Have you ever walked into a place and felt a spiders web on your face then reached up and found nothing there? Most just brush it off and keep on trekking but a few stop to examine the oddness of the sensation, how real it felt and yet, in the flesh, there was naught present. How about an odd feeling that creeps like a chill into the depths of your being? This can often be accompanied by the sense of being stared at as you glimpse in the direction of, once again, nothing physical. And yet, for a moment, you are certain, deep down within that you are not alone. We could add onto this list the curious blip that every single child, no matter their race, religion, socioeconomic status or anything else you wish to add in imperiences the monsters under their bed effect that most parents tell them is in their head and send them back to bed after a cursory inspection.
If one were to check the childs vitals at that point you’d note their heartbeat is thundering, adrenaline flows through their system and their mindbody is on full alert due to the threat they’re facing. All of these things are linked with an effect I’ve termed predatory spirituality and its plain to see to one who perceives innocently that these forces have humanity in their grip thanks to generations of manipulation and countless other things. Let me introduce you to the concept of a Spiritual Immune System:
Lets pretend you are thinking of buying a new home. You look through the lists, find what you’re seeking and arrange a viewing. At this point the versions of you split. One drops in to where the seller has just baked a cake, offers you a slice and a drink as you take it all in and think “This is nice” before placing signing your name in ink and proceeding to move in. The other decides, on a whim, to borrow a friends baby and take her on a day trip. You pick her up, she is cooing and grinning as she knows you well and you’ve often been present since she stepped into the realm. You grab the bits and pieces, strap her in the baby seat and make your way to the viewing where a strange thing happens. The child bursts into tears the moment you step in. Not just a small whimper of complaint but full on bawling in rage. You try to shush her as you look around the place, decline the cake and say “Look, I’ll have to come back another day. I don’t know whats gotten into her as she usually isn’t this way”.
You walk back to the car, strap her in and by the time you get to the drivers seat the baby is smiling again.
What happened?
That, my friend, is the Spiritual Immune System in full effect. You can think of this as akin to an energetic envelope that covers the physical. Its why pregnant women glow and babies shine the moment they drop in. This is the first vector of attack via these spiritual demons that were once of this realm but now set adrift with no connection and thus they start feeding on any prey it can. The astute reader may examine that last spell and think “Wait a minute, pray is also a homonym!“. They would be correct. More on this as we progress. This Spiritual Immune System is often totally consumed from all children by the time they hit age five or sex. By then they are well adjusted to our collective sickness and can’t wait to fit in with the rest on the psychosocial treadmill that has been built to serve other ends than most suspect from their sojourn in the flesh.
You drop the baby back off with your friend and tell her what happened. She nods her head, rushes off the bathroom then thoroughly showers her seed before drying her and massaging her skin with oils which makes her relax and drift into a deep rest as she lights some incense near her crib. You look on and ask the meaning. She tells you of an old legend that was passed down by her people:
“Babies sense way more than the Adulterated because they are still connected to the Prime and totally resonant as they are not contaminated by the wickedness of this realm“. You nod your head, taking it all in and privately wonder about your friend who seemed so regular and logical until she started mentioning these odd things. She continues:
“We step into the world, perfect. Exactly as intended. After this we become corrupted and its mainly due to the parents as one who is born of ignorance surely learns the same, yes? Don’t buy that house. Things won’t go well. No matter how it seems on the surface she just did you a solid with the wailing as there energies present in that environment that will seep into your marriage and ruin everything“. You laugh and say “I never had you pegged as someone who is so backwards and superstitious. Why do you believe something that sounds so ridiculous? I like the house, its perfect. Just where I wanted and the price is terrific. But, go on, you’ve got my interest so please tell me more about your perspective“. Your friend nods her head and says:
“Most of the world is incapable of seeing the lay of the land how it is. This is due to the steady erosion of their Spiritual Immune System and the effects upon their awareness are most tragic. All around us, in every space, are all kinds of creatures and features most dare not imagine. Just because you close your eyes doesn’t mean the outside vanishes, does it? This is the same thing. Look at this”. She draws your attention over to a lemon hung above her entrance and then to the rack where you placed your shoes. “Do you know what that is?”. You shake your head. “This is a sanctified environment. Thats why outside energetics as repped by the shoes you walk in are not welcome within and the lemon – don’t ask for details, its a bit weird but makes sense – is like a beacon for these presences that we call Negs”. “Negs?” you repeat, intrigued, because whatever she says she obviously believes and this is an intelligent career woman who is not only happy and healthy but exceedingly lucky as well as she always seem to be in the place thats correct and often calls just when needed which is why you’ve often called her your own personal angel.
