You know how they say a pic is a thousand words? Take a glance and say what you see. Peer deeply before you proceed at the generated image which sits at the head of this wall of text.
Here’s what kicks:
On the surface we have someone, stylized, watching a flick that looks a lot like Truman leaving the ship on his way to his exodus from a world of make pretend. Look again.
Why is there a VR headset on what looks like an endoskeleton version of a human whilst watching a movie screen? Why so many empty seats? Where is everyone else? What is the subtext? What do you detect, my friend?
What I wished to convey via this use of modern tech is this:
There is what is real, what is fake and what never even existed in the first place plus the perceiver that makes it all possible via his grace. That is what I’ve learned so far via this adventure in the flesh:
The goggles rep seeing what one expects aka the reality tunnel effect. The Warrior digs a little deeper for he trusts not his peepers, programmed, and believes there is a little more to the sketch than Simon Says… The mechanized body is a hint of not only the forthcoming Techno Sapiens thing but also how many people, at present, live a robotic existence. The VR is stimulating the visual cortex, direct, which holds a similar resonance to the Lucifer sigil when it comes to data coming in which is quite interesting, yes? I won’t even mention biophotons and the role they play in all of this or what the Big Bang truly is and its occult link with Zinc from way back when as the fabled philosophers wool of the Alchemists…
What else? There is nobody else as it hints we interact with figments of our imagination that may or may not exist ergo, if looking from within, those chairs would be filled when, in reality, you are the only Soul in this realm. The movie is where it gets thick as its filled with occult symbolism about the true nature of reality, forces at the helm and why Plato called it a Cave, Shakespeare preferred a Stage and I say its a Game we all play using our Souls as credits:
The only limits that exist are the ones you accept and your greatest power lies on the other side of your fear and dread. Those states you’ll attempt to blame on others but, recall, they do not exist beyond what you project as its all you in the end.
There are stairs leading to the screen just like the ones via which the true man ascends as a cryptic hint that media may be used to convey more than it tells plus there is the old “What you watch and what it says” which is something I use, often, when helping clients excel as its way quicker to crack the shell of the (false) self by using a metaphorical message they comprehend thats taken to a higher res.
Anyway, not bad for some AI slop, eh? There is much more as well but I’ll let you decode that, if you wish, as this tech is going nowhere and the next few will prove there are those who follow and a few that think as mankind is divided against itself which, in the end, is exactly the same song that the race has been singing for a few thousand years and counting so its all according to keikaku then… The question is, who sees the bigger pic for as this thought imperiment proves, pretty well, what presents may not be obvious when glancing but certainly becomes Self evident once you Know the Ledge so what of the billions of bits of data that, every second, the pretender in your head rejects in order to keep its grip on your consciousness?
Till we meet again
