Tell me Jon wasn’t killing it? Better yet tell me he wasn’t living it? Just for a moment he got loose and let the rhythm hit em. Alone in his zone those who were too closed off to the power within looked at him and thought he’d flipped his lid as they lived out a script that said, in ways both subtle and self evident, “Don’t you dare be anything more than mildly content at best or straight up miserable”. To this voice the herd paid much attention as they lived within the paradigm that society gave them and never did they question.
For a moment lets imagine you were born in the future and you’ve got a little private space ship so you can whip from planet to planet. Something happens and you need to make an unscheduled landing to get something fixed on your way to somewhere else so you punch in “Nearest hospitable zone” and make your way to this place which a humanoid species calls home. You land and before you can seek service you become aware of a beat thats pounding. The groove is so hypnotic that your head starts to dip, hips also shift and feet are moving in tune to the rhythm. “This place is amazing, how come I never heard of it?” you think as in that moment all of your problems are forgotten because the environment is pure bliss. The groove pulls you along, calling to you with its presence and you can’t hold it in because it comes bursting from your lips. Embarrassed you catch yourself because everyone knows you can’t sing as your remember your music teacher telling you your voice sounds like a cat being hit with a violin.
But you’re powerless to resist. Plus there is no one around or looking so you commence shuffling to the groove as various sounds, yelps and screams start flowing in a stream. You’ve no idea where you’re going but you don’t care, truthfully, because you’re having the time of your life in what should be an inconvenience as you need to be on another planet in a different galaxy. Suddenly you become aware of a depth and resonance that speaks with such beauty. You’re lifted up in a symphony of sound, dancing fervently as you celebrate with the natives who appeared silently. Except they didn’t as they heard you singing off key and were drawn magnetically to the one who forgot his own rhythm and they attuned to help unleash your true role, your true part in the whole deal.
“Why does this feel more like home than home to me?” you think as you dance deliriously, smiling with all your teeth. Not because you want to be seen as friendly or nice to these people from whom you need some parts for your cruiser, no but because the pure energy that beams from inside is actually smiling thee. You’re hitching a ride on the wave and it feels beautiful indeed.
Eventually the tempo settles and the natives are pleased to meet and accommodate you graciously. “Here, have something to drink and eat, take a seat, relax your feet” as they cater to your needs with happiness and sincerity in a way that makes you feel their intense sense of empathy. You notice that when they speak even thats with melody. Like there is a groove to their tone that amplifies their natural state of harmony. Even you are now starting to feel more free and communicate rhythmically as the beat thrums ceaselessly.
As you rest and feed you notice they all move so gracefully. Like they are surrounded by an invisible energy that lifts them up effortlessly as they are propelled, whirl and twirl singing delightedly. It feels like being at a party with extended family and each musical motif leads perfectly to the next state and everyone says their piece. It just flows so perfectly. You feel so grateful and lucky that you got to imperience this in Three D and when they come to say “Your ship is now ready, you may leave” you have half a mind to throw away the keys and live out your life in this reality because it feels like a dream. And yet, it is real. “No, no” you think “I’ve got to go and get the rest and tell them about this. I must share this experience because no one will believe such a place exists”. “Excuse me, my friend, what is the geospace of this planet? I’m leaving for now but will come back again and bring my friends so they too can groove inside this perfect rhythm”.
They look at each other and him with a grin and then laugh in a way so innocent. “Do you know what was broken on your ship? What we needed to fix to get it running again?”. “No, please pray tell”. “Actually, look around and see for yourself. In the time you’ve been here have you seen any tech?“. “Come to think of it I don’t think the glow has ever dimmed” you say as you look up at the sun that seems to spin perfectly in the middle of everything with an illumination that lilts and yet never fully dims. Matter of fact you’ve just noticed that all of the animals seem perfectly tempered as well and that life is just so rhythmical. “Wait a minute”, you start thinking, “Where the heck am I?”. “Did I die when I crash landed? Am I dead? This is heaven? Is that why its so perfect and feels timeless?”. Panic starts to set in and your off key method of staccato speaking seeps in again. The natives shift the pitch and help you get aligned with yourself before they drop the bombshell:
“This is Earth, my friend. In its original state, highest octave. You came from a time that remembers this era as only legend. Primitives who knew nothing about nothing as you think time is a straight line when its actually a circle. We Knew you were coming. We called you here in effect because we wanted to share a message that hopefully fills in whats been missing“. “Wait, wait, wait” you said, still trying to wrap your head around the opening sentence. “This is Earth? How is that possible? What the hell happened between now and then from when I came because its so different“. “Is it? Is it really? Why do you think this?”. “Well, I don’t know but it is. Its nothing like this. We have day and night, seasons, it can be hot for a while then some rain or freezing but most of all there is no music or dancing. Well there is, but not like this” you say, mind reeling at the implications of what they shared.
“We don’t dance. We walk. And singing? Hah forget it, we’re speaking. Not just one language, no. There are many tongues among men and we work, each day, the business of living. The tech is immense, I’m rich so I can jet about the cosmos as I wish but for others its a challenge”. “Tell me, have you ever felt such happiness as when you came here and landed in all of your existence?”.