“Imagine you came here to visit and then, just after you left, you forgot where you were headed. You walk around for a bit and then you no longer remember I’m your friend, where I live or anything else. You’re just wandering around, aimless. Stranger still people no longer respond when you call them. They act like you’re invisible. Time passes, you can’t tell how long, and you get used to this new way of being. You haven’t ate for ages. You are starving but can’t taste a thing because whatever you pick slips from your grip before it gets to your lips and is tasted. What happens next?”.
You have no idea where this is going but are intrigued so think for a bit about what she said. “I don’t know. I really can’t imagine being in that type of situation because it doesn’t make any sense. What is the meaning behind this tale? Whats the main message?“. Your friend replies:
“That is what happens to most who step into the land of the dead. See, in the above example, the you that came here to visit is your earthbound identity and consciousness. Its part and parcel of wearing the skin. An Earthday Suit is what we call it in my tradition”. You start laughing at the wit and wonder what else about your friend you thought you knew so well had been carefully hidden from the public. Sensing your amusement and wishing to put you at ease she says “Look at these drinks. You’ve got a black coffee and I’m sipping ginger tea. The cups are identical, the water we poured in the same and yet the extra additions are what makes the taste, yes?”. You follow her logic and nod your head as you take a sip, wondering where all this is going. “Thats your identity. Just like the coffee bean knows its history from when it was planted, picked, processed and packaged the ginger has a tale that is different. And yet both spring from Earth, correct?”.
“Well, in that example the flavors are the stories of personality we tell ourselves in our heads. They, like the bean and root, are based on what we’ve seen and been in the flesh. That itself is repped by the cup but, here is where it gets interesting, the water is identical. That is who we truly are in and beyond this realm but its buried underneath all the stuff we throw in and taste. Most people dare not get this deep. They think they’re the cup, thats it. To them if they’re drinking coffee then thats the only liquid thats present (or even acceptable) in the rest. Thats how invested they are in the tale in their head that is based on nothing but programming. They look around at this realm that presents in Three D and believe what is said by those who came before them. Now, my baby, on the other hand has so much of this divine liquid in her presence that it cannot be contained by the cup of her tiny flesh at the moment. That excess is what we call the Spiritual Immune System and when she picks up some other type of presence that may not be visible it best you listen because her glow is still full and shining whereas yours is Adulterated”.
“Adulterated?” you repeat. “You’ve said that before previously. What does that mean?”. Your friend leans back and sighs before taking a sip and thinking. She replies:
“If I asked you to remember how it felt as a child you’d know exactly what I mean but would never be able to express the difference accurately, yes? Thats Adulteration. Its a state that grips over 81% of the planet in its iron first thats draped in silk that creates a Mind Made Prison inside their head where a broken down and fragmented version of them lives. I know this can sound a bit intense but its really easy to test because if I were to say the main difference between then and now is the fact you once possessed an immense sense of curiosity, a limitless fountain of energy, endless creativity and your default state of being was happy and content you would nod your head, yes?”.
You do exactly this. Quietly, deep within, you become aware of something you’d previously never noticed. Its like the embers of an aspect that long ago dimmed have been blown upon with fresh winds and are, once again, glowing.
“Where did that go? Why did it vanish? Better yet why does no one seem to care or notice this happened? Why? Because they no longer possess a Spiritual Immune System and are, in effect, possessed”.
