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Someone once asked me “Why can’t you just go with the flow? Why do you always have to go against the grain and drive everyone insane?“. I replied “No point in answering because you won’t get it anyway”. See, the thing with the half crazed is they think they’re fully sane as they’re well adjusted to the world and its ways which are profoundly sick, so what does that make them? See that? Thats where dissonance rears its head and says “We don’t want to think or view through that lens” because the thing with the truth is you know when you hear it because you feel it in your chest but most people have spent their life honing the skill of ignoring their inner realms till they no longer get the message as its numbed out of their wavelength.

Yeah, it sure is strange but the Warriors way can be defined in a simple statement:

Its about paddling upstream in a downhill world because thats where you feel you belong and you’ll do whatever it takes to ascend as the rest are quite content to sink to the depths of ignorance. Granted not only does the sea of other people get in the way but so do all of the obstacles they create that keeps them in that lane. Along the way there are bears who sit there and wait for just such a knave to come their way as they, the kings and queens celebrate their place and set the pace for those who congregate and have no idea why royals in reverse reveals their true aim. The last thing they expect is an Ace because at that point the charade they played is over because they know, he’ll go his own way because he’s not in phase with this crooked world and its ways. This, of course they hate because there are a few he meets on his way who have often thought the same way but never had the courage to about face and see what lies if they brace themselves against the current and go where their Inner Sense takes them. Most are worried and scared about not only the world out there but the one within and are so desperate to fit in that they’ll acquiesce and give into the whims of others who know less than them and then reason it off with “Eh, its all sink or swim and its not my problem so lets see where we’re heading”. Right into a whirlwind of ignorance like lemmings and a cliff which is what they intend but by then its too late for those who drift through a vapid existence filled with endless distractions because they never once stopped to think aka Know the Ledge:

“Who built this? For what reason do we swim according to the voice in our head when it seems so foolish and in direct contradiction to what I can feel in my limbs as my chest carries a different message“.

There is a schizophrenic edge that filets societies best before they even get a chance of developing an inkling that somethings wrong with the mission they’ve been sent and the rest never stood a chance because they’ve got the acumen of house plants. Actually thats a slight to the flora and fauna in this Game because they’ve shown, time and again, that they have a wisdom we should celebrate and a few of the fun guys even pack within the tools required to leap beyond this dimensional experience and yet people still don’t get what it means to be in the flesh, what was before and what to expect as they’re caught up in the moment whilst doing their best trying to avoid having to think for themselves because the pressure is immense when 8 billion swim with their head up their rear end and no one dare mention: “Why is it so dark and whats that awful smell?”, hence:

Paddling upstream in a downhill world thats two stops removed from hell because even if the devil were to stroll in from the wings and say “Surprise!” they still wouldn’t believe him or the truth about this realm because the programming that was poured in which said “Swim, little fish, swim and then at the end you’ll get a helping of the best you’ve never had and won’t you be so glad that you listened to what we said?”. The horse in animal farm believed the same thing. Right up until the pigs turned him into glue sticks but by then it was too late hence:

Paddling upstream in downhill world because thats where my Inner Sense says I’ll find what I’m seeking since I first started questioning the narrative, back when that led to the lightshow of sperm and egg on this spin aka rendering the the in, visible. See, thats the real big bang as we are everything and thus you observe the invisible rendered visible as it dips in resonance (much like we only decode a tiny slice of the EM spectrum and mistake our delusion for clear vision) like a cloud overhead that rains and falls before being frozen as a sentient snowman who thinks:

“I am this form, this shape and limits. We accept the ways of the holy coal and then the spirited carrot comes next. Death to the infidels who choose to do the opposite with their weird rituals and such things. They are all together wicked and the world will be better once we kill them as he hath favored our undertakings!”.

