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“How do you stay so thin?” I asked him as a child after noticing that he looked the same now as he did back when in an old image. Eyes twinkling he said “Eat two spoons less than your hunger. Thats it“.

I really had to think about this as it was the complete opposite of plate scraping admonishments most children are given if they don’t fill their stomachs which may or may not be as big as their vision. For a while I ignored it, indulged in excess and gained the appropriate corpulence as expected when one uses eating as a coping mechanism. And then, one fine day, what he said made perfect sense. In that respect its all a question of coherence because the world trains one to excess and makes it seem like the ideal standard when in reality, it isn’t. If it were then why are the people we see waddling around these days not happy? By the way, have you clicked the trick they’ve pulled in terms of sizes, furnishings and vehicles? They’re all massive now compared to what they were a few decades ago and its all part of the grift that is designed to hide the fact that most people are mad chunky these days due to the ways they’re eating.

Not just food really but all kinds of indulgence because there once was a time you watched an ep and waited, now bingeing is the standard. Same with doom scrolling and rest because these apps (and food like substances) are designed to be addictive. I started trawling my memory banks for more impulses of old country wisdom that were in tune with a different standard of living and I realized the man in question never ate anything that wasn’t freshly prepped and before a morsel had passed his lips he took a moment to appreciate it. Odd for a man that wasn’t in the slightest religious but it makes perfect sense because he was preparing his system for the food coming in whilst showing his gratitude for the fact he was eating and drawing a line under all forms of thinking to thoroughly savor the moment. No wonder he was filled by much smaller portions. It all makes sense, in retrospect.

To the modern world moderation is an obscenity and yet how few of them click that in all their excess they’ve found no happiness beyond the scope of the distraction they can afford due to the lifestyle they live. Lets forget about the cumulative effects on their health and mental wellbeing for a moment and just concentrate on the mindless shoveling. In that respect they could have a veritable banquet in front of them but the fact they aren’t present means nothing is registering on their senses as it could because they’re always thinking of whats next or comparing with past events and thus can’t appreciate the moment.

The gent in question was an immense fan of lentils. All vegetables in that respect because whilst he ate meat as well he said “The test of a true chef is how much they can do with less” because he was raised in times and climes where flesh was here and then whereas the land they tilled was plentiful and freely shared its harvest. That links in another aspect, seasonal eating. A lot of whats on your shelves as fresh isn’t and some has actually been on the planet longer than a child who has just discovered crawling. Disturbing, isn’t it? And thats before we get into the altered genetics, chemical additions, methods to kill weeds and things as well as radiation bursts before shipping and a host of other things. Safe to say that the food you eat these days may look ripe but its pure fakeness as its lacking in vibration, vitality and vigor. In that respect you consume more and get less. How fitting for the modern age…

You know you can grow quite a lot in not a little bit of space? Its also quite calming as you’re connecting to the planet and nourishing that which will gladly provide the same. The art of moderation takes many forms because one who celebrates and does backflips that a girl likes him is the same that will become depressed when she moves on with the next who isn’t as emotional and thus presents more of a challenge for the feminine principle. Its wild, isn’t it? How back to front and inverted everything is. Its almost like we’ve been faultily programmed, en masse, and most never stopped to question it. Truly, if what you’re doing isn’t generating the life you wish or expected then isn’t that a good time for a reality check?

Thing is most people are like cattle that are prodded by external expectations and thus possess less within as their concepts of self are referential and not internally begetting their definition. Such people, the fat of the land, see moderation as a sin because they’re all about the super duper size me portion and a second helping chased down with an antacid and a handful of pills their doctor says will cure their ills. Are you starting to see the nature of the scam? They’re all in on it. Big business, Big pharma, Big media – heck all the bigs – want to make you as obese as them whilst psycho spiritually bankrupting your true potential via the art of misdirection that sings “Get them consumed on their own consumption by offering just a little of what it is they think they’re wanting and they’ll create a habit of a lifetime which is death in ever increasing portions”.

Whoops, looks like the cat is out of the bag in that respect because anyone with three eyes in their head can see the truth of this premise as its what makes tills ring because one says “Purchase this, it will make you attractive” so you do and nothing happens so you listen to the other limb, preaching “With shiny of visions of happiness and bliss in a form that is as delicious as it convenient, you should eat this because you’re special and deserve it”. But then they’re not feeling much beyond a lightly spread terminal illness and, not wishing to change their habits, they speak to the medicine man (as sponsored by corporate interests) who prescripts them whatever the salesman told him would generate the most dividends and is the latest in patented tech and advancements. To them the art of moderation is the greatest sin because it can place a dent in their bottom line and the last thing they want is a Self aware populace that dwell in the Knowledge and thus make the optimal decisions about their nutrition and lifestyle in accordance with a greater inner resonance and state of coherence.

In such a world the brands spells and other magic woven by their stick would be totally ineffective because anyone can make things complicated but it takes a genius to remain simple and get the message across to your awareness. Hint, hint you are this. At your base and most fundamental essence. That which I call Inner Sense and its presence is the complete antithesis to these corporate shenanigans as evidenced by the times, back when, when a child would get an expensive gift and have more fun with the box it came in due to their imagination and what they could make it. Once this is absent, missing, presumed dead, then its open season for the pimping of the Adulterated as they’ll line up for any type of solution, pills and potions to generate the restitution of what they can only do from within:

Reconnection. Its not called re-membering for nothing as you once were in but then exited your consciousness and chose instead to dwell on the outskirts of your mind with a life that stands as testament to the facts of all I’ve said. Are you listening? Are you willing to make that change? Can you see that if the way you’d done things was effective you wouldn’t be feeling such a mess and pretending hard it isn’t obvious?

Two spoons less can generate an abundance but such simple out things hint at a far more profound inner wisdom. Here endeth the lesson. As a parting gift its not so much that foods and waters everywhere are poisoned (as intended) but the fact that most peoples emotions are tearing them apart from within and they have no clue of how to Self regulate this. This ignorance is what detests the art of moderation because it knows once it clicks and you assert your will it can no longer continue to pimp your existence by pulling on its invisible strings that have you running, that way and this, in search of ineffective solutions whilst racking up more and more actual problems.

Till we meet again

Imagine your mind is an idea but your bones are beliefs. Notice how one is solid and visceral and the other carries no weight and can swiftly change. When you die all of those beliefs will be the camel you’re trying to fit through the eye of the needle at the exit marked “Only what came to Earth can leave otherwise we reject your deposit”. Sad but true because thats the grift to make you live, die, come back again. The fact no one speaks on this in ways direct that make sense and how emotional people will get when asked to consider the topic proves its realness.

