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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

Why do we play Games? Why, for fun. What else? Imagine you were playing Hide & Seek one day and in between you counting and chasing the rest someone managed to slip in going to work, paying bills and all the rest of it. Would that Game still be amusing? Of course it wouldn’t. And yet, that is exactly what happened… Imagine how miffed you feel when you died (but were still alive) and you saw how you were taken in by the claims you never stopped to adjudicate.

That is their Game. Its so effective that 81% of the realm hate it but acquiesce and seek out creature comforts that prevent the realization of the trick. What I’m saying is no illusion = no enlightenment and we, Souls currently plugged in, are playing the Game on its highest level against the most devious Opponent one can imagine. His plots and schemes go a little like this:

A child is born overflowing with Inner Sense. They may not be able to express the concepts yet with words and symbols but the body language and presence is effortless. This is the first vector of attack as one must be displaced from within in order for the false pretender to ascend. Next comes the trick of speaking from within their head with a voice they think is them. Spin it back, do you remember when it first started talking and how life was before it kicked? I do but, like most things, many folks never stop to check their inner realms as they are nigh on strangers to their Self which is part and parcel of the trick because if your Opponent can fill this void you won’t admit with a never ending stream of trivia and entertainment to keep you bedazzled whilst in the flesh then you keep writing their meal ticket and paying for your ignorance by living the life unexamined. Whoops, jumped aheart a few steps because it simultaneously processes whats linear in your head:

So, all of these Souls, so different, are herded into place and made to sit still as can be and are rewarded for their rote repetition of whatever their teacher says. The ones who do well usually excel in the System as it was built for them to fit. Those who don’t either become derelicts, criminals or philosophers par excellence as they perceive the shadows depth and question the water they’re made to swim within which is invisible to most fish. After nearly two decades of this most are well adjusted to the mass sickness that encompasses the globe with an iron fist and sent off, head first, onto the psychosocial treadmill in an altered state of consciousness. From there on out its work, buy, consume, die as they try to get around the board as many times as they can before they meekly inherit the earth that was promised as its shoveled on top of them. The end.

Or, not quite. As then its time for a handy, dandy memory wipe and they do it all again.

This is the wheel of time that Buddha mentioned and when you see it like this the intent behind it can’t be anything more or less than demonic, yes? And yet for many this slice of hell is heaven sent and, if you’re one of the 11%, you get to grin as you reign in it with a little help from your friends. The 8% find themselves set adrift on something that isn’t quite dead but most certainly isn’t living which is why drugs, sex and violence are quite common along with mass fixations on other things like pornographic images to beat off the stress or immense stretches of gaming and the ilk. Doesn’t matter though, end result is the same for most.

Live. Die. Repeat.

A tiny fraction of the rest manage to Know the Ledge whilst living and see through the illusion and this is when hell releases its angels which come with gossamer wings to whisper sweet nothings to lure you back in to the web as, without you, none of this exists and thus your exit spells their death. Are things starting to make sense yet of why ancient cultures viewed the flesh as a curse and spent so much time figuring how to get the F out of here before mans awareness dimmed and into the void stepped an electric current which blinded them with a light that was no authentic? I’ll let you guess where we are, right now, and what kicks. Did you notice that voice in your head had been registering protests since the head of this article? I’d be willing to bet a lot of the plugged in already clicked off before getting to this bit as this is the info it dreads you comprehending and applying:

How can you be it when you are that which listens?

That is who stepped in. That is who you are, in and beyond the flesh. That is who is identical from one life to the next and that is all that can leave this realm at the end of your spin. Problem is its radiant glow is covered in whole load of shame and ignorance which is designed to exploit the innate firmware of the brain which is driven toward pleasure and away from pain. This is why the Warrior goes against the grain in his quest for liberation as it beats the alternative which is the continue screen in which so many peeps say the same thing:

“I saw my life flash before my eyes and then I was drawn down this dark tunnel and at the end was an illumination with immense affection awaiting my presence”.

aka remembering the trip from the womb to the world. Again. How many times do you Thunk you’ve read this text?

No illusion = No enlightenment.