Kind of foolish when seen from the view of true sentience, yes? Hence paddling upstream in a downhill world, my friend. Getting back to how you ended up here with flesh wrapped around unfinite sentience:

The embryo shifts and resonates through all kinds of shapes before finally settling on the image in which man is made. But, we’ve been trained to see only one end of the scale as it carries a heavy weight and that is what the illusory yet sensate world creates. On the other end of this is what never dips in its ascent even though it sees so well this realm as this is the higher aspect of your Self that makes it all happen. Think of it like this:

Imagine a glove puppet gained sentience and had enough forbearance and presence to examine his circumstance it would quickly intuit that there is something within which commands its motions and extends far beyond where it ends which would leave it quite perplexed. If it turned, on the other hand, to its friend in the show and said “Are you sure we’re independent and not controlled by a something else?” you can be sure his reply would fit in the shape of this sentence:

“Why can’t you just go with the flow? Why do you always have to go against the grain and drive everyone insane?”. See, the thing is people hate anything that threatens the way they’ve been taught to Thunk it is because the mind virus which infects the living releases antibodies which kill peoples Spiritual Immune Systems and that (in this sense) means that which extends beyond the physical realm and thus they are puppets of their own ignorance and how they choose to spend their attention ergo free thought is a threat for those who can’t afford to pay attention as it swiftly brings in the puppet strings that have them, their friends, family and kids, dancing.

Nobody can admit that. Not even to themselves as it feels like a slight against their intelligence but what if thats the trick, my friend?

The nature of the program is that most will accept the script they are handed and its solidified before they hit ten laps around the sun. For many, thats it – they’re done. After that they’re merely painting the door or changing the fence as to knock down the building and examine upon what its been built comes as an immense threat to themselves, their parents and heritage as “This is what they did and who am I to question it?” – even if they, themselves, are totally miserable, dripping in coping mechanisms and generally hate every facet of their existence. This is the power of learned helplessness aka why tazed dogs sit in a cage they could escape, if they wished. Such is the power of conditioning, my friend. For some the reason why they were legally forced to spend nearly two decades sitting still and looking ahead as they regurgitate what another said on the test for praise and acumen starts to make sense. For others I’m simply singing to the deaf. 81/11/8. Get in where you fit in as class is in session:

They are shackled up alone within the bars of their Mind Made Prison but they refuse to accept the truth because of the implications therein (and lack of examination) so the go with flow, content in the misery of fitting in and taking what little reprieve they can get as they’re watched over by the queen and king who look at the joker and grin as he is the one who bought them in to this realm with the tricks he excels in. After why do you think the circus has three rings and some people find clowns so terrifying? Could it be the link with the machine elves people said they’ve Witnessed when under the influence of a trip and, inadvertently, set a trap that others can’t wait to fall in as it never seems to click that get what you expect, in and out of the flesh as its an entirely mental realm and I mean that in both senses of the word which is why intent is the high card in the deck and one you can play everywhen as it can take you where you wish as long as you know exactly what you’re asking.

And that, in a nutshell, is the problem, See, people have little trust for themselves and yet are implicitly believing that voice in their head. So much so that they forget that there was a time when it wasn’t present and instead there were fresh tactile signals, waves of emotion and other blips that washed and coursed throughout their awareness which was totally fresh, each moment, and constantly changing. Then it became stagnant aka Adulteration. You were cut off from lifes inherent radiance so they could send you a light bill instead and thats the whole “Head in rear end” thing as it took the first, single digit, stretch to ensure you were artfully broken and the next chunk prepped you to run the treadmill and what comes next is as you expect for most just accept what they said without ever stropping to check the intent. Madness, isn’t it?

The truth of this is Self evident as its why babies cry in the presence of those who are dark within, no matter how much they try and grin as they fawn over them. They feel what consumes the other as a threat to their resonance and make their presence felt via their yelps and cries for attention. There is a much deeper level to this which is a Bright and Dark Souls thing which hints at the true problem of why the wounded womb hurts the seeds it brings in but that is another topic. Up until about three to six you’ll note the glow starts to dim and after that it progresses at a rate, exponential, as they fall for the spells and rights of cursive along with countless other rituals the king and queen wave over their Slaves to ensure they never click the true nature of the grift. Then comes the Ace aka one who has awakened the Warrior within. They are often classed using words like “Difficult, just won’t listen, thinks he knows everything and refuses to settle” as their school report often says:

“Is intelligent but far too easily distracted and frequently disruptive” ranging to “Is a a flat out menace who all the teachers detest and can’t wait to teach him a lesson“. This is the same reason you find that those who progress more and more in the realm academic tend to become equally rigid in their mindsets which is something echoed in plenty of sub Reddits where people constantly gaslight each other into the reality tunnels they accepted, back when, even if it makes them miserable. Something something company thats kept etc etc, yes?

