One of the best things about being me, the luckiest man in the realm, is the sheer amount of times I hit a “Wow!” and realize that, much like Jon Snow, I know nothing. That doesn’t mean I’m ignorant. Far from it, actually, as the reality of this can only kick when one has strong opinions, loosely held. I like to think its that fluid mindset thats kept me a few steps ahead of this Game of dodging death then feelseeing what it can teach me as win or learn are the only options I possess. Each encounter bumps my res because its like playing Chess but on three boards, stacked overhead, in one attempt. Mindbending, I know. Maybe thats why schizos flip when coming face to faceless with their Opponent who can manifest like an Agent of the Matrix through the thoughts, deeds and actions of anyone plugged in. Now, to many reading, that may seem totally ridiculous and yet your own life is awash with examples like “I don’t know what came over him?”, “She seemed like a totally different person”. What, if on the flip, you’d been training your Self to look out for such things. Spot Patterns, if you will? Can you imagine the strength you’d gain after constantly playing this Game of seeing what was hidden from consciousness awareness but felt, nonetheless. That is how you meet the second board aka the layer above the layer and this is where the cake gets interesting as its much like a Cave in that respect as you are now on another level of awareness and there are those, invisible, that do not like your extended perception.
“Quick, to the mental asylum!” said every single “professional”, ever, when anyone ever dared mention those I posit sit at the helm of this realm at present. If someone were playing with your head, how could you tell? Well, your starter for ten could be answering the question:
“If its my dome, the place I call home why I do I listen to the commands of another, speaking, whose words are often deceitful or seem to make me feel awful?”.
One cannot help but click that they are actually he who listens and that is how you spiral, my friend. Learn how to Witness your Self and start doing the Knowledge.
Jon Snow really got the short end of the stick, didn’t he? In pretty much every respect he has something that seems great in spec but wack in application. I’m sure some would say that this type of strife builds character and all of this but, pretending its the real realm, what the F with the mindwipe and then being plugged in again for another spin without a clue of what kicked? I mean, what exactly was he learning? Who was teaching and how can he tell when it comes to the end if each is a “fresh” spin with the previous page ripped from the text? Can you see why I have a dim, dare I say conspiratorial, view of this place as there are massive lies in place that demand you don’t look too close or examine what they’ve said as tradition, accreditation or accepted wisdom. Luckily the me inside my chest that ignores the voice in my head (and thus starves it to death) gives not a single F and thus I question without limits and thats what leads to those “Whoa!” occasions as something new can slide into your awareness which causes a synchronous firing of neuronal Patterns that generate such an intense burst of illumination that you get a further view of the true landscape and then scramble to rearrange the pieces you possess as testament to the ineffable – aka the day I won the lottery.
Some things are worth more than silver and gold, my friend, and once the outline of what I’ve mentioned kicks in as rock solid gnosis that you are something subtle and ineffable, an aspect of the numinous and everpresence I call the Psylense then its a simply quest:
Maybe that is what was awaiting Jon Snow. More attempted Soul destroying? If you were him wouldn’t that make you question the intent and the helm and your true power or position that they seem hell bent in draping you in ignorance from one life to the next? I don’t know. Much like Jon Snow. Back on thread:
There have been a few major events that changed by levels of awareness and many of them have not been pleasant. Traumatic mind controlling programming, I believe they call it. And they certainly do that, very well. So much that I have to question if I actually have any free will to build or am I constantly reacting, deflecting and recouping? Is that the blueprint of the Opponent? Either way, each time the mask slips I get a clearer and clearer glimpse at the visage that was ripped from the pages of history and kept hidden. Then it all makes sense.
What if I said there is only one thing, one energetic presence in this realm. It is all voltage but how you handle it is the difference between sizzling, crisp, or intense illumination instead. What is the difference? Your own responses and sense of presence hence being Centered in Self is the song I sing. Boss playas do boss things. Wherever we are it is really, really strange because I still can’t escape the whole “Standing on rock that floats in the abyss as it chases a fireball into the distance” BS that they handed out, back when. Just like I don’t accept they dumped Osama in the drink out of respect for his religion as it smells too much like flushing a brick when the Feds hit the crib. “We needed that terrorist, Karen!“. Patrice was so above the rest when it came to his topical observations and acerbic wit that there really was no arguing with him. I guess thats what kicks when you’re really real in a world full of liars, lying to themselves.