The Opponent chose his hiding place, really well, and, at this very moment, is denying any of this is even possible and doing his best to create discomfort to make sure you don’t examine your inner realms. Haven’t you wondered why each and every thing from the womb till the tomb is focused on keep your attention on them? Religions need you to believe, celebs beg for you to perceive and the Observer Effect suggests that without a glance, nothing kicks, ergo your true power is so immense that the best way to describe it would be to say this entire realm exists within your awareness. Which leads us back to Inner Sense because each child, intuitively, Knows they are the centre of the universe and it all revolves around them before the System hits them up the head with some conditioning. Some parents are just wack and they’ve thrown them for a loop before they even manifest by causing stress during development or the vital post natal period. I mean, let me give you an example I’ll cover in depth, elsewhen:

Back in Kemet the pregnant woman was sent to a natural enclave surrounded by beautiful things and nature in its element to be pampered and guided by the wisdom of old maidens. At time of birth she would squat, in darkness, to welcome – into her own hands – the flesh of her flesh into a tranquil environment that was optimally equipped to ensure the perfect resonance.

Compare that with the elderly packed into retirement homes, feeling useless, parents stressed to death as they pay day care to raise their kid who was smacked on the rear end in a place doused in surgical spirit and antiseptics by a man overworked and underpaid that looks at life like a conveyor belt to pay their bills. Then all the above mentions happen to add insult to what is injurious.

No wonder so few seekers actually find what was hiding:

Their Self aka gnosis in the flesh bka Knowing the Ledge. Are the pieces starting to fit yet or am I talking a load of BS that has no link with reality? Here, let me lace you with a starter for ten you’ll be glad you possessed when this spin comes to an end:

“Go back, go back. Its not your time yet” said the merciful angel of radiance expressed the near death survivor with a face, rapturous.

Those are the archons aka the Opponent. At your death they’ll pimp, scream and beg for you not to leave this realm via all types of manipulation. Its why Christian NDEs see Jesus, as they expect, and the rest perceive whatever they wish or were programmed with because its all based on your consciousness and current level of ignorance hence why the willhelpme project is seen as the biggest threat and there have been many attempts to take me out of this because the very last thing they want is for people to comprehend the shadows depth, walk in and find the true source of enlightenment that was hidden so they can send you an electric bill instead.

Till we meet again

To a fish the water it swims in is as invisible as time is to man because we move through the medium that creates the resonance that is decoded by said apparatus in order to create our existence. This world works on the principles of binary opposition as exemplified by Yin and Yang where one sees, first hand, how the opposite contains and equal that creates the whole song and dance. The point in the mid, however, is invisible and inferred via presence and this is the famous Witness you’ve heard me mention that makes all things manifest. Stop and think:

Without that bit to create spin the rest of the motion is impossible, yes?

This is how essential you are to this dimension because without you, here, now, on this planet none of this exists. For the Adulterated this may seem a tad preposterous or the ramblings of one whose ego is immense but its actually the truth that becomes Self evident once you do the Knowledge or just simply notice the resonance of a child who has just stepped in and hasn’t yet been programmed by the System which aims to drive a wedge between the Witness and Inner Sense in order to introduce a mind filled with ADHD chimps that manifest as voices which say that and this whilst convincing another inhabitant that running the treadmill will solve the ills that they inherited from their parents even though they did, for a lifetime, and are still miserable.

Make that make sense and you’ll see why I developed this mindset as I’ve kicked it with a heck of a lot of people in this realm and asked the most Soul probingly deep questions to a range of people whose life and imperience is so varied that some you’d cross the street if you happened to meet (even in broad day) whilst others you’d do whatever it takes just to have a cup of tea with slice of cake as you bask in their magnificence. All smoke and mirrors, my friend. Total illusion as underneath the shiny veneer they present I discovered a lot of the same problems but they could afford a better class of distractions and were surrounded by yes men that swiftly nodded their heads and kept cashing the cheques they’d get for ensuring the emperor never, ever realized he was naked.

Me? I’ve more of a bull in a china shop type flex as I’d ask whatever it was I wanted answered with no thought to the consequence and because the questions were asked with no ill will or bad intent it nearly always went quite well because, in the end, who doesn’t want to talk about themselves and learn something in the process? I discovered how many are miserable, how few actually give an F as they’re saturated in coping mechs along with plenty of bread and lashings of circuses as well. Things like this, as I upped my res, led me to question the ins and outs of this whole “wearing flesh on a planet thing” as I’d been aware for a minute that I am, in my essence, pure consciousness and thus just visiting this realm. Here’s where it gets interesting:

What if I were to say there is no bad or good – just energy.

