They say that the art and artist are indelibly linked for what springs from the ment and is shared with this realm is unique as a fingerprint. Or at least, it was, until AI did its thing. Bit of a divergence but didn’t anyone else click the link between its early images and dream scenes which both glitched at rendering hands and saw text as gibberish? I wonder what the implication is? Could it have something to do with why your algo is eerily prescient these daze? Anyway, I feel that all art is a poor representation of the true light that shines within as it must be mangled and processed by the flesh and those pounds of fat in your head before being translated to a medium others can engage with ergo you could attest that if the original inspiration was FourK in terms of res what comes through is, at best, HD or, usually, Two Forty P.
Anyone with a creative bent will agree to this, I’m certain. Most don’t give an F and are happy with the “Close enough” mindset but there are others who pore over this and that as they revise the thing and, sometimes, chase the very life out of it. Thats interesting, isn’t it? In the music realm you see this kick with over-production or making ninety six mixes before realizing the first one was best. The ancient Egyptians knew this secret and its Knowledge was wide spread hence this:
With its missing bit is the hint that perfection doesn’t exist in this realm so its a fool errand to attempt chasing it. We, in modern daze, nip tuck instead and most end up looking ridiculous. I always found it of interest that a single surgery quick fix is never it for most who elect to visit the blade and inhale some more cope which is pretty amazing, isn’t it? They shift one thing then another, invisible, gains their attention instead. I spoke to a woman about this and had her Self reflect for a bit and what came from the shadows depth was a torrent of emotion so immense that she could barely comprehend its intent but when it clicked she saw its message, freely. It said:
Thats pretty wild, isn’t it? See what I mean about messages getting mangled in the process, my friend? Thats due to the (false) self which is at the helm of most peoples heads but what we’re talking about in this text is what kicks with corrupt gods and the flawed creations they beget. Now, before you get up in arms about to whom you give alms you can pretend your choice is perfect and I’m actually speaking about those damned infidels who worship someone else, cool? They say that way back when, on this very planet, there was a global religion to which all were born pilgrims. Obviously for this to kick that means there was one language as well but what if it wasn’t spoken? Wouldn’t that be something? Getting back to Egypt, did you know the spoken dialect had a rhythmical lilt and tonal accents which made an immense difference in meaning depending upon who was listening? Its why it was packed to the gills with puns and wordplay type wit that kept things interesting as each conversation was a test of intellect. Basically, what I’m saying is we sang, back when. Imagine the scene and tell me how you see them moving, my friend. You guessed correct. We danced as well. Now look at any child, developing, and you’ll see they do exactly the same thing before a couple of decades of indoctrination does what it will and they never skip again. Try it for your Self:
See what I mean about corrupt gods and flawed creations, my friend? Man cannot create a worm but generates divinities by the dozen then dares to kill those who think different. Who would’ve Thunk it, eh? Anyway, the Kemetians themselves were first to admit they were a fallen culture and mere dregs of the ones who came before them and this is something that is echoed, identical, all across the planet but they call it myth and teach his-story instead which says an angry White dude in a cloud will yell if you don’t do as he said. Extrapolate this in a fractal pattern to your parents who care give (but also shatter your Inner Sense) along with teachers then government and you’ll see a funny thing:
Corrupt gods and flawed creations.
What can you actually recollect from your school daze? For me it was, without fail, how to balance a chair on two legs and staring, intense, at the back of someones head as I willed them to turn around and look at me. The rest was foolishness and not worth a single F because it was so disconnected from reality as I could intuitively feel the square watermelon effect they intended to beget ergo I rebelled. Better yet, how much of what they said do you apply on the reg? Now, some people are Sin, Cos, Tan like Alpha, Sigma, Nu is to whom they did pledge as they walked around with a string of garlic bulbs around their neck before meeting a paddle on their rear end but most skipped this. Not if you want to be a President though, eh? Just ask Kerry and Bush aka Pot and Kettle – both Black. Or White. I’ll let you tell it:
Four years later, the interviewer was dead. Nothing to sea hear, folks! Like Osama and his Megatron thing which was superduper sketch as well. Corrupt gods and flawed creations strike again because this is a top down thing that the ancients saw coming which is why Dr Manhattan left as he’d had enough of the plebs and their problems. By that I mean Krishna for that is who they rep in fiction whilst presenting factuals for the plebs as both toted blue skin, third eye activation and have a philosophical bent. Not only this but Oppenheimer quoted the man himself with his ref which shows its all about res and drawing links between disparate things which, funnily enough, is what school trains out with its “Show your working” tricks. They say that went Krishna left the Kali Yuga did commence and its here, now, on the cusp of a shift that I’m typing this as it seems the Treta Yuga bricks are being laid, via stealth, as they promise a future of elegant robo-sex and computer chips in head to anchor in a higher state of resonance. Back when, this was standard equip and its why the Pyramids and the rest of the stellar mapped constructions were built as a way of artificially sustaining the resonance as humans were starting to dip and their third eye catch some Zs.