You laugh so hard that coffee comes out of your nostrils. Up until that point you were content to go along with what she said as this woman is a close friend but this side of her you’d never seen just strikes you as ridiculous when compared to the young professional you know so well. “Forgive me. I don’t mean to be rude” you say whilst spluttering. “Possessed? You know how backwards that seems? Why on Earth would you believe such things that are so primitive compared to the world in which we live?“. She nods and says:
“I agree. It certainly can appear rudimentary to one who is unaware of the true nature of all of this and its why I never mentioned it before because its a viewpoint that runs quite counter to what modern people choose to invest in. Going back to the example of hungry ghost version of you that came, left and forget the rest. That is what happens to many after death as they haven’t, whilst living, done the Knowledge which involves questioning the beverage, the cup and contents in order to get back to the pure essence of the water which is how they came in and all that can exit”.
You feel a spark shoot up your spine. Something within certainly shifts. That glowing ember starts shining and you sense a familiar newness at this presence. Your friend notices and says:
“That Inner Sense. Its just sparked up again and its why I shared this message because I knew you were capable of decoding it and applying the wisdom that comes from Self Knowledge. That is the antidote to Adulteration, the socially accepted sickness to which most are well adjusted and thus never question in life or death and that leads to the hungry ghost thing as they are stuck beyond realms and thus feed on the living. People call them ghosts or demons, whatever they will. There are varieties but most are simply humans that lived and died in ignorance of their true potential. Imagine, using the coffee example, you wanted to go on a trip and as you get to the check in desk they ask for your ticket and you hand them an image of expresso and say “Yep, I’m this. Lets get rolling on this vacation, its been a long time coming!”. What happens next?”.
“Well, I guess this talking coffee would go on holiday, enjoy what happens and then come back from its break?”.
“How can they if the check in desk has a picture of them and it looks like the pure waters of Inner Sense? After all, thats what came in and that is all that can exit at the end because the rest is earthbound content that is solely of this realm”.
It feels like thunder and lightning are going off within. You feel a steady grip of anxiety place its hands around your neck and it seems like you’re being choked from within. Your friend notices and hands you a little cushion and tells you to smell. You do and the hit of fresh lavender essence calms your nervous system. “What were you thinking?”.
“You won’t believe it but I just had a flashback that felt super vivid. It was me, back when, in bed, feeling frightened as something came and sat on my chest and was trying to strangle me to death. I can’t believe it. I’d never thought about this for ages. Matter of fact I’d totally forgotten it but now its totally vivid and real just like its all happening again”. You draw deep from the bag and feel yourself easing back into the moment. The light within is glowing, once again. You can’t quite put your finger on it but know that things will never be the same again.
“See what I mean about Inner Sense and Adulteration?” says your friend. No longer are you a Thomas of the doubting persuasion as its Self evident that something happened, back when, that you never fully digested. You sit there quietly for a moment as your brain starts presenting events and things you’d long forgotten. Your sense of identity as the cup and coffee therein is now more centered around the liquid itself which is the true essential and it clicks that far from being simple and primitive what your friend is sharing is not only correct and valid but exceedingly complex and subtle. You say out loud:
“No wonder so many people miss this. How do you know this stuff then?“. She grins and leans in:
“I have a friend who is in but not of this realm. These are his concepts. A long time before we met I had huge problems going to bed. Insomnia times ten on steroids is how it felt. I’d tried everything. All the pills, potions and therapists. Nothing worked. I was literally scared to death of dozing and it made no sense at all because, on the outside, my life seemed perfect. Anyway, somehow this guy appeared at just the right time and said “If you’re going as fancy dress and doing your best panda impression you’re sure to impress the judges as they’ll award you ten out of ten for those eye rings you’re sporting“. I felt like slapping him because it was so insensitive but then a part of me said “Wait a minute, do I know him?”. Before I could say a thing he added “I want you to point the head of your bed toward the north as you rest. Before you sleep take a long bath filled with Epsom Salts and pure lavender essence thrown in with no electric lights present, just candles. As you lay there I’d like you to pretend that the pores of your skin are opening and releasing into the liquid all that isn’t aligned with the Prime as you call back in all that is you, in essence. Try that, see what happens, then we’ll connect” he said as he handed me a card and walked off into the distance”. “It was this” she says, as she hands you the strangers details.
