A Day in the Life on an Average Parent

If your children grew up to feel the same level of internal contentment as you do in your current state of embodiment would you feel you’d failed them? Its a natural trait for one to intend to propel their seed to greater heights than they are capable hence standing on the shoulders of giants. That phrase, however, isn’t quite as accurate when compared with kneeling at the feet of midgets or prone prostration pon pieds of the petitely physically proportioned if you prefer poeticized political correctness.

Actually that should make evident what the nature of that trick is because the excessive verbiage can be used to send hidden signals to your awareness as opposed to the original mode of communication which was simple and direct because just coming out and saying “Strength is ignorance” without the acclimatization process would make the frogs in the pot with heat turned up in increments leap to awareness in order to save themselves. Softly, softly catchee monkey or in this case retune a clockwork orangutan who embodies the pure basics of man and thus is mankind in the flesh with a click-whirr mechanism slotted in where there should be Self. Anyway, I digress so lets get back to this:

Parents want their children to be happier, stabler, wiser and generally a better version of them when it comes to so many things but often they end repeating what their folks did to them and assisting in the adulteration of their realm by repatterning them to think like them. This is generally done out of ignorance but for a moment consider this:

Mother works hard and is stressed as she collects the kids from the babysitter as they’re wailing. At the time they need the most reassurance and affection she simply can’t provide because their cries are grating on the one last nerve she possesses as she attempts to direct her vehicle through heavy traffic. Father has had a worse day and is simply in no mood for this and seriously considers not going home directly and blowing off some steam instead with a few cool beverages but then reminds himself he made a promise to his wife to keep these tendencies in check and feels a welling sense of resentment and obligation. “I work damn hard to provide everything for her and these kids and she’s got the balls to tell me this? Why I should…” boils the inner dialogue as the pressure builds in his head as he sits in packaged carriage that smells of exhaustion and body odors as well as the all permeating psychosphere of those who feel similar to him but strive daily to keep it in as they live out a masked, inauthentic existence.

Pretty common situation, yes? Happens time and again all over the planet and is probably playing out in the minds of many playas of the Game of Souls at this very moment but lets not get maudlin. Instead we’ll consider the children. Lets say in this equation one is six and the sibling is half this minus one. Both are literally and metaphorically cutting their teeth in existence and they are generally unaware of their parents stress or anything else outside of them because they’re still rooted in Self meaning they are the center of everything and want all the attention, this instant.

How do you think these parents handle them, given what we know of their previous experience and current frame of reference? Now some may slide on another mask, that of Concerned Parent, as they coo and go through the motions of what they think is expected and appropriate but if you ask them they’ll readily admit their heart wasn’t in it and they’re doing it for the childs benefit. On the flip there are those who will scream and shout, the perennial war cry in their house “Stop crying. This instant!” and boy will they mean it because its not just the children and their constant need for attention, no. Its every single bad thing thats happened that day, week, year, heck the entirety of their existence and on top of that this sentient ball of cells that I bought into this realm is daring to act like this? Granted that part is generally unconscious but it certainly is authentic as a vein was tapped within that they themselves are scared of touching and there is a very deep metaphysical aspect to this which we’ll cover in another message. For now consider this:

The child knows instinctively within their parent is pedaling fakeness in the first scenario which has them offering a plastic grin as they sense it in their embodied awareness that there is a lot missing from this signal in contrast to entries they’ve previously filed in to their mental Rolodex that stores their experience and is the basis of the story they’ll tell themselves and then grow into when they become version Two point Oh of them. All of the neurosis and impingement, now with Twenty Three point Five percent less happiness! Welcome to the Game of Souls, you’ve just had a glimpse at a fundamental process which is rendered invisible due to inculcated ignorance and the reticence for Slaves to look within and wrestle with the root of their problems because, nine out of ten, its inception were when they were kids. Now picture this:

As much as you live in your head which swims with words, thoughts and concepts children are just a firmly anchored in to their feelings at the present moment. Its why one can yell and punish them for doing something that they later feel was excessive and feel guilt for overreacting as they go to their room to check on them and see they’re happily playing. The child filed that imperience but moved on to the next moment as all they known from when they’re born is how to be present. The job of the System and their parents is to teach them how dwell in their head instead, partially disconnected, with an awareness that flits from past to future events, fantasies and distractions. Anything but here and now because that feels quite hellish. Don’t believe? Take anyone over twenty six currently walking in this realm and place them in a room without distractions and stimulus for thirty minutes and see what happens. Actually you don’t need to do this because the results are obvious and this offers an immense hint about what I said.