Beliefs become what they are due to the emotion attached. This is often laid on real thick then continually topped up as one lives in a state of conditioned ignorance because these factors become the foundation upon which their concepts rest. The issue is they are so far removed from direct and visceral contact of their own I am-ness that they might as well not exist. Same name, no relation. That is actually a huge part of the equation and another part of the scheme. Had a look at your post recently? Notice how everything that has to do with loot or bills in the official sense comes with name stated in BLOCK CAPITALS and the rest make do with mixed case. The case of the Double You. Most live and die without a clue.

Lets say you pop off, lumber your luggage beyond the flesh, make it to the boarding desk for the hyper dimensional express and just before hand over all your mess you remember to reclaim the emotion from it. What happens? Nothing much really but the beliefs which were once solid as anvils due to what you’d invested are now feather weight because everything is as ordained so you smile as you’re waved through the gates and are on your merry way.

Rendering beliefs as ideas is a simple choice and doing this brings a sense of freedom and lightness that was missing because whilst these concepts and perspectives may be mental they are as tangible as the bones which hold up your skin in terms of energetics as they have a lifetime of investment. Contrast the childs mind before its bludgeoned by the whims of tradition that seeks to continue its own existence via the young ones field of resonance. Their vision is akin to a kaleidoscope as they constantly flip and shift everything that pours in using their innate skills and questioning. Do you see why “Be as children” was the recommendation, back when, and its still in effect? This is a universal constant ergo that which leaves the exit is identical to what incarnated. What happens on Earth, stays on Earth but your recollection and awareness is all yours. Notice the flip of this whilst living?

Here everything fights for your attention. Since childhood everyone tells you what to think and then grins if you parrot their perspectives which makes you feel nice within due to the approval even if to do so you must stifle your whims and natural instincts in order not to meet with disapproval. Is that really the best we can do as a collective in these times of so called progress because it smells exceedingly primitive and very scared of progress. Like I said, what if this thing called culture is actually a mind virus and we forcefully transmit it from one generation to the next by attacking their spiritual immune system at a time when it still develops? Wouldn’t that be something? Some native cultures say the same thing as their perspective was flipped as they believed the young do the lead because they’re most attuned with the frequency and see with fresh vision. Can you imagine what kind of world that would build? Its always an option.

What stops this happening? The weight of beliefs. Behold, they are sent out as wolves to the sheep who then make them their own and preach the values of sharp teeth and living in dread due to constantly feeling on edge by the nature of the threat which dwells inside their awareness and writes their internal OS. Wouldn’t that just create a society of schizophrenics that are so hell bent on division that they’d need to cling at belief systems as a way of hiding what they’re not allowing themselves to feel then they complain of a body filled with pain signals and pop pills to deal with it. Inmates, meet your asylum. I’ll be your host for this evening…

When was the last time you changed a belief? Better yet, consider this:

If what you invested in was one hundred percent correct, a pitch perfect rendition in optimal alignment with the totally independent and true way it is with no BS, errors in translation and misconception then the life it begets, as evidenced by subjective feeling and objective biomarkers, should also be akin to a relative state of bliss that wears as smooth and free as the finest silk. Well, does it? If it doesn’t know what the problem is? Your beliefs and the life, unexamined, high on stilts where you’re dwelling and think you’re plugged in when in reality you’re disconnected from the best within and of which you’re truly capable. Don’t be sad. Thats 81% of folks existence and thats only because they’d never allowed themselves to question the weight of the world they’re shouldering. Now you have exercised that option and can, should you choose, exorcise the demons that are feasting on your subconscious because parasitic is the best word to describe these interlopers into this realm which are using humans as their host species. How do they do it?

Vibration and symbols as well as a thorough awareness of the inner strengths and weakness. Its like you were handed a checkerboard with some pieces and assume it one Game when in reality it isn’t and thus you’re constantly getting whipped from a place of ignorance but instead of realizing the true enemy is within you keep getting misdirected to someone else in the projection hence the constant conflict. Above all of this, lapping at the cream of the suffering which is churned by the collective is a race you never imagined but worship nonetheless via various legends and influences and most are totally unaware they’re the same staff you meet at the baggage desk.

Its a slick little racket and they have the advantage of being able to see you whilst they’re invisible. Literal figments of your imagination whispering sweet nothings and bitter something into your awareness until your mind is encased in the web their spidery selves spin. Not just your head, on no, no, no. Their conquest just begins because once the enemies in place inside your brain then below the neck is claimed and it becomes a no mans land for the living hostage encased. The webs they sling around the luminosity within build Patterns of tension within which they capture the thoughts, feelings and sensations you won’t allow yourself to process and edit from your expected world as shaped by, you guessed it, your beliefs. They really are quite troubling and troublesome, ain’t they?

These structures are why the young buckle into the old with hunchbacks and small steps with a stick to assist. And none dare question it. There are places and villages where this influence is alien and the people are remarkably fit from the womb to the tomb and they’re glad for it as the rest are simply well adjusted to a social sickness that has already claims billions. Symbols rule the world but what they rep and what they said can be true different things but how will you know that if you refuse to use the faculties you were given and prefer to avoid examination of that which you hold dear. What if the thing that built those edifices in your head doesn’t want you to check because then you’ll discover it uses a bedrock of suffering to keep you ignorant of the nature of the deception whilst it pretends to be you inside your head and thus protects its false self. Wouldn’t that be something? A mind bender of the highest level. Told you this stage of the Game is difficult and thus they won’t make it simple when a triple cross is in effect since before you step in with the intent of claiming not only your but childs conscious in a nice unbroken string that leads back to a group of wise men who decided to become gods among men. On your shoulders rest the world that they builts and the physics involved are mind bending because that it what takes to render light invisible once its kinked ninety degrees via their various decrees that alter our resonance, change our mode of spin and thus unfold a totally different vibration of life inside your head. Living in a castle on stilts, totally disconnected from the grounds you’ve never visited as you are told, and believe, whats happening whilst having no direct proof or experience but yet being willing to defend it to death. A species in psychosis.

“Hi, there. Welcome to check in. Your ticket is acceptable, please note no baggage is accepted as your exit pass states your check in weight was feather light awareness so please take that back, with our compliments, as we sort you another incarnation to handle your ever increasing emotional investments”.

Oh yes, I must mention:

Not only do you collect your own in this life you also bring the old ones you came to jet after forgetting your previous existence. Why don’t you remember? Was it a memory wipe or something devious? No, don’t be stupid. It wasn’t you living, remember? When the one that tells from inside your head has lived a fake life all of your experience is jotted in notebook instead whilst you’re left with the expenses from the trip and sign the cheque in blood at the exit with all the baggage you’re lumbering but then still don’t click that you don’t have an index or even know why you’re carrying it. Then you get slammed in for another spin, the same thing happens again and a psycho-spiritual terrorist invades your mental realm, makes you believe you’re it, bend to its every whim whilst genuflecting at its symbols and directing your attention as intended before you die, get turned away, come back and do it all again. And again. And again.

