Let me point something out that you may have missed vis a vis screen life vs the real thing:
The world is big.
The screen is small.
Life has depth.
The screen does not.
Change takes effort in the flesh.
The screen responds to your commands in an instant.
Life happens now.
The screen is everywhen but the present.
Its easy to see why this black mirror has the whole world enthralled because your neurology simply isn’t equipped to deal with such an intense stimulus. Its akin to being granted a superpower that allows endless acceleration but missing the lesson on how to apply the brakes. Don’t worry, gravity will correct. Its quite a handy thing because life comes with its own checks and balances. Before that happens it may be worth applying the remedies your Self. I promise you’ll be better for it because, lets admit it, screen life is exhausting. That and the internet is a weapon and yes, your phone is also spying. Both are complicit in the oppression of the masses but if they accept what they project then who is to blame in the end? Words of power, my friend. Use them.
I’m no stranger to dealing with junkies. In my time I’ve seen plenty and they’ve been hooked on things we’d call bad as well as those we’d praise. Yes, I’m talking about the workaholic whose schedule is so intense that the only time they have left is spent sleeping and then its back at it again. This was my existence and people marveled from a distance and how I made it seem effortless. The truth of the matter is it was a coping mech. A way to escape being with my Self. I’ve said before that everyone who works in the field of mental health is a headcase and I stand by it because what kind of healthy person wants to spend all day dealing with other peoples problems unless they are hiding ones of their own they daren’t get acquainted with?
The screen offers us a respite from this. Have you ever noticed that people who have the most agonizing depression that drags them down to the depths of inky black emotion that drains their energetics can still lie there on the sofa watching TV all day? Isn’t that an interesting blip? Even before the net this observation was quite common. If you ask them why the responses would often be a shrug of their shoulders as they never introspected on why they found it soothing. And yet, the black mirror is. Its the one true religion that has billions of adherents across the planet and daily they worship its image with their directed attention, thanks to its projections. Lets ponder this for a moment:
Here we have a simple geometric image upon which splash some pixels of Red, Green and Blue as well. It can make you laugh, make you cry, leave you shocked or anything else you wish. Not only this but it can travel to the past, help you see worlds that don’t exist. There are virtually no limits to the power it possess. If you were to ask most people on the reg what the greatest achievement of the modern world is I’m sure they’d all agree upon the screen. After all, this black square is their interface to the rest. Its presence makes it possible and yet it paradoxically remains invisible in true form whilst providing the visions. What if I were to tell you that this tech is old? Thousands of years old.
I mentioned in a previous article the difference between inside out and outside in thinking and this is a perfect example of how there is nothing new under the sun beyond those who Witness the perspectives. The Vedic culture is quite old. The white man (who is, oddly, the defacto race that tells the rest of the planet what it is) dates it with the past couple of thousand years and builds up a nice timeline for these dusky hued primitives who talked their own form of gibberish and worshipped many gods that they think look ridiculous. “Bunch of idiots!” they said as their trading company looted and extorted the riches from the lands and handed them the image of a crucified man before moving on with the plan to steal trillions from them. And yet there was one white man who thought quite different. He actually had an obsession which was no secret as he was fascinated with this culture and lifted many terms, concepts and (allegedly) tech. His name was Hitler.
In the West when most people hear the term “Aryan” the Swastika and skinheads channeling Nazis pops into their awareness but these people didn’t originate this. No, they were swagger jacking to the fullest because in the Vedic texts the Aryans are quite different to the image presented. The Nazis (much like the British) did a lot of pillaging but they were after a different kind of riches:
Information.
They sent scouts out across the world to seek out the realities and myths, methods and tech that were used to create higher states of consciousness and how to decode the texts in order to read the occult meanings. That word, which many automatically link to “wicked”, actually means no such thing and signifies that which is hidden. Or, in modern parlance, the pearls not intended for swine or what flies over the heads of the profane. Speaking of this, the research the US has in terms of jet propulsion was fueled by an operation that went by the name of Paperclip in which they cherry picked the best Nazi scientists and slotted them into their current research and development. I always found it interesting that these two sides that were apparently at odds and war flew the banner of the eagle overhead as their standard and cause.
There are a lot of interesting things stated within the Hindu texts and the most fascinating refer to a totally different kind of physics and ways of waging war that seem fantastic. For reference check out the Star Wars films as they lifted a lot from Vedas in that respect as have many other flicks. What if the galaxy far, far away wasn’t and all of this actually took place on these lands? This planet, once upon a when, that was populated by people with a radically different thinking. “Tish, pshaw and nonsense! Bloody bunch of savages, the lot of them!” says the stiff upper lip which holds the quill that tells the world what it is and isn’t. And yet those who take more than a cursory inspection of said texts find many startling revelations. Especially when it comes to the nature of consciousness, motions of the planets and their attributes as well. For example they refer to the planet Jupiter as heavy, golden and generous whereas Saturn is dark, emaciated and old so he walks with a limp. These attributes line up perfect with what we’d later discover in terms of their composition and orbit, respectively, but this isn’t where the revelations end. They linked a black cube with Saturn and said it controlled spacetime itself as these heavyweights squared the circle of resonance whilst the rest did their thing by weaving pretty little glyphs they noted after detailed observation within as it was a culture of Shamans that explored their inner realms from one gen to the next as they lived the Knowledge with each breath as a vibrant tradition that held truth, integrity and wisdom above all else.
In 81 we discovered that this planet has, upon its axis, a hexagon which spins in ways most unnatural. The people were perplexed by this presence as the precision of the angles suggested the unthinkable:
Intelligence.
This, to the Hindus, was Self evident as they had an entire legend filled with traits and deeds of said deities that were written off by the West as primitive myths when, in reality, they were describing the observations of a very advanced form of science that used their inborn senses versus externalized silicon enhancements. From then till now its amazing how much changes and yet stays constant because that which they classed as a key component of manifestation is what you carry in your pocket where it does the same thing but on a different scale as it creates worlds of illusion that allow you to peruse moments in an instant as well as reaching out and connecting with other humans. That really is quite something, isn’t it? And yet it doesn’t end there because what underpins the three major faiths of the West but the same symbol in different states?
As much as things change, they stay the same. Welcome to the worlds secret religion that has billions of adherents that all, in their own way, worship exactly the same thing and yet are mostly ignorant of this and the significance.
The world is big.
The screen is small.
You are inside a fractal. Its all a question of scale and how big your mind is in terms of taking it all in whilst simultaneously being outside of its grip hence “Just visiting“. Either way its exceedingly fascinating because once one spots the patterns that are presented by such things you can’t help but encounter commensurate shifts in your consciousness as the outer is birthed from within and none is possible without the Witness that creates as it perceives and you are this, my friend. Maybe thats why we all collectively find so much solace in this shape and its multilayered meaning because we are, relatively speaking, like dogs who don’t talk but understand with our current level of detail whilst the rest goes over our heads as its far beyond our ken at the present moment to decode the metaphysics which were penned via a higher state of awareness hence the worldwide legends of us being mankind in comparison to golden age man who truly was something else. Another concept which comes from these Sanskrit speaking people and presents another interesting resonance as “Sans” means without and its not a stretch to link “Krit” to the one who came to light the world and was killed for his efforts at sharing higher consciousness and to what do we link him with but the cross which is simply a square, unfolded. Say, does that mean your phone is the Anti Christ? “What a strange thing to think” said those who choose Thunk instead…
Till we meet again