Now imagine the body not as bones and flesh but an electronic circuit in which there are loads of light emitting diodes wired up to illuminate the entire thing from within. When we roll into this realm they are, as standard equipment, fully connected and this beams out as sheer confidence, presence and a powerful sense of engagement with the moment. Its something stunning to witness as the nature of osmosis means that which is overflowing in them blows the dust off your old circuits and, for a minute, they pulse within and you feel quite magnificent but then the old tricks and deception slide in and you look to the world for enlightenment. In the Adulterated these centers, which I call the Three Kingdoms, are partially activated every now and then. The thing is the child has a much larger Relative Scale of Impact which amplifies their presence and mixes it in with their illumination. You can try this imperiment to test for yourself as the results are often quite interesting:

Wait until your child is sprawled on the floor, totally enrapt in what they’re doing. Drawing is a good one because of the activate hemispheric dominance and the coherence it brings as the impulse pours through them and they’re concentrating to capture it and express it in their pic. Whilst keeping as much of a poker face as you can and not directing your awareness at them start bringing up all the rage, hate and stress of which you’ve got an abundance within and you’ll notice a moment when they look up at you with a quizzical expression as they’re trying to figure out what happened to the lightshow within that caused it to dim for no apparent reason. Babies evidence this well naturally if you don’t wish to try it as they automatically reject and cry in the presence of those who are incoherent as they literally generate a state of discomfort which is due entirely to the limits which resonance with them brings.

This is also a great reason to borrow a baby if you’re going to do a home viewing because they feelsee in an instant through the window dressing and get down to the energetic connection and expression of the building they’re in. Its all about coherence and we’re born naturally in it but so very few sustain this presence and its a thing of great sadness when you think of it.

Now because the Adulterated parent went through a similar process in which their deadened caregivers imposed their will, dealt with bills and the chagrin of having to eke out an existence which isn’t what they hoped, dreamed or expected they cause these natural lights to dim for reasons way to self serving and complex to add to this already hefty and weighty missive. Just know, this happened to you and out of ignorance you’ll propagate it on your kids as you install the same (if not worse) Patterns then send them out into this realm. This is the equivalent of a bird attaching pebbles to the wings of its chicks and then pushing them off the edge. Brutal image but it is what it is.

It takes around two and half decades for these lights to be fully extinguished. In general you can still find them, mostly present and correct in madmen, poets and mystics. For the former they strobe and pulsate like a discotheque as the imagery is pounding and pouring in from this dimension and the next and they are set adrift. Up the creek. In the deep end. This is a topic we’ll examine as we progress. The poet is often birthed in solitude, frequently prone to probing within as there are no others to provide distraction as they try to make sense of anothers actions or events and thus, by accident, they often trip a switch that shines its brilliance but they, in their darkness, comprehend not the medium as the rush to capture the message. The mystic comes in many forms and sees the nature of the illusion and picks his senses up and turns them within as he deprograms the Systems influence and releases the resistance that doesn’t serve him and ends up connecting to Self and thus reawakening the Inner Sense of innocence after sifting and discarding the Adulterants.

Oh, how the world hates them. All three really, if we’re being frank, because of the implications of their existence and the underlying processing the System did to shift the once internally glowing kids into shadows of themselves, trapped in a living hell of the Mind Made Prison that they dwell within and will deny with vehemence till their very end as they cling to foreign concepts, externally introduced to them, much the same way a drowning man would clutch a brick. Both are just as effective in speeding up their end and inhibiting any potential solutions. The System is nothing if not efficient in this sense, as it should be due to being refined, again and again, by those at the helm of realm and their intent for it and their subjects caught up in the Game of Souls and generally ignorant of this.

Now, getting back to the man of the house as he exits stinking carriage and can’t wait to tell his wife what he thinks of her constant nagging and impingement on the one bit of happiness he has left after she chased off all his friends and all but isolated him and rules with an iron fist which is subject to random whims and seemingly senseless shifts in which he always feels like he’s the problem. “After all I do for her, for them, this ungratefulness must end. I am a man, I deserve respect” he rehearses in his head. I’m going to say this, then she’ll say that and then I reply with this and she gets it then I win. He is still angry but its now tempered with a slight confidence and the beginnings of a grin as he, ever optimistic, sees the green shoots of a new way of living start to spring as he rounds the corner to his building and opens the door of their apartment.

Inside, its raining din. The baby is screaming, his wife looks at him and shoots a piercing glint as she says “Here, take this” and roughly drops their seed into his aching limbs as she heads off to deal with the kid who has been complaining endlessly about what her teacher said, another boy did and how its not fair. Plus on top of that her teeth are wobbling and this ones hurting, “Mummy can’t you please so something?”, as the baby in his arms starting wailing with a renewed vigorance and the pressure within builds up, inch by inch.