You look at the narrow rectangle which says “willhelp.me will help you” with some digits and link written. “What happened next?” you ask, intrigued by this turn of events.
“Well, I had nothing left to lose really and something within told me to try it. Besides, the bits and bobs he said made sense and there wasn’t really anything new besides their combination so I thought “What the heck!”. I went and bought what he suggested, said “Here goes nothing” as I lit my candles and sank into a bath I’d filled with salts and scenting as directed. It felt wonderful. Really it did. Words simply cannot capture the immense ease and relaxation that came from drifting off like this. The subtle glow from the candles, the smell of the essence and the feeling of melting all of this crap from within that I didn’t even know I’d been carrying. Eventually I got out, slid into bed and had the best nights rest I’d ever had for ages. I rose the next day and felt like a different person. No, that isn’t accurate. I felt more like my Self (with a capital S). After that I just had to know what he did, how he knew what to say and why he chose to help a stranger like he did with his cryptic suggestions that offered solutions to a problem he could see plain as day before going on his way”.
“Man, thats so weird. And yet it makes sense as well. I can see why you’d kept this hidden. So what happened next? Did the insomnia come back again or had you found a solution?”.
“Girl, that was just the beginning of it. Remember the coffee and ginger tale I previously mentioned? Well, he spoke on that at our next meeting when I was trying to make sense of what he did and how it worked so well when nothing else the specialists had recommend even made a dent when it came to bed. I’m telling you, I was beginning to wish for death because its a horrible, horrible feeling not being able to get a bit of rest. He said that those who live and die without looking within know not they are the liquid and thus can’t get past the exit which only lets the pure water of Inner Sense exit as that is what stepped in. The rest is pure delusion. Earthbound concepts that create their own illusion in your head. Because these lost Souls are stuck in a place that doesn’t exist and they can’t tell if they’re alive or dead they need to keep feeding or face another death again so they move on instinct. They realized that the waters they covet are free flowing in babies and infants and some get their fill by amusing them by interacting. To the kid its just a cloud of energetics that they find quite amusing. Others prefer the hit that pure fear brings as that crying and screaming they do to signal the presence of these demons generates a huge chunk of voltage that keeps them well fed”.
You spine starts juddering as more memories you’d suppressed start racing to the surface to corroborate this perspective because it all makes sense now, when you think, about the invisible threat you felt in bed, back when, but could never point at something solid and says “There! Thats the problem” as your parents tucked you in and said it was all in your head. “So thats what the baby noticed in the place we just left?”. Your friend nods her head.
“Yes, thats why I cleansed her quick to wash off whatever had made her react like this because something obviously attempted to link or feed on her energetics which is why she started wailing for your attention to move some place else in an instant”.
“That makes so much sense. I did wonder why she was so happy when she was back in the car again. Thinking about it now, she was gripping her little toy as well that you’d filled with lavender essence as she was grinning”.
“Thats my little princess, powered by pure intuition. Lavender is something that is so powerful when it comes to balancing the Limbic System in the brain. Did you know that you can prevent an epileptic seizure with a good sniff and a little massage as well?”. You shake your head and reflect that what, a few minutes ago, seemed like primitive mumbo jumbo coming from one you always felt was too modern and intelligent to believe such things actually makes a load of sense as there is obviously a lot of thought thats went in and, best of all, the results speak for themselves and can be tested.
“A shower is source of negative ions. These creatures of coffee land that are neither alive nor dead are what he calls Negs and their presence makes them exit as they can’t stand the resonance that feels like grounding. The massage that I did was to reset her bodily energetics and ensure the optimal function of her Spiritual Immune System followed by the incense that was lit to drive out anything that may still be lingering because these Negs are quite subtle, in that respect, and thus the solutions address them via the elements and the use of nature and intuition as well”.
“That is absolutely fascinating. I don’t think I’ll buy that place then. I’ll look somewhere else because now that I think about it there is a part of me within that wasn’t exactly comfortable either because it felt she was laying it on thick with the hard sell as well because that place should’ve been snapped up quick as it a great price in an amazing location”.