Tell me, am I kidding or is something familiar starting to ring true as Morgan Freemans tells you “He’s right, you know?”. Ideas vs beliefs. You are the root cause of your problems, you are the one creating all the suffering and you are the only one that can make a difference because, at the end of the day, its your awareness.

Know thy Self. See what happens when you befriend your Inner Sense instead of trying to run from it because it can tell what is and isn’t its energetics as its spiritual immune system is fully functioning. Thing is that parasite within will attempt to attack it back to a position of submission via the combined strength of resonance via the Adulterated that think they’re different but all actually share one mindset that they tailor to their own because the voice speaks like them but repeats an identical script in each and every one of their heads. Picture the scene:

Someone is bored, staring out of a window. You offer a penny for them. What was said by them? “Nothing. I wasn’t thinking of anything”. Ever pondered why all tell this lie when in reality they were either rehearsing potential events by playing both sides of the script for things that never happen or rehashing old conversations with different outcomes, once again, with both parties voiced by them. Wake up. That is the trick. Thats the state of hypnosis they induced to make you believe you’re them and its why everyone denies it because the moment people speak on it becomes obvious they’ve all been hijacked from within and the next thing you click is symbols, vibrations, the near death experience and the primacy of consciousness as well as the nature of influence and what happens when Inner Sense gets Adulterated along with the rest of these topics because it takes a million words to convey one feeling that we know as resonance because of the backstory and tricks that must be equated to allow those without this frame of thinking to comprehend it.

Don’t worry if you don’t get it. At death it will make sense as you try and check in to get out of this realm and then some of you will remember this and choose, just at the moment, to turn those energetic anvils into feathers of concepts instead as you reclaim your energetics and collect your first class ticket and are on your way to the next dimension in the Game which is best called Know thy Self as each level has the same exit even though they all provide different imperiences.

Till we meet again

“OK, get this. I think we’re dead, this is hell, god is the devil and by having sex you trap another Soul in the flesh and at the same time set in motion your next incarnation. Its a trap. A trick. Its very, very slick. Super seductive and really effective but from end to end its a prison, get it?”.

“Wow. It gets really dark inside that head of yours, doesn’t it? I’m flattered that you can be so open but then I strongly suspect you’d probably say the same thing to any girl you just met in order to gauge her wavelength”.

“If she can’t swim, then she’s bound to drizzown”. She laughed. And floated.

“I can’t even imagine what the hell someone must have been through in order to draw such conclusions. Truly can’t. Its fascinating though because its so different. I don’t believe it though. Its not possible”.

“Why?”

“There is too much good in the world. Take your first kiss, for example, its an earth shaking moment. That feeling of connection, the spark, the resonance and excitement. Not just this but things like a warm drink and a good book when you’re sitting inside listening to the rain on the window pane or what happens within when you master a new skill or rise to a challenge. These things are widespread and there are countless other small beacons of hope as well”.

“Your word choice is telling. Beacons. They are only needed in the midst of an all engulfing darkness”.

“Once again thats a really bleak way of looking at things because whilst they can be seen like that its also a peak experience. Sometimes the small things mean everything and the overall picture is irrelevant”.

“So “I don’t like this, strike it from the record” wishful thinking and editing. I’m about the truth, unvarnished”.

“Didn’t you just say that we don’t see the world as it is but as we are? I’m certain I read this so, from that lens, you’re simply stating you carry this darkness within”.

“I do and I am. A broken man with shattered dreams who craves the release of death”.

“Nah, I don’t believe this. First off all you grin too much for someone who sounds so depressed and second what if its the cracks that let the shine that rest keep hidden? What if you’ve got all the right pieces but the order is missing?“.

“Good idea. I have wondered this which is why I dig this type of conversation as vibe without filters, world building or second guessing is binary introspection in which a third perspective is built that is akin to a space of options for those talking. Its neuro linguistic evolution, the link of language and energetics in the best sense”.

“See, there it is. The eternal optimist. Now, what happens if we put that at the head instead of the moody goth who thinks life is death and we’ve incarnated in hell to be punished for our sins. What would be the difference then?”.

“Get buck wild and let it rip till you’re RIP? Push it to the limit and rinse the spin for all you can get? Basically become a hedonist and enjoy the moment”.

“Do you? Enjoy the moment or do you hold it at a distance and analyze it? How much of your life have you actually lived and how much has been observed and pondered?”.

“Most of it. I’m not fully at home on this planet. I have a yearning for elsewhen, the eternal misfit. The wanderer wondering why the hell its taking so long to make the trip back beyond the wheel of incarnation. Don’t you get it? One life after the next with a memory wipe thrown in the mix. This isn’t theoretical musing, its concrete imperience”.

“Right, because you can remember your other lives due to a cartoon talking jive“.

“Exactly”.

“You know how nuts thats sounds, don’t you? “Why sure, the TV was beaming private signals in my head that reminded me of my incarnation as the sacred vessel of spiritual sex that turned the divine feminine in to a commodity to be traded for profit via sacrilege and, by the way, this is the real reason behind the current trend and why it sells”. Doesn’t that sound a little nutty to you?”.

“But its true though. I was still a child and there was no way they could be prodromal symptoms plus the message came from my intuition that decoded the signals and it wasn’t till the aftermath of my near death that cracked my shell and let the informational energetics pour in from other incarnations”.

“OK, lets say I buy it and it is what you’ve said. What happiness does it bring? Is it all worth it at the end of the day or are you just chasing your tail, metaphysically speaking, as a way of evading living”.

“Truly living is a rare thing in this realm. Death is the most interesting thing because its mans most loyal friend. Everyone else can turn their backs and dip but the reaper will always swing through at the appropriate moment that embraces you to the grave and thats when things get interesting. Ever considered “funeral” is an anagram for “real fun”? Better yet what about the fact that most die a thousand deaths in their heads as well as the daily murder of the true Self by people who lived a masked existence and keep telling themselves that one day they’ll live that dream as they spend the rest watching TV as they run the treadmill with the rest of the plebs that are too scared to admit what I’ve just said about the true nature of this realm and the intent at the helm“.

“Theres that shade again. I’m wondering now if what shines without creates the darkness within because of its total absence”.

“Could be but it isn’t. See what you think is darkness is a different type of light beyond the regular spectrum. It is the strange numbness that most accept without stopping to reality test that creates the difference in resonance as you can say all that and this but what if your vision itself is the problem and it takes a certain shift in perspective to tell you were actually dreaming and sleepwalking? This is what I meant when I said I’m multidimensional. It truly doesn’t feel I ever fully incarnated in this realm hence just visiting is most appropriate. Call it a glitch in the Matrix, a Soul in prep mode for the exit or a man facing his final incarnation. The labels are irrelevant because the imperience triumphs everything and I know what I’m intuiting is solid”.