Its all an elaborate trick but you already knew this and yet most won’t admit it to their Self because of the implicit threat that it brings to the predator of consciousness who actually sits at the helm and controls their actions in, and beyond, this realm because its via your tacit investment and acceptance of its illusions that you’ll get reskinned and then, join the rest. Paddling downstream takes no effort. Heck, they even reward you for it but what if the contraption they spent nearly two decades training you to handle isn’t your friend and is part of the problem? I’m speaking about your internal OS, my friend, as there was a time when people leapt into the currents of consciousness and felt the waves against their skin as they learned to swim and, eventually, they built boats for their own amusement to go on further treks as a collective but this imperative was flipped then pimped into the modern social thing which is, currently, being razed to the ground so they can rebuild man in the image of Techno Sapiens hence why now, more than ever, it would behoove one to get paddling upstream in a downhill world because once people start sexing robots (which they will) then its a wrap for finding the exit as they’ll slow the process of death by extending the teleomere limit and all types of tricks so that voice in your head extends its reign and we become localized biocircuits in a global web which descends from another realm with an intent most dare not comprehend aka the arm in your rear end that made you its puppet, back when.

How much of your reality exists solely in your head? How many of your concepts have you dared to research the opposite perspective on? Can you pretend to be that which you detest in order to see via their lens? If your best friends internals and character were scooped out and placed within the flesh of one you hated would it change your relationship or would things still kick like they did? These are the types of things I’ve been wondering since back when as I didn’t have a choice but learn to paddle as those who step in with a mission etched in their chest are the first targeted via this System of suppression that makes beasts of men and then puts the beats on them. Its so brutally efficient and unfeeling, yes? That is why, in order to find liberation, one must be totally disconnected hence the reverse confessions of the Kemetians who clicked they’re the cloud and anything they try and stick to the snowman is, at best, an illusion and, worst, evil minded deception from a cruel intent that uses ignorance as a weapon against those it made like this.

I share this in the hope that something clicks and you’re inspired to think whilst its still an option because once that new and improved wetware kicks in via low level augmentation of your thought process its a wrap for those plugged in as the kings, queens and jokers will seem invisible whilst everyone belongs to everyone else instead and the Ace will be, stealthily, removed from the deck as people will be born well adjusted to the System and what it says. And yet, even then, there are those who will find ways to get around all of this because the thing with the Warrior within is he is akin to a concrete rose that cracks the pavement to announce his presence and thus people cannot help but pay attention as it awakens something powerful and primal within them that, currently, is hidden beneath layers upon layers of conditioning, willful ignorance and as many coping mechanisms as they can handle.

Some coals had no chance but become diamonds. You could say its why I push the pen as I’m built for this. You may be as well, my friend, and capable of even more than you expect but unless you start paddling upstream and daring to go against the grain then who can tell what gifts lie within? What, actually, keeps you in the grip of a life unexamined beyond the voice in your head, the inertia it begets and a near total ignorance of what kicks beneath the surface as they, handily, never mentioned such things on the official syllabus where you spent nearly two decades learning how to be well adjusted to such immense social sickness that it becomes invisible to the fish who are now acclimatized to the hallucinogenic toxin that is pumped into their environment and they accept as natural when it clearly isn’t.

Do the Knowledge, my friend. If not for nothing else then to prove my view incorrect as I’m ready to hear you on FM.

Till we meet again

The character you are playing in the Game isn’t you any more than an actor on a set reciting a script. In many ways what you see on the screen is a down to Earth approximation of reality that is written, edited and then performed in a condensed version as they use the same principles and methods but project a compressed image for your digestion. Much like anything you consume there is what you excrete and what you keep plus the factors that attract you are often because they scratch an itch, deep within, that most aren’t even aware exists. For example, look over your favorite feature presentations with a pad a pen and list the traits you wish to exhibit as well as other points of resonance and after a few hits you’ll start noticing a specific resonance to your Self.