A lot would point at all the suffering in this realm and the unchecked wickedness along with a zillion other things and, in many ways, they would be quite correct as this place is going to hell in a handbasket, no doubts needed. But, then again, you can’t make an omelette without cracking a few eggs and there is a reason why this simple dish is the ultimate test of a chefs skills just like drawing a perfect circle is the same for an artist. There is a method to the madness. A plan in progress. Now, granted, there are immense layers of subterfuge, deception, double binds and triple crosses in the quest for gnosis as everyone promulgates their way is the best and they’ll extract all types of oaths and promises with varying degrees of menaces but that stuff is for the birds as, in the end, no one can die for you ergo none can live your life either. Really let this sink in. Marinate and breathe this fact to your depths because I recently linked a vid in which Richard Pryor said some of the realest things I’d ever heard because he made us laugh outside but inside was a sad man whose tears didn’t end and thus manifested as all types of addictions and self destruction.

Where I’m from thats so common that it goes without question and thus I’d eagerly question the nine AM fiend that was clucking for a fix with eyes rimmed red what he gets from the whole thing and the answers were ridiculously honest as a) I provided a distraction from the jonesing and b) it was always interesting and this leads us to the main topic:

To become a Warrior one must move beyond good and evil. These polar opposites are a great way of playing both sides against the mid but, as I said, you are this ergo to pick a side means you’re at war with your Self which pre-supposes a false aspect and this leads us back to Adulteration and Inner Sense. Check it:

A childs emotions are intense and unchecked. They call it how they see it and thus can be gnashing and wailing one moment and next they’re all grins as these states of resonance only exist for ninety seconds without psychological investment. Run that back again and let it temper as we check an old parable:

Two monks were rolling along the strip and they came upon a damsel in distress. The young adept immediately felt the vows he’d taken flash in his head and the code of conduct as well and thus was quite surprised when the elder picked up the girl and solved her problem before they were gone with the wind and went on with their trek. He kept ruminating on this for quite a distance and seeing as both were not strangers to quiet contemplation there was naught amiss until the nagging sense of incorrectness within caused the discipline to turn to his friend with the bald head as he said:

“Master, we have taken vows to not touch a women and yet the one we met who couldn’t cross the stream due to the bridge being broken was swiftly hoisted in your arms and taken to the other end. I am perplexed why you did this and simply can’t fathom the logic and reasoning” to which the elder looked with a Zen grin and mentioned:

“I set her down ages ago, it appears you are still carrying her in your awareness“.

Thats beyond good and evil because a lot of us beat ourselves up in our heads like Ike smacking out a high note performance but would never, ever think of treating a friend like this and things like this made me realize, back when, that the best relationship one can foster in this realm is with Self as that is, in the end, all there is. Some may walk alongside you for a while and that is great if it happens but if thats not part of the equation and you allow your glow to dim and sink down into the polarized depths this causes all types of problems as the core programming of life is to give what you expect and this is why winners win and losers whine online. Actually, the really realest that truly live their bliss and place the crown upon their own head don’t give much of an F about the whole digital performance as they’re too busy living their lyrics to care about the lets pretend which, if you stop and think about it, is testament to what I said as most people truly do not like themselves. See the White Room experiment that had Souls running for the hills swearing to never, ever do that again whereas the one who as awakened the Warrior within relishes the solitude for it clicks that ye are neither Yan nor Ying but both in the same instance as a well as a heck of a lot more than ever imagined by those living the life, unexamined.

