Strange times in this realm, yes? The veils are thin and ignorance, thick. Maybe now people will get what I said about being fed upon by a predator of consciousness? Next step is comprehending the forces at the helm are actors with scripts that play parts, as and when. Me? I know this well as I was razed in Hell and, yes, that is the correct spell of that lex but, on the flip, I now look at it as enforced enlightenment instead as its a much more empowering perspect that also makes way more sense. Hopefully this helps many stuck in the shadows depth for that is where one must tread, my friend, to seek enlightenment.
Maybe its a Kali Yuga thing? But then, what song will man sing with a microchip in his head beyond what the state says? Hmm. That certainly is worth pondering, whilst the option still exists… We are, if you haven’t guessed, inside a coherently collapsed construction of consciousness aka a Matrix that, at present, feeds on pain and suffering whilst, occasionally, turning coals of ignorance to diamond minds of wisdom. Kind of like how tech made man stupid then turns around and pimps “artificial” intelligence as the solution when, in reality, its the true cause of the problem. Like I said, mucho weirdness but the question is will you care, in months six, or be onto your next fix in this media circus? Me? I’m all about liberation hence why I said I don’t watch the news (as its bad for your health) and advise using the net less as its a weapon aimed at your subconscious.
At this point in my Hero’s Quest I have a perspect that is beyond good and evil in the sense because each pro needs an antagonist to make it happen. I mean, can you imagine a movie without bad guys? They’re divinely ordained evil that merely play a role in this Game of Souls and whatever they’d said about whoever they mentioned is only the tip of a much darker iceberg that offers hints about what it truly means to wear flesh in this realm at present. All of your so called “leaders” are corrupted. I mean, take a look at the Hells Angel herself and how this rich wretch had millions on deck but barely gave the dying in her care an Asprin then contrast that to the image they sell and how she, herself, never, ever heard from the divine as she lacked that link for she was of vampiric ilk. Not me though. I hear the Psylense on FM as I live my lyrics hence the truth protects me, everywhen:
Thanks to these peeps and what they done did to me as a jit I tasted death and came back again. With gifts! See, once that third eye opens there is no dozing as, instead, you demolish illusions instead. Check in to your Pane Body and test its limits by speaking to the child within. The answers can be illuminating as it Knows with the capitalization present of all you tried to forget to create your shadow aspects in order to run the treadmill, thinking, “When I finally get X then it will all be perfect and I’ll finally be good enough“. Won’t happen. Never has, nor will. Why? Because what you are truly seeking is gnosis. Don’t leave home without it!
I mean, what of the children born to mothers trying hard to keep up with who they said? What if they’re a fake ten with plastic tits and a face that isn’t standard equip? Will they hate the ugly baby that the truth doth reflect? Doesn’t matter though as they’ll offer a swift gene remix and as much robot sex as you can handle! Coming soon, to the global plantation. Pun intended…
I mean, do you truly know where you are, at present? Doesn’t the base totality of your reality being based on a rock that floats in the abyss as it chases a fireball off into the distance with loads of One Oh Eight resonance planets overhead seem a tad sketch? Like we’re inside a huge Game or simulation? This is why the Vampires get wicked as they know the Soul is immortal and thus envy our Prime connection which they cannot link nor emulate. Yet. Actually, I don’t think that will ever happen hence the Turing Test will be faked instead. In the interim I ask:
“How can you be the voice in your head when you are obviously that which listens?“.
Do the Knowledge, my friend. Do the Knowledge. Its the only thing worth anything in this realm of illusion at present as it presents a truth, eternal:
That you are an immortal wearing flesh that may be in but certainly is not of this dimension hence the primacy of consciousness which means you ain’t no John of House Smith or any other mess you never stopped to reality test. Up your res. Up your res, my friend. Then you’ll spot these graspers of consciousness and hit em with the Aha!
Once you click there is a youniverse within and the outer is merely a projection then its a hop, skip and jump to transcendence. Get it? Ending the trance. The spells are the hint of where you need to flip the script as behind all of this evil and malice is nothing more or less than the discarnate intelligence known as the machine elves aka origins of the Trickster myth. This is what you’re up against, my friend, and you will, for certain, meet them at death whence they’ll present all types of illusions to lure you back into the skin again for another spin. Not me though. This is my last life ergo my cup of gnosis is overfilled hence why I push the pen like this with the intent to assist and shift the collective wavelength far beyond their regularly scheduled programs. This is why they go after the chosen who choose themselves as their Loosh is of the finest vintage and this rarefied elixir keeps these forces fed which is why that voice in your head tortures you at Two AM, in bed, about things that are totally irrelevant in the end. Make smarter decisions.
Till we meet again