Its a very, very elegant trick because, as I’ve mentioned before, those who place these false idols who are artificially elevated humans given the names of “star” are actually treat like rats by the team behind them as they say “We pulled you from the gutter where you were nothing and gave you all of this”. Everyone is pulled by various strings in this realm and the ones behind the curtains know the oldest tricks because they pushed the pen when they wrote the book. Its why they’re as ancient as they are effective because the basic psychodrama of the human experience rarely shifts. In that respect all stories are but one story:

The Hero’s Journey.

Much like we all have the same bones but the flesh draped on them varies from person to person such is the script you live because it follows a nearly identical blueprint for all of us. Some people fall at one hurdle, others resist the call the adventure and most are content watching someone else live the life they wish they could manifest. This is why celeb worship and holding any mortal higher than your Self is so destructive because its akin to taking your latent potential as a seed and handing it to the energetics of an image so they can tend to it. End result? You get nothing beyond ninety minutes of amusement that pads out a life of boredom which is etched with the statement “There must be more to this, surely?“.

Yes, there most definitely is. In many ways these whims were trained out of you as a kid because the nature of the System is to create obedient Slaves that are so well adjusted to their programming that they don’t question what “second nature” keeps hidden. That is your primal instinct. I call it Inner Sense and this is the reason why pretty much all children step into this realm with the wish to do it big and make something of themselves and instead become just like their parents. In that respect society as it stands at the present moment is a perfect reflection of most peoples inner realms so the fragmentation and conflict combined with an immense appetite for distraction ensures many will trudge from the cradle to the grave without ever truly discovering their purpose.

Not for nothing was it said that there are two very important moments in the flesh and they are when you were born and when you find out the reason. This is your calling. Let me give you an example:

In every group there is a standout. The one that garners the most attention. They usually have a friend they call best because their personalities sync or they’ve been together since kindergarten. Resonance is very important but it can also be a destructive mistress because those who gather around this beacon do so as a form of energetic syphoning and to feel better about themselves via the association. This is actually the same Game that is played out when it comes to those who are draped from head to toe in expensive brands and constantly flaunt their status symbols as they are actually giving away their power to someone else. Stop and think, would a designer wear your name across his chest and be proud of it? Obviously not, there is something else at play that remains unexamined.

She was in her early twenties when we met as I knew her mother best and the bobo that we kicked was often repeated at home as they sat and talked about their day. “I’ve got to meet him” she said. So she did. She was direct like that and this is what her friends found so attractive because she oozed confidence without having to flaunt it or do things that screamed for attention. That itself is very, very seductive because a rising tide lifts all ships ergo those who floated in her wake found themselves feeling better about themselves because she was very nurturing and had an immense sense of loyalty as well. Great traits, yes? Sure, but they are also quite destructive when it comes to Self realization as you tend to become an aggregate of those you spend most time with.

One day we’re talking and she said she was going to drop out of college and get a job instead. Her mother was dead against it because she knew she was smart as a whip and wanted more from her youngest daughter than wage slaving in the corporates but all her friends were doing it and they had so much more money to spend. My intuition had picked up on her state of abundance as well as the way she nurtured them and I said “Why do I get the feeling you’d make an excellent medical professional?”. Her jaw dropped as this was something she’d never mentioned but, ever since her childhood, she’d been fascinated with this field and its what she most wanted. Thing is all of her friends were a bit dim in comparison and couldn’t see the bigger pic that comes from investing in your Self at a young age in order to reap higher dividends at a later stage of the Game.

The words and emotions poured out of her as she pointed out the sync because her mother and father had said the same thing. “When three people independently point out a trait or skill that would be perfect its usually a hint that you should develop it“. She nodded her head in agreement as she could see the logic. “But med school takes ages” she’d lament as she balanced her options. “Look, do you know why they all hang around you? Its not because your parents give you the most freedom and let them come over to their home whenever they wish. Its because they secretly want to be you but will never admit it”. She protested and started to reel off a list of things she liked about them but when pressed to examine which way the scales tipped in terms of giving and taking the truth became obvious. Secretly she enjoyed the power and dominance her presence gives as the center of attention but used what they projected to shower them with nurturing. Pretty much the opposite of these celebs most people worship as whilst they hang on their every words and image they themselves couldn’t care less about the nameless and faceless as long as they keep paying to see them handle their business.