Along the way there have been some moments that were especially tense as I folded in upon my Self and that was to bring to my attention a kink in the hosepipe of consciousness that was dented, back when, and bring some unwinding to optimize the flow again and thus one ascends to a higher state of consciousness. Until you do it all again. Really, there is no end to the refinement as you keep increasing your resolution as I have always mentioned and this creates even better thoughts and questions until you are in a state of perpetual motion where all you can do is grin at the sheer ridiculousness of walking around on a planet, wearing flesh and watching the rest run the treadmill when what they hope to escape and are seeking are actually identical and both rest within but via differing labels. That may seem a tad metaphys so lets back it up a bit as I smack your bish up with this:

What weighs more? A kilo of anvils or feathers? Better yet, if you wished to ascend, which one would be best to assist with the optimal placement? Thoughts are things, my friend, and this is why I have such a great track record of changing minds with conversations as its simply a case of moving the assemblage point of the Witness and watching as life recodes itself to the new resonance. Let me give you an example:

Have you ever heard the phrase that you get what you expect? There was a jit we knew, back when, that was as ugly as one could be as he didn’t so much fall out of tree of facial harmony but he took a swift beating with each step as his dish was a mess. And yet he constantly stayed with fresh tens in his rotation and we were puzzled as to how the hell he did it. Now, that whole convo is a topic in and of itself but it showed me how the world has two roles:

Opponent and Victim.

Take away the energetics you’ve attached to these labels and think of the deal as active and passive or leading and following. As you will start to comprehend this is the shell Game to end all of them and why I laugh at the politically correct who argue semantics as the obviously do not get what flew over their chest as they’re locked in a cell on the left side of their head being force fed labels in lieu of imperience. Thats one of lifes greatest hustles – billions served daily… Do the Knowledge, my friend. Now, what this means is, like the Yan and Ying, you have an masculine and feminine principle as this is what creates the spin that manifests as orbits of the planets, sex and the binary operation of a computer chip that makes it possible for you to read this text and everything else you can imagine. In reality there is only the number one and its absence as the rest are aspects of multiplication of this essence and even that is an illusion in this realm because… Ah, that one is too mind bending to mention so we’ll leap to that tangent elsewhen as I want to keep this simple and give you something you can apply to your own life and awareness by the end of the session.

Pryor said a lot of people live other peoples lives as its simple. Of course it is as no effort is needed and thus one attempts to tick the “Supposed To” boxes that everyone else did even though most of them were still miserable wrecks awash with coping mechs and saturated with ignorance of what truly kicks. Such is the life of a square watermelon, yes? The moment you comprehend the trick, the principle of spin and the still, quiet point in the mid I call the Witness which, itself, hints about the Psylense that makes all possible then you are simply a man/woman/whatever concept in which you invest as a way of validating your illusion and thats fine and dandy. One question though:

Is it working?

Meaning do you leap out of bed with a spring in your step, grin on your lips and song in your chest? If not would you be willing to sacrifice this sacred cow of a lifetimes investment by scalpelling it with the surgical precision of relentless introspection? Why? How does the thought make you feel? Victim, meet Opponent.

Can you imagine if you, instead, reframed it as a challenge because then you may just discover what you don’t know you don’t know and thats where the magic happens as you can shift to a point beyond good and evil which is ultimately the Path to which mans quest for meaning is pointing. Most will never, ever to do this as they are simply too comfortable and numb to give a single, solitary F. Others like fighting too much so they can embrace the light and project the darkness on a nebulous (and ever shifting) “Them” without comprehending they are the only Soul on the planet and thus they’re wrestling phantoms after having given them their lifes current which is mad ironic, when you think, because like a tree that is fell with no Witness to take it in the vibrations resonate but no sound is made.

Once again, that is how important you are to whole shebang. Isn’t that empowering? Imagine if you Knew this with a capital K. How different would you feel? In which ways would life shift? Wouldn’t each and every one of your trigger moments now seem patently ridiculous?

Thats being beyond good and evil, my friend. This doesn’t mean you roll around like those goofies that get treat like a bish and think its some type of accomplishment that they’re not reactive when, at a depth, they’re actually seething within and manifest this place somewhere else as misplaced aggression like the time I saw an oh so spiritual yoga teach scream and yell whilst road raging at someone else as I waved a cheery hello and accelerated into the distance from her face, beet red. When ones Self you attempt to deceive the burden is not only heavy but the price is immense because no matter what happens or well you sell the image to the rest it never, ever feels real within and that, my friend, can only be described as a living hell, yes?

Me? I don’t have that problem. Me? I always tell the truth, even when I lie.

