply the things they learned when sober or off the mat and in this realm? Thats why I pushed the pen, my friend, as I noted that this shift in masks was nigh on invisible for most caught up in the mix and thus my intent, as always, was to assist your liberation from the clutches of ignorance that stick like an old habit aka the predator of consciousness. Gain gnosis, disregard everything else.
Slave/Masters hate him due to this one weird trick!
Till we meet again
