Sometimes the friends you have prevent you from meeting the ones you need. Strange concept for some but for me something just clicked and it made it all so obvious. If you consider it in terms of resonance or the fact that you are the aggregate of the traits of those you spend most time with it makes a lot of sense that if you remove the squares from your circle something will shift in terms of your own geometrics.
We all go through stages when we’re chilling with different people. Some stay the distance if you’re not a mobile person who switches his spot every now and then. Its interesting when you consider what I’ve just said and contrast it with your imperience because the question then is “Do I make my friends or do they make me?”. Recently I’ve been pondering this because of how easy it is to be led astray and influenced by people who may not have your best interests at heart and may even be secretly plotting to ensure you’re busy walking a path toward your own destruction.
Imagine going up against an Opponent that knows all of your weaknesses and strengths, potential and actual as well as dreams and coping mechanisms. Then lets pretend this singular intent is spread through many people reciting from the same script but playing different roles, as and when. I know, I know – “It all sounds a bit schizophrenic” you said – maybe, just maybe they’re actually on to something because from my lens its starting to make a heck of lot more sense as to why they flip their melon.
Lets take it down a few notches so I can still talk to main squadron and not the special battalion for advanced missions.
If you have five fat friends you’ll have a hard time staying slim, yes? If you are surrounded by money getting rich men then you are far more likely to come up with some dividends due to the connections. This much should be obvious. Now lets say you spend your entire day hanging around with a bunch of people who have nothing going on beyond kicking it for a frisk and seeing what happens. Sure the days and nights are wildly entertaining but the question is are you playing or getting played? I don’t mean to say that one should be perpetually productive and work from bright till delite but that distraction tastes sweet today only because it erodes what tomorrow brings and with it your potential for actualization. Hear what I’m saying?
I like to push people. Challenge limits, make them think different about what it is and consider what isn’t then wonder “Why not?”. Its what I do best. Its standard equipment in a sense as it comes without effort. That type of mindset, it seems, can be quite dangerous because it creates a person who doesn’t play by the rules and sees with a different point of view.
Its how the hackers mind works when pen testing as you scratch and sniff around the perimeter looking for points of access and elevation. Its mostly all about the challenge as it generates a buzz within as you’re reverse engineering and the thrill really is something. Lock picking, cracking codes, forging notes and various forms of confidence tricks, criminal enterprises and things done for good old fashioned adrenaline are all based upon the same structure in that respect as its about finding then testing the limits just to see what happens.
In the case of lock picking its quite wondrous when you make it think what its seeks is present so it unfolds and renders its gifts unto your agile fingers and exquisite sensing. Imagine that you do that just for the Zen like chill it brings as it can feel quite therapeutic to have a cylinder at your desk as you spring the pins and make it happen without looking. Now imagine someone rolls up and says “Hey, we can use those skills and get rich! Come, lets be criminals. It will be interesting”. Obviously they don’t pitch it like this but thats the intent because first comes the praise and ego aggrandizement, then comes the challenge and “I bet you couldn’t pick…” and from then on its just a case of getting you consumed with consumption and before you know it you are bypassing some multi level entry system while frying the cameras with well positioned laser pointer pens and wearing false fingerprints made from fake skin to ensure they waste time wild goose chasing someone who doesn’t exist and thus miss whats obvious.
And it all starts with a conversation. An introduction. A square is moved into your circle with a script and intent which will lead to this because like boiling a live frog the Victim is lowered in to a cold pot which is turned up in increments.
It really is quite wicked and I wonder how many trains of thought have been derailed in this way with people whose talents were perverted and turned into weapons that were used against them?
Sometimes the friends you have prevent you from meeting the ones you need.
You might’ve had big dreams back when about making something happen but your best friend wasn’t really into it and never actively encouraged your development. Your parents didn’t care. Matter of fact they thought this foible was foolish and wished you’d keep your mind on your studies so you can get a good job, get married, have some kids and tick all of the boxes they expect filled in return for gifting you a life to be lived to satisfy their expectations. Its wild how this silent contact works and how effective emotional blackmail, straight up threats of abandonment or banishment as well as various other tricks are wielded by parents but, hey, you can’t choose them.
But friends you can. And if you can’t select being by your Self. It may be hard but I assure its worth it as you start seeing things very different without these external influences that may not be to your best interests. The group I call the Slave/Masters have one intent and that is the desecration of Inner Sense via instilling thoughts and concepts that encourage Self Destruction.
Look around at the world they’ve built that sits firmly in the grip of medias influence as you decode the popular messages of the moment and it will become Self evident. My tale was a smaller performance on a more intimate scale but they used the same tricks. Look at how many alcoholic single cat ladies there are right now due to Sex In The City selling them a dream that they could not only have their cake, eat it and stay trim but that they would also be congratulated for it on the other end.
Instead they found withered eggs, a drought of male attention as they were now seen as over the hill and no longer desirable. Of course they’ll blame everyone but themselves but the truth of the matter is Self evident in retrospect. Television really is the perfect poison and whilst this is a tangent its all interconnected in the end which is why I say one should consider their social circle in terms of resonance.
Do they uplift or drag you down to their level? See the thing with Self Destruction is that it feels quite wonderful for one that hates themselves as you are driving out a physical organism whose consciousness doesn’t truly believe the worth of its own existence. This type of self hatred is rife in this day and age of image building, social fronting and feeling nothing from within but an abyss of self loathing. Cytoklism I believe its called, from a biological lens.
The aim of the Opponent to get his Victim consumed with his own consumption and thus ensures his destruction happens without their fingerprints being present as they simply tipped the first domino when you let them in as they came bearing compliments and a script designed to ensure that seat on the bus was filled so that you didn’t think of striking up a conversation with who could’ve sat next and been a far better influence.
This type of thing is actually happening. Active disruption in a sense which is waged against those with potential to go against the System. The trick is knowing this and not letting your mind be a weapon used against your best interest by refusing these corrupted points of reference designed to lure you into the web they spin using occult secrets. Dangerous combination – cons and chess… And yet, we are initiates:
RIP fake friends – you were already dead when you went against the actualization of my true potent. It just took me a minute to click and catch up with the unfinite and see through your decep… And yet, in a twist most ironic, you were also the greatest teachers as well for you showed me the ways, indirect, plus the tools your crew uses for suppression of the rest. Gratefully accepted are these lessons because if it takes so many of you to attempt this with such tricks then my true strength must be immense…
You are now about to Witness the strength of Knowing the Ledge.
Till we meet again