Nothing unusual about any of this, yes? Just another day in the world that is known well by many parents but this is exactly it. Its this incoherence between outward expression, internal sensation and the fact most adults are totally disconnected which at the root of all the problems that currently inhabit this realm. There is a coherence in this because if one asks the question “What is the source of this problem?” the answer invariably is:

Previous events“. Without getting into the mysteries of history where the truth was obscured and replaced by script its worth knowing this – Life on Earth was once great. People connected with each other, themselves and the planet whilst some nurtured the spark of higher consciousness into the purple flame of the alchemical process and offered guidance plus insight to the rest. All that was gone with the wind, water and fire as well and the same will happen again because the past is the future and there is no end when you’re living in 1/81 and this level of the Game, euphemistically called the Valley of the Plebs, represents an ebb in our collective awareness as we sink to the depths of ignorance and champion it as they way to live. Such is the price of being disconnected and its what happens when someone is trapped in a house where the lights long dimmed and they’re simply going through the motions, filling in days till death, whilst repeating the process for the generation called next as they instill Patterns and Programs to make them miserable as well.

Add on top of this the normalized narcissism which is a signal of the uptick to a transition of the playing field which will soon begin its shift from carbon to silicon in order to sow the seeds of this happening all again. Its why they say there is nothing new under the sun and why you knew the nature of an old devil well. The implications for what I’ve shared are immense if you can comprehend the message but to make a long story longer I’ll say this then jet:

To be in the world and not of it is the only sane response to the madness which is socially sanctioned and was then poured into your heads. Just being aware of this can make an immense difference as it generates options where previously there were click-whirr Patterns that did their thing and provided the illusion of thinking when you’re actually Thunking instead. Big difference. Even bigger implications when implied for the collective. Now, the root cause of your suffering can be traced back to your upbringing and the imperiences coded therein, the conclusions drawn from these events, what was repressed at great depths and that you wish you could forget as well the events that fractured in your inner realm and lead to the death of coherence as then the System piled in and caused your lights to dim and you join the rest, an Adulterated pleb. A Slave in my parlance as such a Soul is held captive by a great many things, least of all a (false) self and they form the overwhelming majority of the planet. Totally ignorant of this and resentful for anyone pointing it out whilst they seek fruitless solutions or engage in destructive habits.

If what I’ve said has caused a shift within, a twinkle of awareness, a recognizance like “Yes, yes, I’d felt something like this but couldn’t express it as eloquent” or just an “Interesting, I wonder where he’s going with this?” then congratulate your Self because you are one of the 8% and could fine well unleash the Warrior within, should you wish, and thus flip the script and that is where it gets very, very interesting as most of us are currently inactive. Why is this? The System. Its designed to prevent this resurrection and chooses to confine it instead to the land of myths and religion as opposed to here and now existence as the threat of the optimized, actualized and fully present signals an end to the reign of the midgets in front of whom you’re currently kneeling. To wrap it up real quick because I’ve waxed political, philosophical and metaphysic in this to no end:

How flexible are you willing to be? How far are you willing to examine your inner realm? If not for yourself (who can reap benefits immense via choosing Journeying as a way of solving the problems of existence) then for your kids?

See, this really is the test between who can sift the pure milk of wisdom from the Adulterating presence of the waters of ignorance which thins and renders unfulfilling what once naturally flowed without end from within. Know this, it can if you wish but just like it took twenty six years to dim your internal circuits you’ll have to overcome a lot of resistance to one again awaken and embody the child within. Its why it is quoted “Many are called, few chosen” as the elect select themselves and differentiate between the self with a small S and the Self which hears my message as its from there I’m speaking because real recognize real and the familiarity this brings we can spring from a living hell whilst uplifting everyone else and I genuinely do suspect that is the meaning of all of this and its endless recycling because if we, as a collective, currently the fail the test this stage brings there is no choice but to reset and do it all again.

In a nutshell the outer skin may be bitter and taste just like hell but those who digest the content find heaven within. Contrast that with the modern world that offers sweetness to your lips via its dizzying array of services and you try hard to ignore the fact it turns to poison, ingested, as you pay the price for choosing ignorance. By the way, you should accept none of this and actively attempt to challenge what I present as incorrect. You can start off by finding a reason for why all children, without exception, step in shining but this glow starts to dim around age six in ever increasing increments. Why is this? What is being said in a language the people don’t comprehend but feel, nonetheless? Could life truly be a Game of three halves in which most refuse to click that the ladies are tainted, I repeat, the ladies are tainted and dealing from a stacked deck using fake chips?

What if all of this I’ve said is simply one thread that, when grasped, reveals a massive decep that has implications that extend way beyond the flesh? What then? For many the very scale of this causes a state of petrifaction but others may just stop and comprehend how they got tricked in to accepting a life they never wished and the reason for such dream selling as well in which they tell that “One day, I’ll do it!”.

Except they won’t. And neither will your children. Unless you do the Knowledge, my friend… What if thats the main aim of the Game and the rest is but a distraction? Even if I’m not correct its still an option so why would you pick anything less than wisdom? I guess you’re either a thinker or follower in that respect.

Till we meet again

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