“And yet those great skills and discernment lead you to befriend enemies who wished the best to your face and plotted your demise behind the scenes? At one point you were certain of them to”.

“True, thats why I just hold perspectives and not opinions as they evolve when new info pours in. Besides, they were playing various tricks and pimping angles of resonance and links from previous incarnations in order to weasel their way in which, in turn, was essential for upgrading my resolution but now there are no squares in my circle”.

“Or so you think”.

“Yep, you may be one for all I know which is why we get along so well from a random conversation which may actually be the end result of a careful calculation that was tailor made to spark attraction and all of this here is primed by a script designed to elicit certain things as you mess with my energetics”.

“Wow. OK, thats full on schizo territory now. For someone who is obviously totally insane you really hold it together pretty well from a distance but up close and personal its like talking to a few different people in one incarnation”.

“What if thats the point and I’m simply being natural and multidimensional whereas the rest have been trained into being a paper thin facsimile? Ever wondered this? Why, out of the million or so people I’ve spoken to in the flesh, would every single one of them attest “I’ve never met anyone like you before”. Do the mathematics and the sketch thats drawn paints a coherent pic”.

“That we’re dead, this is hell and what people think is god is actually the devil and he has minions everywhen in the flesh to act as his agents of chaos but they’ll never tell anyone the true secret because they themselves don’t know it and spend lifetime after lifetime gaining spiritual debt thats disguised as enlightenment. Wildly paranoid. Like straight off your meds type thinking there”.

“And yet not one of these so call scientists or medical professionals seem to have noticed that every single schizophrenic, ever, has always said the same thing. Surely that counts for something on either side of the fence because its omission is glaring”.

“What do you mean?”.

“”Something I don’t know is putting thoughts in my head” said every nutter from the inception of this malady to the end. I’m saying the same thing. Call it the (false) self, the devil or Opponent, its irrelevant, they’re all point at the same thing and its that voice in your head, that egoic double that induced a state of collective hypnosis and tricks the individual into think they’re it when in reality they’re something different and far more in line with my just visiting perspective”.

“I can’t rebut this. There is a definite method to your madness and you really state it with such a confidence that its quite easy to believe it”.

“Don’t believe a thing. Test it for yourself. Take what works, ditch the rest. Imperiment and share your findings”.

“Thats slick, so no E X but switch that for I M instead. This goes back to the whole “English is Devilish”, “White man speaks with forked tongue” thing, correct?”.

“Yep. Thats exactly what I’m saying. Its subtle but obvious. Nothing is hidden from those who see with the eyes of Inner Sense as you need to draw the links”.

“Which is exactly the same thing the schizophrenic does that gets him involuntarily medicated. That kind of thinking is dangerous”.

“Better than Thunking, isn’t it?”.

“OK, that I do have to admit is a concept I instantly saluted. It makes perfect sense. Ha! “Thunking“. Chunks of prefabricated thought shuffled around in your awareness to form a string of concepts that can only ever draw from a certain set of variables in lieu of true creative expression”.

“Impression”.

“Right, impression. Gah, even the word feels different”.

“How?”.

“Well, its obvious, isn’t it? The E X sound opens your lips round with teeth bared as air escapes in the mind but the I M reverses this and closes your mouth and keeps the vibration within. That is quite slick. Have you ever thought of just sanitizing bits and pieces to present a simple argument that can’t be denied instead of a dizzying array of things that make peoples head spin as their brain can’t cope with it. Its instant rejection for self protection when talking to regular people”.

“How do you get it then? Whats the attraction?”.

“I don’t know. I guess I’ve always felt like a round peg in a square hole. There are some links between how we think but you’re a straight up extremist in comparison. Isn’t this exhausting? How is anyone supposed to keep up with this?”.

“That isn’t the first time I’ve heard this and its why being the first diamond in a mine of coals is the loneliest imperience one can manifest because you’re the same in essence but totally different in application”.

“There’s that grandiose sense of Self again. So we have a man who believes he is nothing yet everything, totally irrelevant but also the most vital to comprehend. I don’t know wether I should be laughing or crying as I try to imagine this and how it feels to live”.

“What if my smiles were flipped tears and an elaborate coping mech that stitches together the broken aspects and I constantly shifts the pieces of my shattered inner realms in an ever evolving narrative in order to reclaim that sense of wholeness that most take for granted which then grants them optimal resonance to a collective which is profoundly sick and lauds their brainwashing as the optimal way of doing things”.

“See, that, right there. Thats it. Thats the problem. Regular people simply cannot comprehend the concept of taking their entire personality and dumping it in the recycle bin. To them, that is death. And yet, they still live. Its terrifying. You can call it an illusion, a sickness, whatever you wish. The fact of the matter is reality is what you can get away with and most people like this script because it works for them, ticks a lot of boxes and lets them navigate this realm”.

“A Reality Tunnel. Thats all it is”.

“Ah yes, the infamous Reality Tunnel. You know, I tried what you said and attempted to stop digging. Yes, it did feel uncomfortable. Yes, I realized these were manipulations at the behest of the (false) self. Yes, it clicked I’m the Witness and thus this plays out inside my consciousness and yet I still fell back in the habit of listening to what it said, doing as instructed. Don’t you find it tempting? How do you manage to avoid it? Actually, do you mean to tell me there is no voice in your head? Ever? How do you know what to think?”.

“Frankly my dear, I don’t give a Thunk. Thats all that is. Those are the rearranged pieces and thats why they’re predictable. When they’re not present what was hidden by their graven image is seen. Just like the stars are out in the day but can only be seen at night due to the change in light”.

“So thats why it sounds so dark within. Interesting. I can’t even imagine what its like to not have that narrative. Its been there so long and it feels so natural. Life without it? Where would I begin?”.

“Thats why you’re a meat puppet. Just like the rest of them”.

“81%. How did you come to such a precise calculation?”.

“Simple. If ten people came to see me I can be fairly certain that 8 of them will not have a clue about what I’m saying. More than one will but try to play it off or misdirect as these are the secrets that make men kings and then, when scaled an octave, the false gods of this realm. Less than one will not only know but have been thinking about these kind of things themselves and will speak with immense freedom due to the glad tidings it brings to be in resonance with another who sees beyond the veils and spots the seams welded in to their awareness that once was different”.

“Inner Sense?”.

‘Inner Sense. That is from where I’m speaking and why I say we’re all Warriors when we step in before we get Adulterated“.

“Man, my head is swimming. Its late. I’m going to bed. Coming?”.

Till we meet again

The most simple and accurate definition of reality, ever, is that its a heady mix of your thoughts, your feelings, your body and what you do with it. Actually we could clarify that last bit as behavior. There it is. Those are the bones, the facts as they stand, what is universally true and empirically verifiable for all and everyone on the planet. Think of this as the frame over which the canvas of your consciousness is stretched to create the human experience and thus any ink that you sling (or, to be more accurate, accepted when it was slung during the time you most impressionable) is akin to window dressing. The above combination of four factors is the purest essence of embodiment with no optional extras or dogmatic perspectives.