Does that sound ridiculous, my friend, or does it make a tiny bit of sense? I’ll let you tell it. To me it is as said for I recollect the times when this realm was something else. From purple hued skies in which the Sun never set thanks to the polar axis config to dropping out and into a cave to transcend the invasive tech they’re soon about to sell. Am I presenting fiction as fact or speaking truth said? I know what I meant and when time does its thing you’ll see I’m correct for reality follows a script that is penned way back when and there are battles, invisible, raging both outside and within for we live in times of engineered illuminance but if you hydroponic grow plants with the correct feed and such things the consumers report they taste better than those that came from the elements. Know what they’re missing? Light codes. Pure information. Thats all this is, you know? Thats why atoms cannot be trusted as they make up everything! Have you ever rose, early in the AM, and then looked at the Sun as it starts coming over the horizon? The ancient Vedics called this Surya Namaskar which means saluting the luminary that shines upon this realm. In this ritual they would pour water in front of their eyes whilst doing this whilst using a copper vessel in grip. The metaphysics of this is pretty awesome, if you care to examine, as the stream prevents retinal singe and the metal is linked with current solar panels as well. The more you Know, eh? Anyway, getting back to the head:
Once upon a time on this planet there was nothing but Black skin as everyone stepped in jam packed with melanin. Then, around Six Thousand years ago, something happened. A glitch that lead one to flick a switch, recessive, and from this came the rest. What are the implications of this for you, based on what I said? Mere gibberish or some obtuse link you need to think about for a bit? There is a reason I shared this but its only a hint about another bit we’ll get into, as and when. See, man creates the gods as he sees fit. This is attested to, real well, with testaments from NDE trips for the Christian meets Jesus as the Pearly Gates and he says “Not yet, mate” whilst the bald head crew who like saffron hues are greeted by that dude Budes who says their Samsara spin hasn’t met all checks and balances so its back into the skin for them. Its pretty amazing as one gent who practices and went through what I said replied:
“You know, I strongly think what Buddha did was actually induce NDEs on purpose via his single pointed intent. The parallels were immense and familiar as heck when it kicked as I thought “I know this” as it was happening and I felt my mind shift and then, eventually, my identity left as I released my attachments. Just as it was getting spiff and I could see Avalokiteśvara in the distance the golden hued Prince with light body commands said “Go back and anchor this state whilst living as its only a hint of what kicks therefore its a gift to deepen you practice””.
Interesting, eh? The Buddhists call the great years Kalpas but both state degeneration is the thing and if you look around who can deny the truth of this? Compare a Boomers bone density and relative testosterone to a Gen Z and it does tell a real sketch because like those hydro plants that taste better than organic they’re missing the bigger pic as modern soils are nutrient stripped and the air filled with toxins that means those light codes are getting dim. On the flip, you can go and sit in a dark cave, all alone, for six strongs and watch what kicks as your head unleashes an immense torrent of endogenous hallucinogens but there is one big thing:
Make of that what you will and ponder what I said about natural versus synths or humans and silicon friends with algos in their heads. Flawed creations from corrupt gods, yes? Are we making them in our image or is the tech making us its pet as we create our last invention? I’ll let you tell it but a quick glance at modern trends and how people worship the black mirror in their grip which, funnily enough, is linked with the dark cube in the mid of Abrahamic trin trin and it really makes you think. Or not, as the case may be because that voice in their head says “Nyet!” and they rush the infidel. Like Al-Hallaj who kissed the face of the unfinite and then clicked what he worshipped was him, in and beyond the flesh. The implications of this are immense hence why I shared the top 8 things I learned from death in this vid for it truly is humanities best friend. Not for Techno Sapiens though as they’ll have no off switch but immense lifespans instead thanks to low-level tech, implanted, which generates a state of synthetic bliss and, worryingly, will not even allow words like this to enter your heads as it will real time translate into something else which means two people can have different conversations and interpretations which strongly hints there is but one Soul in this realm and, in the end, I’m a figment of your imagination you project so the question, I guess, is:
For whom am I writing and who is reading this?
For a hint look into the recursive principle and the fractal thing as well and to make the main point of the topic:
There is a Prime vibration which is eternal, everywhen. You are it, wearing flesh. Knowledge of this, in the flesh, is termed Gnosis and its the religion of which I was speaking. As we went from Four K to HD then Four Eighty P to half this, currently, the gods also shifted hence why you can bribe Zeus with a goat, dead, and he looks the other was at your indiscretions whereas the Prime is who you is and thus cannot be hoodwinked or bamboozled with such type grifts. What I’m saying is, my friend, that perfection is impossible but alignment happens when your heart, brain and lips all emote the same thing as you talk with a lilt and walk with a skip for you’ve relit the lamp of Inner Sense and that is the true Hero’s Quest of this Game we all play using our Souls as credits because the times we’re in allow for the type of spiritual development in one spin that would take eons in other dates so it all works out pretty great if you Know the Ledge, reality test and comprehend that all is a test as nothing is what it seems in this world of make believe that may actually be a dream inside someones head and the hint is how there is a Witness, constant, from one state (or life) to the next and it darn sure ain’t no John of House Smith or any other BS but grasping to this causes problems without end so forget being woke as Wall Street invented it:
Stay lightly dozing with your third eye open as that is when the Theta waves kick in and its the brain we had, back when, that children dwell in until the age of Six when their glow surely dims as the Adulteration pours in. Thanks to the System, invisible, as water to a fish. The ones born linked in will be different but is techno bliss the same as the real thing? I asked some dudes that said they were oh so spiritual and on the brink of/beyond enlightenment after giving many toads a lick and some pipe hits as well if it was genuine or the equivalent of a hanging a prosthetic between their legs and claiming standard equip and they got mad offended then stopped answering my questions about the finer things seen in subtle realms. Not that I’m any different to them as they are bits of me but the fact they left and shook their heads hinted to me I’d successfully illumined that aspect of the shadows depth hence why I said that spiritual development will kill your false relationships, dead.
Till we meet again