I sketched out her future using a stack of coins and said “Imagine you get a freshly minted pound coin every day. As you currently live a life that is partially focused your investment for a month looks like this“. I made a pile of ten coins that were doubled and took the other twenty off the desk. “In comparison their lives are like this” as I left five that were singles and randomly spread. “That is the price you pay for a lack of dedication. Now, lets pretend for a moment that you spent every waking moment focused on one goal, one task, one intent. Then it would look like this” pointing at thirty coins stacked end to end that were towering over the handful that were spread. Her eyes got big as the message hit its intended target. “Now, by the power of compounding can you imagine the vantage you’d envision if you put the work in for a decade and change. Better yet lets think of the level your children would be born into in comparison with what you’ll get running round with these skets who base their entire worth and value on whats between their legs as there is nothing in their heads”.

“Thats pretty harsh” she said, quick to run to their defense, but I could tell that was just an old habit because the example was so visceral. “Within five years, tops, they’ll be single mothers complaining about their ex, stuck in jobs which are dead ends and you, you’ll be right there with them but way more miserable because you know, deep down within, you are capable of far, far greater things. The question is, how badly do you want it?”. I gave her an example of a local girl turned celeb that they all worshipped because she came from the same environment and made it to the A List. “Do you think she wasted even a moment that deviated her from her goal or spent time with people that weren’t in alignment with her thinking to actualize her potential? Of course she didn’t. Thats why she made it. I can see your skills. The saddest part is you can as well but we’re in an environment that doesn’t encourage anyone to think big, lest they rise above their station, because they’re perfectly content with the discontent of being just another pleb”.

She had nothing to say in response to this. What do you think happened next? Thats right, she quit. See, we only spoke on the here and there because, nine times out of ten, she was with her friends and they simply weren’t capable of comprehending these type of things because they lived for the weekend and as many free drinks as they could get from the boys thirsting after them. “Beauty fades. Brains are eternal and the choices we make now have immense consequences” I said, pointing at the stack of coins on the desk. “You know, this is why I like talking to you. You get it”. “And they don’t. How often do you have to dumb your Self down in order to fit in with them? Haven’t you ever asked them why they constantly recycle the same handful of topics, again and again, as they fawn over celebs that live as they wished. You are far, far more capable than all of them put together and they are, in effect, leeching your potential because each time you misspend that pound of attention you were gifted with to uplift them you’re actually preventing your Self from reaching your true potential”.

“Thats really depressing” she emoted with a slight shake of her head. And yet the message had rang loud and clear like a bell. For a few months she kept up the steam and focused more on her studies than them but they complained about her distance and how she seemed to have no time for them. End result? She dropped out and grew to become just like them, much to the chagrin of her parents. You can lead em to water but you can’t make em think if they continually sink back into the resonance of what makes them comfortable because excellence happens in isolation.

This is the secret reason why people are fascinated with these false idols as they get to feel a little bit of them reflects in their image as they emulate their way of talking, thinking and dress. All surface level approximations of one who is, fundamentally, inauthentic. The entire celeb worship thing is a huge coping mechanism that works really well due to the whole cult of personality thing that is the basis of all religions. Same script, different dress. Thats why it is so, so effective as its pretty much ingrained in the heads of all that plug in to the Matrix at this point in the Game.

Nothing is worse than unrealized potential because if you’ve got the voltage and waste it its far worse than one who never possessed it in the first place. A contrary example was this kid that lived down the street who had buck teeth and a sickly pallor to his skin. Nerd describes him best and the most attention he got at school was from the bigger kids bullying him so he spent a lot of his time in the digital realm which was where he felt at home with his peers as they all encouraged each other to excel. His talent was programming. Well, I use that word loosely as his skills weren’t earthshaking or amazing in any respect. Mediocre at best. What he did have was an abundance of dedication and a strong desire to win in one area of life that actually made him feel nice about himself.