I find it astounding how so many people miss this and due to this omission we end up generating an immense amount of conflict (both with others and ourselves) as well as profound mood swings, stress, feelings of isolation, enmeshment and all kinds of manipulation. If you should choose to accept this equation and apply it to your adventure in the flesh then congratulate your Self as you are doing the Knowledge which means you are far less estranged from the fundamental basics of reality in comparison to most of the people on the planet. Really consider this because all of your elaborate belief systems, conceptions, desires, fears, whims and especially your whole raft of triggers exist within this box that you didn’t even know you sit it nor were you aware that you have full control over it.

“She made me feel this way. “He’s a terrible person because what he said was so offensive”. The list goes on and is endless. Most people actually think of this as conversation or statements as well as elements of being social when I hear the duck quacking Charlie Browns teacher sound effect that signals I’m talking to a Slave that doesn’t comprehend the basics. See why I call them Slaves? What else would you be if you willing accede the keys to the Kingdom in exchange for a life of serfdom and blame making? Doesn’t the very concept of being triggered tell you all you need to know about how little control that person has over their inner realm? How they are the Victim of their energetics and thus totally under the influence of the Opponent in their head that says “I don’t like how I’m feeling and he did it”. No. No, “he” didn’t do a thing. You did.

They are your thoughts and your feelings just like its your flesh and once you take these three elements and mix the end result is action. You are actually creating everything and this is the main difference between the Slaves on autopilot with their Click-Whirr existence that often leaves them feeling stressed, depressed and anxious because they’re constantly jumping and dancing to the becks and whims or the voice in their head that exists solely so they don’t have to actually feel their feelings and instead react to them. Don’t you think its interesting that “create” and “react” are the same but rearranged? Thats a huge hint in the Game because the elements never change but what you do with them is vital. Using the example of language its been a while since Shakespeare pushed the pen and yet his name still rings like a bell. Contrast that with the rest and you’ll see what I mean about the order being so important because it marks the difference between something generic and predictable in compare to a talent that comes along and totally changes the Game. Ask your Self, would you rather be spectacular or average?

That is whats really at stake because everyone who is a Slave thinks that they can buy, trade, cajole or wheedle their way into the former even though they’re firmly in the other lane. This is part of the huge social tricks that have their own brands of ink for sale and can’t wait for you to sling it so they can generate immense profits from the division and friction it begets whilst telling you “Thats right. You tell em! They aren’t allowed to talk about this because it makes you feel something you don’t want to acknowledge. They are the problem. Ban them!”. Can you deny this? Does that sound, in any way, shape or form as the kind of thinking that reflects a people optimally aligned with actualizing their highest potential or does it seemed to be a reverse engineered recipe to keep people miserable and dependent on factors outside of them whilst being so divided and conquered that they are actually Victims of their own Stockholm Syndrome. The inmates have truly taken over the asylum and the wildest thing is this is spreading at a rate that is so impressive because its the path of least resistance that generates a huge amount of weakness and codependence. That is absolutely perfect if you wish to have a docile population that you can herd, this way and that, whilst tearing the skin off their back and milking their teats for all you can get but its also quite dehumanizing. Remember, ignorance is an option and the only true freedom comes from within so next time you are reacting try creating instead and ask “Why do I feel like this? What else does it remind me? When do I first recollect these images and attached emotions that are buried in my subconscious and threatening to surface?”.

This is why you feel angry (or whatever else) by another person. Its because you have no control over your own energetics. Your mental state bears witness to what I said because I’d confidently bet that your thoughts swing that way and this leaving you exposed and at the mercy of the elements. A Slaves existence, in a nutshell.

Imagine you had a vehicle that was capable of doing anything with total ease and the utmost precision. Thing is it was powered by brainwaves and their rate of oscillation. The more coherent they are the smoother the ride and greater the effects and the more chaotic they are the less traction you get or, worse still, erratic performance in which the vehicle stops and starts, speeds up too quick before totally plodding as well as twisting the wheel itself as the engine is screaming and you head toward a wall made of bricks. That is your brain and how you relate to it. Spend some time investing in nine minute rounds of the Bophadees breath and you’ll notice your frame shifts because none of anything is possible on this planet without a constantly refreshed supply of oxygen and that has a knock on effect on your brainwave patterns which then shift your perceptions and ways of looking at the dataset and options in order to create better decisions. If that sounds like too much effort then feel free to ignore this and keep on reacting. I can assure you the only thing you’ll gain is your life will get incrementally worse as you progress because a lot of those aches, pains and strains we link to aging were what was once flexible and is now almost solid as it hunches over and shuffles is the outer correlate of this lack of internal freedom.

The mind can tells lies but the body only speaks the language of truth. Sadly most aren’t familiar with it and thus totally misconstrue its messages and, once again, it all comes down to the management of your energetics. A lot of people feel threatened by the idea of chipping away at the paint on their canvas in order to reveal the true nature of their awareness. They are enamored by and hypnotized by these symbols and a lifetime of programming has rendered them entirely unable to think of another option. Then again they all very often engage in various methods of reality denial that range from drugs to sex as well as excessive entertainment or just generally complaining and that does exactly the same thing but allows them, once again, to rely on something outside of themselves. Hoes, meet your pimp. They live in your head and you think you’re them and the only reason they hold such power, unquestioned, as they’ve spent a lifetime encouraging your investment in its painting whilst hiding the true nature of the canvas. Lets put it like this:

Imagine if the whole world stripped back the ink of their belief systems and coping mechs as they did the Knowledge. What do you think happens next? What type of society do you envisage where people take full responsibility for their energetics and come from a place of gnosis and wisdom that is solid in its basis and alignment with what is. It would be quite different, yes? Well, once upon a when, that was how it is. We are a downgraded and degraded species at the moment hence “mankind” is exceedingly accurate as we are kind of like man yet different. Now, if this works for you then have at it. This is the world it built and you are welcome to it. If, on the flip, you actually want to recode your wetware and shift your internal OS to a point of view more empowering as you imperience a greater state of freedom and dazzling array of options you last Witnessed as a child then you may consider strolling upon the Path of Power and seeing what happens. It doesn’t need to be said, but I’ll say it anyway:

You are responsible for everything that happens. Thats the only way to play the Game and win the same because anything else is servitude in which you attempt to buy a higher calibre of chain and believe the accrual of biosurvival tickets equals freedom. It does no such thing. I’ve met many folks that were exceedingly rich and totally impoverished within as I hear that “Wah wah wah wah wah” effect as their words betray them. Bodies too. Totally racked with tension, carrying huge amounts of stress and generally miserable but fully masked up with a false grin as they dare not admit it. Press a couple of buttons, however, and the scene quickly shifts. One of them once said “Somebody like you can’t talk to me like that”. That one still makes me giggle as he regretted it the moment he said it as it proved my point so well.