If you’ve been doing the Knowledge, as requested, you may have began to outline your own sketch of what kicks in this realm beyond a sanitized curriculum designed to make you run the treadmill as chase after things they tell you are important but aren’t quite this for a Warrior who intends to build that which death can’t end:
Imagine, for a moment, that I’m correct and Jon Snow clicks in one spin and says “To hell with this” and decides to sit, alone, in quiet reflection and ponder what kicks. Lets pretend he decides, miraculously, that he is actually a Soul wearing the flesh that inserted, like a credit, from one life to the next. The numinous within his chest nods its head in assent and thus begins the quest for liberation…
Recently I swam through what can only be termed as waters most treacherous as I often found myself surrounded by those with fins and sharp teeth but the new form of beast was something else entirely. The thing is each encounter is either win or learn, the way I’m playing and that is what brings us to the 4Dxo Principle that I outlined in this text as it explains, real well, why sometimes nothing has shifted (that you can tell) and you feel really, really amazing and others things are going well but there is a nagging emptiness within. Actually, the latter is mans default state of embodiment but that is only because the white man said the Ether doesn’t exist whilst every single culture with melanin in their system says it did, does and can be accessed via various practices. Like being stuck in a dark room with a VR headset for amusement many would spend their lives plugged in and ignore the rest of the obscure aspects all around them but a few, now and then, would click the nature of the trick that can make a personal hell seem heaven sent hence:
The Game of Souls has you, my friend.
There is an absolutely immense upside to this mindset that most Slaves will never comprehend and that is the resurrection of Inner Sense. What do I mean by this? Simple, there was a time, once upon a when, when you knew you knew nothing and thus were able to decode as well as encode the dizzying array of signals life sends. In the end those who acquiesce become of and in this realm which is quite sad, if you think about it. The Game, in a nutshell, is one of dominance and that is why everyone is screaming for your attention. The greatest brainwashers were your parents who messed you up in ways most cannot imagine as they are so used to the condition (false) self it begets. The Warrior clicks the nature of the imposter at the helm and his limited range of tricks because he Knows he is the Witness that actually listens to that fool, babbling. In many ways we are declaring war on the (false) self which, in the case of Jon Snow, was the belief he was an illegitimate bast, victim of circumstance and generally hated for things that are inaccurate. Sound familiar? It should, its an accurate rep of most folks inner realms hence the web and its Game of “Lets pretend“.
Everything is as its supposed to be, for them. Doing the Knowledge means shifting the balance to favor your Self instead and this, I suspect, is the correct way to be playing and even if it isn’t its a heck of lot more fun that ticking “Supposed To” boxes as you run the treadmill as the novelty of that wears thin, real quick. Think like a hacker, it doesn’t cost a thing, simply the willingness to glance within and reality test aka recoding your OS because you, my friend, are an aspect of the Prime, the pre-existing one made manifest as flesh, better known as pure consciousness. The ones at the helm are your Opponent but don’t make the mistake of hate as they are the best teachers and class is always in session.
You will note that Jon was the perennial outsider and often had to fend for himself, even in the midst of such wealth and opulence. These traits are common with those who are capable of awakening the Warrior within ergo all the past events and things (which are simply emotions you string together into a narrative to affect your perceptions in the present) are actually grist for the mill as its all energetics in the end, beginning and during because it all plays out inside your awareness.
The Game of Souls has you, my friend. Are you a coal or diamond? That is the question…
Sometimes only the broken ones can allow the light to shine from within. Fully and unconditionally accept your Self then see what happens… Also, recollect that knowing nothing doesn’t mean that one forgets. Quite the opposite as anamnesis is in full effect ergo you Know (capital K, big difference) plenty as you, daily, chip away at your inherited ignorance and sift the pieces in your grip into a greater state of resonance with the all of everything of whom we are aspects, made manifest in this realm.
Do the Knowledge, my friend.
Till we meet again