“She noticed the same. A babies sensitivity is exquisite because of this energetic immune system that extends way beyond their frame. This is what the Negs start eating, real quick, in order to sustain themselves and its why childrens glows dim as they transition from Inner Sense to Adulteration which places realization of this off limits because these predatory spirits don’t want their food source interrupted”.
You sit there, taking it in. By far this is the craziest yet sanest explanation you’ve ever heard about this realm as it ticks loads of little boxes you’d long since been ignoring as you focus was on the most basic elements like how to get ahead, strike it rich and meet Mr Perfect. “Still waters run deep” you say to your friend who just smiles, quietly. “When were you going to tell me about all of this” you ask, thinking about how different life might’ve been if your friend didn’t ask you to babysit that AM.
“It isn’t a case of me telling. Its about you being ready to listen. Without these events happening where you saw an obvious difference with your own clear vision there is no way you’d have paid any mind to these wild ramblings, correct?”. You nod your head. “Well, its the same thing the insomnia I mentioned that swiftly vanished when I tried his imperiment and shifted some variables to change the outcome expected”.
“Imperiment?” you question.
“Yeah. He’s big on words. Calls them “Spells” and they are because they define your inner realms. Look at the shape of your lips when you say “Ex” anything. Tongue pressed on the roof, mouth wide open, energetics are leaving, yes? Now see what happens with “Im”. It is far more centered within and much more resonant. Just at that moment the pair of you hear a yawn and “Mama?” coming from the babies crib and it all makes sense why this is the first word on all childrens lips when they start communicating”. You start strolling over with your friend to pick up this refreshed bundle of joy whose Spiritual Immune System is functioning so well that she just saved you from countless problems you’d never have noticed yourself without her presence. “Who is this guy then? How do I meet him?”. She says:
“You don’t. He appears when you’re ready, hence willhelp.me. As you can tell it does what it says on the tin. I’ll warn you now he’s quite intense and has a totally different perspective on pretty much anything but the most amazing thing is its all imperiments. “Put me to the test. Take what works, leave the rest and see what happens when you realize consciousness isn’t created by your head nor ends at your flesh but is actually your ticket in and out of this Game we’re playing using our Souls as credits” is what he says and I’ve got to say it makes a load of sense because I’m happier than I’ve ever been because I’m Centered in Self”.
“What does that mean?” you say whilst pondering the implications of reality being an illusion because it seems so solid and thats quite confusing when contrasted with what you’ve just seen, been and felt inside your awareness during the course of the conversation.
“Basically this” she says, picking up her baby and lifting her up above her head as she grins, happily. “She’s Centered in Self, beautifully. The Path of Power is what he calls it and basically its about unlearning all thats happened between now and then in order to realize you aren’t the cup or the Adulteration and oh so believable flavor it brings as part of the deception but actually are the pure waters of Inner Sense that initially stepped in to this realm. Look its something you’ve really got to feel to believe. Its a totally different cosmology and only 8% of the world are able to hear it. The rest are too Adulterated from the contamination of these Negs which are actually responsible for the voice in your head thats constantly changing its demands and whims whilst generally making you feel awful. Thats one of the chief symptoms and signs of not being Centered in Self because nature abhors a vacuum so if these Negs can scare you out from within then they just move in and take over the whole thing as they feed from now till the end. Most people simply don’t know what hit them and the world as it is groans under sustaining the presence of these negative energies. The fact you once were glowing with a fully functioning Spiritual Immune System is all the proof you need really and doing the Knowledge is the key on how to get free“.
“I see” you say and feel that things will never be the same again as something that had been lulled to sleep within is rising in your consciousness as you know you’ll never look at a drink without thinking at depth about the true meaning of whats presenting beyond what you previously accepted as common knowledge. She hands you the baby who squeals with delight as her eyes shine pure radiance and coherence that pours from her presence. You know, full well, that you are in the presence of well functioning Spiritual Immune System, in this moment and turn to your friend who is walking to the kitchen to top up your drinks as she says:
“The Game of Souls has you, my friend”.
Till we meet again