Biological automata, NPCs if you will. Slaves, a Click-Whirr existence, those with a total lack of Self Knowledge or whatever else you wish. The label is irrelevant because they all point at the same underlying problem of being divorced from their energetics and unwilling to make that shift that takes reaction to creation. Its quite empowering, it really is. Do you see why I picked the terms “Adulteration” and “Inner Sense”? They truly are perfect as the former signals something that was added in and wasn’t factory standard (that voice in your head that steps in once you abdicated your Kingdom) as well as the inherent state of coherence that comes when one is in alignment.

Going back to the vehicle I previously mentioned, those who master these elements of the basic canvas as it is find an immense sense of liberation along with a commensurate drop in resistance. Funny how that works, isn’t it? Along with that you can uptick in all the biomarkers of health as the ones for stress dip and its all got to do with being present in the moment. Sadly this is the greatest gift that many never unwrap from the start to the end and that really is quite tragic, when you think about it. A species in such an intense sense of isolation, miseducation and misdirection that never once questions the only thing they could truly know best and is the basis for everything:

Their consciousness. Aka the canvas upon which the ink of life doth spill. “Look what you did!” said the boy in the bubble to the kid sitting next to him as a streak of liquid went over his painting. The other child grinned as he liked winding him up like this. The teacher rolls over, in her own bubble, and admonishes the bully and says “That is quite wrong what you did. Don’t do it again or there will be punishment” as she whispers some sweet nothings to the boy who was complaining.

Now, to us who dwell on Earth at the moment the bubbleworld seems insane, doesn’t it? After all no matter what happens they are all entirely encapsulated and, if we look closely, we’ll see the boy in question actually spilled his own ink with a little spasm he linked to the child sitting next to him. If we edit the situation so the boy was in isolation when it happened he’d, once again, ascribe blame outside of him as he railed that life isn’t fair, things like this always happen and all other kinds of statements that are patently untrue and obviously figments of his imagination.

Take the bubbles and make them heads and you’ll see how ridiculous it sounds when you hear that “wah wah wah wah wah” talking pouring from most peoples lips. 81% of the planet. Thats a heck of a lot of people to be quite so miserable. Its became more Self evident during the past few years that I’ve spent in ever increasing amounts of isolation as the issue with energy is its contagious and one needs to be Centered in Self in ways unshakable otherwise they’re assailed by the rest who dwell in the Valley of the Plebs with their stress inducing world making. The media and big business along with religion know this and pimp it with the intent of keeping you invested because once you click you’ll see you don’t need them and its the end of the money printing. Let me give you a practical example afore I jet:

Husband and wife, always argue over the same things. Each thinks the other is responsible for their energetic management. Both would agree that their prime cause of stress is the relationship but they dare not bring it to an end because they know nobody else would put up with them and its better to fight with someone you detest but are betrothen than sit on the shelf because you’re past your best. One of them steps on the Path of Power, gains Self Knowledge. Suddenly he notices the root cause of the problem is the universal constant – his consciousness. His wife doesn’t like the shift, hates what has come over him and marches into my office and says “Its you. You did this. You flipped his lid. You are the problem” as I sat there, smiling, as “wah wah wah wah wah wah” went off in my head in response to her tantrum. Do you see how invisible and deceptive this process is? How simple it was for her to slot another into the hotseat her husband had vacated by refusing to engage? They got divorced not long after this and, last I checked, the man was having the time of his life somewhere else and she was still arguing with reflections and perceptions inside her awareness.

Once the guy got a handle on his energetics he tried to implane the concept of the canvas as bare metal consciousness and its direct perception but she simply didn’t want to hear it. Amazing how after spending decades arguing over frivolous things he made a handful of attempts to get her to change her wavelength before serving her with papers and hearting for the exit. Like the old cowboys said, you can lead a whore to water but you can’t make her think. Especially not when Thunk is her default operating system and all she has is programmed reactions in a Click-Whirr existence. One of the most interesting observations when it comes to relating is how the binds of conflict are so resilient when both parties are enmeshed with each other energetics as they simply cannot imagine living without the other person even though they hate them to death and make each others lives a living hell. This actually seems to be the main reason why a lot of people stayed married, back when, and it really says a lot about the state of peoples inner realms, doesn’t it?

Even if you’re single at the moment the rules of the Game are still the same because at its most basic the most accurate definition of reality as it stands is:

Your thoughts + Your feelings + Your body = Behavior.

There it is. The canvas. Isn’t it beautiful? And so painful as well when you’ve invested in the false image it brings and skewed way of looking at things because in every single bad incident that has ever happened to you or ever will there is only one constant. You can either complain people sling hot coals inside your bubble or realize they were always in your fist and watch what happens when they instantly turn to diamonds and you drop the callous that limited your thinking to hand you Thunking instead in your former Click-Whirr existence filled with blame making.

Till we meet again

One of the most important things in this realm is the true nature of energetics. The first step is to comprehend that this and all the people, events and vibration therein take place inside your consciousness. That can be, for most, an impossible pill to swallow due to a lifetimes conditioning that makes them Thunk something like this:

“I am a small, insignificant human on a huge planet that floats in a vast cosmos”.

That is a very disempowering mindset and one that nobody steps in with because every single child Knows (capital K, again) they are the most important person in the world and the center of everything. Babies, especially, manifest this and its this Prime nature that becomes seconded in Adulteration because the aim of the Game for the Warrior in training is to bring this alignment back to their day to day hence:

He who makes you mad is your master.

Simple as that because if they can put you on tilt then what you’re saying is your center is based in them. This is why you see stockbrokers kill themselves after the market tanks as their entire self concept was based on external things. Same with the husband or wife who loses it when a relationship ends and they don’t have a clue on what to do next as well as million and one other things because this is the default mode programming hammered into Slaves heads by their Masters. See why I picked that term now? There’s two sides to it because those who rule over you are, in turn, obligated to another as they pledged their Soul to ascend the pyramid but thats another topic. Still, that explains their never ending greed and gross inhumanity.

Or maybe there is more happening and those who suppress also offer oblique hints to uplift if you Know the Ledge as there certainly appears to be layers to this which is why I choose to run alone and speak only what is resonant with the genuine wavelength in my chest as I walk the Path one creates by taking steps and for this I’m grateful as without their shenanigans and camera tricks who else could’ve provided the grist for the mill that a near death experience brings that allow me to speak like this?