“Look at this” he said as he drew my attention to an application he’d coded that was getting crazy hits as everyone downloaded it and complimented him on how wonderful it is because it made their life more simple. That really is it, isn’t it? We all crave convenience but how many are willing to invest in what it takes to create something that scratches an itch in the populace that no one else is serving? Not many.

Moral of the story is that this Self confessed geek struck it rich as he ended up moving to the capital after being headhunted for his skills and got to live a life of fulfillment. May have even got some of the suns rays on his pasty white skin and fixed his overbite as well once he’d generated the dividends. I can’t call it in that respect but do know that his timing was perfect because this was back when the iPhone was first getting traction and people with the right skills were printing money with their talents. The girl, in contrast, ended up a single parent that works shifts in a coffee bar because she gets to talk to people and uplift them with her nurturing spirit. Her friends come in on the reg to have a sip and chatter as well and that will be her life until she’s in the ground, dead. I say all of that to say this:

There are various versions of you that are awaiting activation. I’ve often impressed this upon the minds of those who’ll listen via the equivalent of saying their consciousness has gears that can shift and screaming around in first with the engine redlining in youth is testament to their ignorance and near total lack of Knowledge. The nerd got it. Mainly because he had no other options but intuitively gravitated to those just like him because they’d all be flexing their skills because only steel sharpens steel in the end hence if you’re the smartest in the room then there is your problem. Pushing the pen to share this I do wonder if she ever looks at the coins she’s counting at the end of the shift and considers the towering life she could’ve created because the mind is like water and will take the shape of whatever its poured in. Add into the mix that you become an aggregate of those you spend most time with along with the fact that the hood instills no sense of deferred gratification as the concept is so alien to those barely surviving and you’ll see why so many people are living lives of quiet desperation as the wackest version of themselves.

On the flip there was a lady who was in a similar predicament as she’d hit the wall in terms of looks and hated her predicament so started some nightschooling on top of her dead end job in the office. End result? Nothing insanely impressive or ground shaking but she ended up with a life that managed to play the cards she’d been dealt and squandered due to poor decisions and a lack of guidance into something that was far more rewarding as she retrained in a new profession that was far more in alignment with her true potential and thus escaped her default mode of programming by rewriting her OS.

This tale is exceedingly common, around the ends. Many are called but few choose themselves. For what, exactly, are you waiting to make it happen?

Till we meet again

Whilst I have said that watching the news is bad for your health it does pay one to remain informed. Not of the narrative. No, take that media glitz and throw it in the bin. Context, not content, my friend. Take this quote from one who knows the Beast, well, and sat at the helm:

Quite telling, yes? In many ways we were born into a spiritual war that is fought on many levels in the same instance. This is why I beat the drum of Inner Sense for those who hear me on FM because if you don’t, you wish you did when you see the world they’re currently building and how it will stand on the rubble of all you currently take for granted. What do I mean by this? Its of no importance, its what you think, in the end, that is vital to comprehend. Challenge your thoughts, research the opposite, ask “Who profits?” and you may just find that all roads lead to those who killed the prophets, stone dead, then fragmented those who followed by covert infiltration, subversion and manipulation of those hypnotized by symbols and what they say they rep versus what they’re actually doing. I know, it can seem a head trip but what do you expect when reality plays out inside your consciousness?

We are living in historical times, my friend. Either you get it or are too busy running the treadmill to give an F. What if I told you that this was built for exactly that reason because silence is consent ergo a simple “No” can work wonders as its the equivalent of throwing a wrench in a machine, so slick, that people take its thoughts and dress them in their own skin. Hoo! Say it with me people. Hoooooooooooooooo!

Now, granted, for the 81% this is nigh on impossible to comprehend as a) there are limits in their heads, b) the voice within will not tolerate this and c) they’re simply too tired to care. Apathy is a dangerous spell and it can make hell seem heaven sent as long as you keep blaming someone else when, in reality, you are complicit in your own oppression. Thats a pretty wild trip which means we are, in effect, engaging in spiritual S&M. Who is cracking the whip that bounces off your rear end if not your (false) self? Discern the difference between the voice, yammering, and the one who listens as only one is eternal. The other shifts like the sands around a Bedouin and, much like Plato said, this reps the Cave within which your Inner Sense is currently imprisoned. I Know because I have escaped its grip and chose to come back again to help those who hate their life as it is but cannot find any solutions. The problem is only 8% are capable of implementing this as the brainwashing of the 11 is so dense, so all encompassing, that to question the narrative sounds like you’ve got tinfoil wrapped around your head.