You stop and think. You’ve lived a life of great privilege, born into one of the wealthiest most powerful families in the kingdom. Never known a limit and free to do what you wish at a whim. Surrounded by beauty and opulence as evidenced by your own private cruiser for hyper dimensional travel… then it clicks. “Of course, of course. I always wondered why the whizz was constantly humming, drumming or speaking like a poet” as another penny drops. Your “Wait a minute…” is met with a grin, like the natives in the past were way ahead and you’re just now catching up to where they’ve been. “Yes, he was one of us. One that remembers and never forgets that song and dance is all there is. There are no accidents, my friend”. “Only opportunities”. “See, you remember!”. “Wait, wait. My mind is reeling. I can’t believe that this is Earth the place where I was leaving is the same where we’re meeting and yet its all so different. Why are there no seasons?”. “Have you heard of the Garden of Eden?”. “A time when mans needs were tended and the divine was all around in presence? No one believes those myths from the books bearing a message. Thats why the world almost ended the way it did and we built it back again and outlawed religion”. “Ah, you see but you don’t get it. Its so hard to comprehend when divorced from your senses. No doubt you’ve heard the phrase “God is a DJ” yes?”. “Sure”. “Who do you think is playing this mix but the all of everything, anywhen, we call Psylense. Can you hear it?”.
This subtle energetic presence, the one that was always within awaiting him to heed its message is now awakened. “No way”. “I want you to look at this, observe the sky and its Pattern then look at that man dancing”. “This is a Swastika, its a very bad thing” you say looking at the symbol you were handed. “My friend this is the pulse of the electromagnetic that has you dancing. Evil? It is no such thing but then when it comes to your people they are sorely lacking in spiritual backing due to the dip and splitting of attraction”. “You’re speaking of the Fall? That actually happened?”. “Of course, look at the placement of your planets and the gap where the asteroid belt shows lack then consider the size of your moon that mysteriously rotates in perfect rhythm on its axis to keep a third hidden so you don’t access the full range of the rays of cosmic radiation. There is so much contraction, contradiction and conspiracy required to create Three D that only the madman, mystic or poet truly sees”. “Man, the whizz always said some things about the world being a play we’re trapped in. What did he call it again?”. “The Game of Souls?“. “Yes thats it!” you exclaim as the implications start to sink in. “You mean to say you all planned this? To get me here, at this spacetime on this resonance? Why? To what end?”. “We need you to share a message, remind those who forget their own lineage to maybe turn their vision within, open their chest so they can sing and dance as the rhythm hits and flows through them. Just like it did you, my friend. See, just because the planet dipped and allowed ignorance to take the helm doesn’t mean can’t be a victor instead of…”. “A victim” says the Prince remembering his childhood lessons, doled out by the whizz. “Now I’m wondering who he really is and the part he plays in this”. “Consider your role instead. You’ve been privileged to Witness simultaneous presence in two different expressions of the same realm. Direct and indirect you’ve been trained in many lives to handle this because without the imperience you would’ve popped your radiant circuits and ended up in a padded cell circa Nine Six in one of your other incarnations which could’ve put a real crimp on things because ten lives down there in the din, the noiZ as we call that realm, equals to one in this. Putting them together gifts the eleven which is one plus one, addition, so two – hence thirteen“. Your head starts to spin as numbers were never your thing until he says with a grin “Thats showing you the difference between thinking how you did and the way we use the same but get different. Chess, not checkers. Its why the Thirteenth letter in English is an M because its only one that sends the vibrations in and that is your connection to this realm but we’re getting aheart of ourselves as there will be plenty for you to delve once you’re home again”.
“But I don’t want to leave. I’d like to spend more time to learn these equations, dance the rhythms and trip the light fantastic. Better yet, bring my fam and friends to this realm then let them Witness for themselves the splendor and radiance that is our true inheritance but…”. “Thats not for them. You were chosen. Know why? Because you chose your Self. It takes great strength to Witness what you’ve lived in various incarnations because even though you’ve always been a Prince within the outer world often didn’t fit but it was all scripted to send the message that reality isn’t what they think but also is entirely within their own awareness. Uncover the Witness, that which remains constant from one life to the next. Do the Knowledge”. In the time here you’ve started to think like them and it all makes perfect sense. After all the irony of existence being a mental thing that you create solely from within and then project whilst the missing link is the very thing thats Witnessing is irony at its best. “No wonder they say its the cosmic joke. But what of all the suffering? I’ve read that life in the Twenty First Century was akin to a living hell and there are legends of before that that evidence mans seemingly limitless cruelty”. “Well, that is for you to do delve in, after all if we gave you all the answers what would be the point in playing? Do the Knowledge”. “Playing? Oh you mean the Game of Souls, yes I get it. OK, thanks for the hint”.
Looking across at your ship that is floating, awaiting instructions you can help but feel a tinge of sadness. “Will I be able to come here again?”. “Come again? Ha, you’ve never left. Ten down there is one here, remember this and if you wish to enliven the Witness and reconnect simply close your lips and hum. The secret of Thirteen breaks the spell of the dip“. “So that is why people are trained to think its wicked? It all suddenly starts to make more sense”. “Yes, most superstition is inversion of the sacred Knowledge that was known well when people were far more connected to Self and not what someone else said. Such is the nature of those who fell and wished to imperience individuation in the land of the five sensed by forgetting themselves and this realm“. Suddenly something clicks with a smoothness that is almost imperceptible in a way that seems to be a hallmark of their Game. “You and me are the same thing“. He laughs even harder and says “Correct, I was wondering when you’d get it. You. Me. We. Its all encoded to be decoded by those with the eyes to see and a heart that feels but now its time to leave. Meet again, till we” he says, with a grin. “Until then, injoi these future memories the Vertical Axis does gift as grist for the mill. Do the Knowledge, my friend. Do the Knowledge”.
Till we meet again