Imagine if you went up to a baby and said:

“Your momma stinks and she has a most questionable rep that makes me wonder about your parentage” what would the reaction be? A laugh? A giggle? A blank stare into space before they went onto the next thing? Try coming back and saying that after a couple of decades. Can you spot the difference? The baby is, as per standard equipment, Centered in Self. That wave is so powerful, so magical that the rest of the plebs that surround this fount of Inner Sense can’t help but grin and be drawn into resonance. This is why this state is attacked in ways both blatant and subtle by the agents of this Matrix, least of all your parents as they messed you up, good and proper, when they laid the tracks of the OS inside your head that leaps from one generation to the next in search of its next Victim. That is also, a deeper topic but it shows how we create a (false) self after our connection to Inner Sense is severed then need to defend it against all comers as to admit the truth of what truly kicks in this realm could unleash a fate worse than death for those Souls plugged in to the five sensory illusion.

There is a physical way to test these mental blockages that manifest in the interactions of two people that looks like this:

The power is actually very subtle at its depths and highlights, real well, that he who is Centered in Self can easily overpower his opponent with no effort needed as what they project passes through him with no resistance whereas the other holds within energetics solid and dense which must be defended (in ignorance) via concentrated effort as they stem from future dreads or past events – both of which miss the mid they stepped in with as that only dwells in the present moment. In a previous article I shared this image:

And its as true now as it was then and always will be for this stage of level as its the main trick they use to Adulterate the plebs. Check:

The baby is totally in that golden circle hence the glow that shines from them. They are the living embodiment of the unfinite and thus dwell, wholeheartedly, in the present. Now, if you take a room of grandfather clocks and swing the pendulum, after a while, they’ll all fall into resonance. The baby doesn’t really stand a chance because their parents have the blue and red extensions that keep them dreading future events and bathing in the stress created by the voice in their head or trying to escape the past via the process of repression and engineered forgetting that is the cause of most problems because… Actually, lets shift species for a bit.

A mouse that is trained to run a maze generates kids that do better in the same test than others who haven’t taken these same steps. Interesting implications, yes? They also did the same with stress where the rodents were tazed as a fragrance was pumped in and the kids reacted as you’d expect. This experiment was taken to another level where the memory of stress was implanted via cellular manipulation and, guess what, the effects kicked as expected and the mouse was frozen in shock. Did you know that the brain can’t tell what it watches on a screen isn’t real? Suddenly the “Tell lie vision” spells makes loads of sense, yes? Lets clamber up this tree of imagination and go out on a limb to read a label that says:

“What if the black mirror with its hypnosis is connected to a collective unconsciousness from which we draw our code which means we’re actually poisoning the well via the guise of entertainment”.

Wouldn’t that be something? Suddenly, for some, the twenty four/seven diet of fear porn and low vibration entertrainment makes a load more sense yes? As does the fact that common sense seems to be at its rarest because one shouldn’t be surprised if you surround people with cameras and find them acting. Its just the same old fakeness the ego monsters inhabited taken to another level. Just wait till AI steps in and crushes the buildings with the onset of Techno Sapiens. People will literally not know their elbow from their rear end but will be lining up to toss the salad, nonetheless. Such is the nature of deception that is the hallmark of this realm. Getting back to the thread:

He who makes you mad is your master. Those who run the Game know this, real well, as they are aware the conscious, egoic (false) self is akin to a living hostage that sits in a cell made of ignorance which I’ve termed the Mind Made Prison. Right now 81% are in the grip of this trick that has them pimped by a voice in their head they Thunk is them but would rather die than admit it. You’ve got to hand it to them, they play this realm like a harp from hell whilst pretending to be angels on the surface. No wonder they do so many charitable things and place themselves in good stead, eh? Still, they top the list when it comes to killing prophets for profits hence the Dual Reality Principle but that is another level of thinking. This you that you’re not is pretty easy to get on tilt and influence via ways that both blatant and indirect. I know this better than most due to my previous japes and scrapes of going against the grain in my quest for liberation and thus feel I’m qualified to kick the ballistics that will never, ever be found on any official syllabus as they are the secrets of programming that allow a small group to dominate the rest and view humans as cattle. A resource to be prodded, punished and pimped in life as well as death in this Game that we’re playing by wearing the flesh that we get after inserting our Souls as credits and forgetting our true state and resonance. The baby brain is quite dangerous, in that respect.

Did you know that its brainwaves during its earliest daze is identical to that of an adult on a trip of magical mushrooms? How about what follows next? Its the same as the brain of its parents when under a state of hypnosis. Put them together and we have a hallucinogenic experience that segues into a trance that creates a false state of consciousness that is the you Thunk you are and most will never, ever stop to examine why they say such things as:

“I don’t know what came over me”.

“She’s like a totally different person”.

And spells of that ilk that hint at the deeper ills and issues that come with being human. You can’t solve them from the trance. Thats like trying to go to work whilst still dreaming.

Who are you, if not your thoughts? See why I’ve said we’re little more than stories made flesh? If you can draw the links with movies which deliver intense empathy hits in ninety minutes then you’ll start to see how that power is immense and if you take it to another level you’ll link it to the black cube of Saturn and this turns the Game of consciousness to a whole nother level which we’ll examine at some point as well. For now lets get back to the mice upon whose minds were playing tricks:

If you present with a severe case of depression and someone deleted all of your memories would you still feel anything? Logic states you wouldn’t, correct? In my case I can attest, first hand, that there are those walking around this realm that know a certain type of hypnosis and manipulation of consciousness that could quite possibly flip your lid as they fill your head with double binds, triggers and alters that are happily pimped by those who’ve knelt and kiss the ring to partake in the performance as friends of the man behind the curtain. Say, maybe all those schizos are actually correct and they were driven insane by many chauffeurs that took them to their destination versus it being an entirely natural process or what if it hints at the underlying programming that 81% of the world accept, without question, when it is, in reality, as nutty as one can get. Those that rejected the script offered often found themselves with depot injections in the rear ends and electroshock pumped through their heads:

The ones who prevail and transcend the tricks become mystics and can’t wait to tell the rest what the hell is going on in this realm thanks to the gnosis they possess about the true nature of mans predicament. The craziest thing about all of this is the human mind has no firewall. Have you ever noticed that babies in the crib tend to be intensely focusing on things that are invisible? I wonder what that could mean? Could there be a significance? What if we were surrounded by discarnate beings that may have once worn flesh and now weren’t aware they were dead? What if, just for kicks, they whispered sweet nothings in the ears of people and made them carry out certain actions for their own pleasure or things? Have you ever read the story of Solomon? A man who became extremely rich after learning how to command said spirits? What if that flex was still present and it explained, real well, the voice in their heads that all Slaves Thunk is them when, in the end, its the so called schizo who is correct as he breaks the spell they’ve cast on this realm as people are trained to run the treadmill, know loads of useless things but close to nothing about their true nature, consciousness and what it means to walk on Earth wearing flesh as well as how the hell to get back to what we left in order to engage in this attraction?