Why do you believe what you believe? Is it serving your best or are you, in end, a proponent of a System that gives not an F about your health, wealth and happiness? A bitter pill, for certain, but the honey is there, within, for those who can digest and look beyond the surface. Talk to those you disagree with but use an open ment as its the sign of a broad mind that can entertain that which he disagrees with. On the flip, don’t let the angle be so intense that your brain falls onto the pavement as you yell the “Its a school! My Spirit is growing with each step” as these are lies the disempowered tell to those as weakened as them as they commence circle jerking. This is why I’ve said the internet is a weapon and the wise see the truth which lies beyond their silicon friend who covets nothing else than total domination of their consciousness.

You have to fight to survive because if you are not progressing you’re regressing and this infantile state can be seen, real well, in cancel culture and the whole concept of triggering because he who makes you mad is your Master, in the end. Question why this is. Why is that particular spot so sensitive? If you had been taken in by a trick that had pimped countless generations before you incarnated would you like to become aware of keep investing dividend in the original Four One Nine blueprint? Take it from a real Prince that lives his lyrics:

Awakening is a lonely thing as you can expect those you classed as kith and kin to rail against your unnumbing as they yelp that what you feel is incorrect:

“Who are you gonna believe? Me or your lying eyes?” they yell as they point to their sacred traditions and label you an infidel. Listen, I’m not saying take all of it and throw it in the bin. Far from it. Examine with a critical lens and see how your thoughts shape your actions which mold your perceptions on what to expect because this entire realm plays out inside your consciousness and the spiritual war that I hinted at is nothing less than a battle between the forces of good and evil. Not to get too dramatic but you can tell who is at the helm, at present, yes? There is no denying this but they Know ye better than you Know your Self and that is an immense problem for anyone who is ignorant of the potential that languishes within as its shackled to a contraption that believes the narrative of those who parade symbols in front of the flame which keeps hid the fact that its a poor approximation of the sun, shining overhead. Let go, gain everything.

For many, reading, this can feel like a fate worse than death as they possess (or is that, are possessed?) by the “I am John of House Smith and this is what I believe in ergo it must be correct” that barely scratches the surface of their magnificence and is, in many ways, the source of their problems. Push the pen, look within, ask the eternal child what it thinks and then take in that scrawl in ink which shows what you left behind, back when, as they pumped “Sit still! Look ahead” into your developing awareness which formed a callous of consciousness that manifests as aches and pains below the neck that constantly shift. The world is talking, are you listening? If so, what is said offers immense hints as we can tell most are not comfortable in their skins and COVID was a great example of this as people were drunk by Twelve PM in order to make it bearable. Red in tooth and claw, is the simulation…

To truly feel among the numb one must run the risk of ostracization and if this brings isolation, then so be it. In my own, personal, example I went from an immense social circle that I ring led with observations that came from doing the Knowledge to spending vast chunks of time by my Self. An amazing thing happened when the distractions vanished as I came face to faceless with what dwells beneath the surface. Some of my worst fears were confirmed and once I unwrapped them what shone from within was a state of total bliss as I learned to unconditionally accept my Self as a perfect reflection of the Prime, pre-existing, of whom I am an aspect made flesh and born into the land of confusion at a time of immense shifts. We are the ones for whom we’ve been awaiting. As much as I would have liked a savior to swoop in and save me from the life of pain I lived I comprehended, back when, this would never happen ergo the key to my sanity was always in my grip but the most ironic bit was when it clicked the door to the cell was never locked and I simply sat there, in ignorance, awash in coping mechs and all types of distractions. Read this missive about the allure of a VR headset and why the one eyed king is praised by the blind who don’t comprehend he pulled a trick to slide a world over their vision. Implicit in this riddle is ignorance and how most are simply so tired and exhausted that they might as well be barely animated corpses that shuffle on strings, invisible, that manipulate them from within. Its why I’ve said fear is a street sign on the way to healing so nod you head and keep on stepping as you only create the Path by walking.