The Game of Souls has you, my friend.

Till we meet again

Tension seeks resolution along the path of least resistance. Nine words that encapsulate, in a nutshell, why so many people do so many things ranging from compulsive masturbation up to working in excess as they burn the candle at both ends as well as all kinds of addictions and coping mechs. Nine words. Countless life sentences.

Do you see what is meant when I say Slaves are not only proud of but champion their ignorance? They never stop to question from whence came this tension and why, no matter what they do, is it never erased from the depths. The Pattern remains constant and they keep dancing around the energies it brings as they react the same way they always have and thus most spend their life sentence enacting the exact same punishment – that they’ve reframed to see as a benefit – with zero resolution. Do you see what we’re up against? Not just these principalities of wickedness but the nature of the flesh as well and, add into the mix, a society well adjusted to collective sickness and its easy to see that we live on a schizophrenic planet where people are all suffering and yet scared to death of admitting this.

Its Self evident once you can feelsee it in the flesh. The next step that becomes obvious is you can stop reacting and start creating by flipping the script and this means taking charge of your energetics instead of constantly being pulled on the strings that make you dance that way and this. Sure, the process can cause stress because a) we are creatures of habit and b) we tend to move away from pain and embrace pleasure in any way we can get so this, for many, is the equivalent of a moth moving from the flame, overriding its impulses and then finding what it was truly seeking versus the false object of illumination which spells its end should it forge the connection it is craving. This is the world we are within, at its plainest and most basic. Take the rest of your rhetoric, scripture and what you think and toss it in the bin because if they don’t mention this then they are either symptoms of the problem or ways of hiding it. In many ways its the worlds worst kept open secret because all of the institutions are designed to instill ignorance of it whilst big business uses the schism to make the tills ring and thus there are those who profit off the misery of the collective. This is why the silence is deafening when it comes to addressing this rather large elephant in the room of why humanity acts as it does because its quite obvious there is a huge problem that none admit yet everyone claims to have found the solution even though none of them live it because everyone is too busy fronting in a masked existence trying to show off for people as broken as them.

“Where in the hell are we?“. The question has the answer within, as much as you hate to admit it. “How? How is that possible? We are surrounded by so much thats beautiful? Not to mention the indomitable human spirit, tenets of religion, works of art and such beautiful experience. This sounds like the bitter words of an angry man. Who hurt you?” came the cry from the stands as the rest join in, from their basement, with virtual virtue signaling. That is the problem. To fix something you need to admit that its broken. To see the current state of what is one needs to obtain a phase that is totally present and not either one step removed or seeing via an edited vision.

I gave an example, once upon when, using ancient cars and tyres upon which they’re running as its the perfect parable to explain the situation. In that example you’d have to exit the vehicle (your habitual thinking, perspective and coping mechanisms) and gain an objective perspective on your subjective existence. Once you do this its obvious the wheels that used to spin are now flat as hell and that is why the performance dipped as you struggled to make it around in what was once light and agile. Everybody wants the end result. Nobody is willing to challenge their assumptions and what they think. Why? Toward pleasure, away from pain aka into the grip of the devil you’re familiar with which brings the collective psychosis that manifests akin to Stockholm Syndrome except you loot yourself using false solutions designed to hide the pain you won’t admit. Worst of all is that your children will inherit this, in more ways than one through ten, as your blood carries within experiences, hopes, dreams, wishes and fears as well. And thats before we get onto the other influences as well as the many aspects that go in to coding your operating system.

Tension seeks resolution along the path of least resistance. This is a rule that is known well by those who profit from this and thus its well exploited. Aware your Self to the nature of the Game we’re playing by using our Souls as credits and you’ll click the weapons they threaten with from their fists are actually in your hands with your digits wrapped around the grip and you, yourself, are pointing it at your own head. To escape from this you’ll take whatever they’re offering and this is where the coping mechs step in. They’ve made you not only a stranger to Self but in the process have you befriending the foe that talks in your head to twist your perspective and keep doing as intended so it can live your life as its own and leave you locked in the cell of the Mind Made Prison. What in the hell did we do to end up like this? Ignorance mainly. Pile enough of it up and it becomes tradition. At that point it isn’t questioned and its a wrap for coming gens due to the inheritance of suffering as well as the world it built and they’re dropped in.

If religion was true, and I mean really real, there would be no need to bludgeon the spirits of children with “Our way of doing things” as they’d naturally find the most resonant way of doing things due to their inherent resonance and curiosity. Correct? Its obvious once you see it but you’ve got to be willing to climb out of the chariot that slides around on wheels long flat and now takes far more effort to produce ever less motion. “Ahh, too much hard work. Can’t admit this!” they said as they reach for another coping mechanism.

Next time this happens you can give your Self a hint. A mini awakening, if you will, by grabbing a pad, couple of inks and let the right ask the left whats under the surface as you take steps on the Path of Power to become a complete human being what is entirely natural vs one that is doing what its told in a never ending cycle of hiding from the truth and further estrangement.

These are the fundamental choices, the only options. Self Destruction vs Self Construction or direct gnosis over rampant fairytales that have no real correlation with what is truly happening. Thing is truth is something humanity has no use for. Its the most useless thing and also that which engenders the most dangerous reactions because people really want to believe they can one day move in to the castles in the sky they’ve been promised for generations. Look back at your heritage, did anyone claim that winning ticket? If no, and you haven’t either, what does that rite spell for your children?

Make better decisions by trying better options. The only thing you have to lose is a mind long Adulterated. Who knows, you may even discover Inner Sense starts to flow and then the rest becomes obvious as you regain your wavelength and then the Game truly begins. Unless you like being a peon? A Slave who believes he is free will resist liberty when it presents due to the tale they’re invested in. Here’s a hint:

It only exists inside your head. Are you willing to step outside the vehicle and see the land for what it is or will you keep on keeping on with the promised land in your vision? The road to hell is paved with good intentions. Look back at the history books and our microchipped hybrid future as well and imagine the Souls that step in and find the exit sign missing and you’ll see how big the scale of all of this is and how this may be the worst of times for spirit but its also for the best for those seeking alignment as there are so many examples of what doesn’t work in this realm. By their fruits shall ye know them. Interestingly all of them shy away from the same thing or hide it various layers of rigmarole:

Direct perception. Here, now, this moment. That is all you truly own, all you ever can and, paradoxically, is the way back home as well as how you stepped in. Not for nothing was it said that Soul must weigh less than a feather because all of those hopes, fears, coping mechs and hidden stress as well as the wishful thinking that one outside Self will bring salvation to your inner realm have the weight and size of anvils. Net result? Back in the queue you get where another sperm meets an egg via a bloodline of resonance with your previous level of ignorance and you do it all again. And again. And again.

The Game of Souls has you, my friend…

Till we meet again