There is a famous pic of a man who refused to salute a dictator in his presence that I used at the head of this article and it was chosen for a reason for it matters not if you stand in front of a tank, Tiananmen, or are the same on a quest to meet the wizard with a request to animate what you feel should beat within. Hear it? Thats the Psylense, my friend. It never left, always present as ye are it and it is thee, incarnated. Thats an immense gift so why not pull the loose thread and see what happens? Even if your intent is to disprove what I said as its all French to thee comprehend that not all language spells are romantic, in the end as there is a reason I said Devilish is quite wicked and pernicious due to what it does to your consciousness hence why it tops the list of the traits of the Slave, mentioned elsewhen. Get back to nature, spend time off the web, be more discerning about what you consume, play with the variables in your grip, examine your thought process and see if they truly help or is your old way akin to buying mince, onions and things then whipping in the kitchen only to yell “Where the F is my rice pudding?“. Garbage in brings, what? Are you getting my drift or is my singing to the deaf not passing the limits they accept on themselves?

What would you do if you were me? Would you disconnect and, in private, keep doing what you did and say “F em. Thats their problem” or would you step back into the breech, once again, and spread the gospel to the apostles who don’t yet comprehend they are their own saviors but currently dressed in the roles and reciting scripts that place their power outside of them due to the immense manipulation their lineage endured for generations to make the world how it is? I know, that can seem like a hell of a head trip that is akin to requesting you rip out the foundations of your life, as it is, but what if you were locked in a Cave when a whole beach was awaiting? This is the “familiar newness” you’ve heard me mention as each Soul that comprehended and put that work in did turn with a grin as they said:

“You know what? When we first met I thought you were off your head but something made me listen and actually reality test your perspective and whilst I can’t say I agree with the whole “Game we play using our Souls as credits” there are other bits I hear on FM as well as certain things I, my Self, have discovered and these I’m sharing with anyone who’ll listen as its so addictive to live a life, unpredictable, after unleashing the creative that was shackled in chains of pain, shame and regret I dared not face or vent until your provocative conversations hit the nail on the head and forced me to ask my chest if there actually was more to this beyond what they print on the tin?”.

Such are the words of the man made of metal that he came to comprehend was simply the armor used by a calloused consciousness to keep him from resonating with the all of everything. That, my friend, is the Matrix, in a nutshell and if you want to transcend one must first step in to the darkness as this place you fear and dread is where they hid your greatest strength and made you yell at the infidels as the true cause of the problem when, in reality, they are naught but reflections. Declare war on the (false) self. Stop its resonance with what broadcasts on Pirate AM with its low level mess of filth and degradation that spells out the blueprint of what power is in ascent and is, at present, petrified of a mass awakening so its various agents, from politicos to celebs, lay on thick the narrative as they fawn at the feet of Mammon and attempt to fill the emptiness which is a hallmark of Adulteration. None of those old things worked, anyway, so why not try something else?

Know the Ledge, my friend, as only you can, in the end and should this moment slip through your fingertips you have no one else to blame but yourself for living, dying, getting mindwiped and back again into a fresh shell where they’ll do it all again as lifes greatest secret is you are far more powerful than they said because this entire realm wouldn’t exist without your presence and the glow of Inner Sense from each child, fresh, who steps in stands as testament to what I said and thats why it dims, real quick, past the age of six as they fall into step with their parents and are prepared to run the treadmill as well in a world, well adjusted, to mass sickness which may just be a symptom of this floating insane asylum the inmates took over, back when.

Remember, silence is consent but Psylense hears everything as it sees with greater depth aka upping your res and its only then the Game begins as the rest is a mere distraction. Get free or thrive trying, that is my message.

The great war begins and the rivers certainly will run red but why wait to regret when you could make better choices instead but until you are aware of what they are beyond the Click-Whirr in your head then what term but Slave describes you best?

Do the Knowledge.

Till we meet again