How is that possible? Simple. Really do the Knowledge on what was just said and I predict that less than one out of ten of you reading will catch yourself in the habit of trying to finesse your consciousness next time it happens and then it will click that you don’t have to be what you can perceive as you must be something else which brings the Witness into resolution that generates the space needed for restitution that, in turn, brings a feeling of coherence as once transcends, in mind first (because the Game is mental), the third dimension of binary opposition as what comes next takes you beyond good and evil and a whole nother resonance as the diamond looks back on the pain of the coal and thinks:

“Well, don’t need that BS any more” as they start to shine as nature intended because we, in many ways, are a species so misled that we think we’re leading and the best but are actually as dumb as you can get as evidenced by how we treat ourselves, the rest and planet but thats a deeper topic and I’m trying to keep it simple so lets recap with a twist and you can serve up this Ether, hot and fresh, next time you start to get in a tizz:

Number one, there is nothing but energy in this realm or, as I like to distinguish, InnerG for reasons we’ll examine elsewhen. These are currents of bioelectrical stimulation to which we attach labels and then, from these, we form a narrative. After a while this builds the tint which shapes what we expect as we stop decoding the signals and accept what is encoded which is as a sad as it is criminal as the subcon literally processes billions of bits per second in its dataset but the (false) self that dwells within your head as the Victim of the Opponent which manifests as the voice most Slaves Thunk is them can only handle about 8 bits, at best. Haven’t you ever wondered why after this limit of digits you find it hard to recollect but I could throw a random string of six and you’d remember it, no problem. This is such a huge topic because whilst this blindspot creates vision its so low resolution that the best way to ref it would be like this:

How many Knew (capital K), instantly, what the outline repped even though it was bare bones and basic as your mind provided in the rest due to the immense potent within that has, hitherto, been filed with a state of ignorance and passive acceptance of what you get. Can you see why I’ve said that free will is a DLC that most people have been tricked into Thunking is standard equipment? Its only when you do the Knowledge then look around and see this:

That you start to comprehend exactly how much was missing (as well as what is added) by those going through the motions with no emotion as they’re numbed from within in a state of Adulteration which demands they remain submissive to the whims of a madman in their head that will brook no discussion for the edicts it issues are then expelled from their lips like they’re original creations when, in reality, they’re simply symptoms of mass social sickness aka all of the people who fell at the first hurdle of emancipation via gnosis then built a slum tenement they call living in the Twenty First cent and all it brings as they sprint, full belt, along the psychosocial treadmill from one life to the next until they get to the point where it clicks that they are an aspect of the Prime which fell from a cloud of undifferentiated consciousness (that gives not one F about this realm, by the way, as you cannot fit an ocean into a teacup) as drops of rain that yelled “Whee!” as they became a separate me that then pooled in school before being flash frozen into the form of many snowmen that may seem different without but are functionally identical within as all are scared to melt and thus will hold onto the lowest possible vibration as the devil they know well and will never, ever second guess what he presents as their story and narrative and thus 8 billion living hostages are currently trapped within the flesh as they seek bootless solutions that never delivered anything but conflict and empty promises due to a lack of imagination and unwillingness to transcend the Game.

What if thats the aim? Better yet, what if it isn’t and I’m actually going against the grain by hacking it. Again.

Who cares? Do you? I don’t because I’m having mad fun, haven’t hurt anyone else and only sprinkle as much gnosis as the other can handle which is evidenced by the fact of you still reading when others clicked off and went to check up on a celeb before the thirteenth run on sentence had pierced their awareness as the self protective mech of the false aspect knew what was coming and thus steered them away before they comprehended the trick of that ever so elusive pimp that holds billions in its grip by issuing the same basic script to which they furnish their own details before yelling at anyone who differs from their perspective and point at which they’re pinned whilst pining for the bit in the mid that recollect from back when and think they can only Know again after death or via some type of chemical assistance or supernatural agent which really is quite sad, from my lens, but also very effective as it carries the promise of success with little to no effort which in a world filled to the gills with plastic surgery interventions and sixty second this and quick fix that flies off the shelves as they put those miles on the treadmill that energizes the (false) self that is currently pimping this realm and those plugged in who buy what its shoveling but thats another topic so take that resonance and crack the concrete of ignorance and sprinkle that filth on the rose of Inner Sense that was trapped under the pavement and together we’ll make these urban jungles into the garden of Eden again and, to me at least, that sure beats a chip in the head that sells a digital hallucination as the approximation of bliss as the brainrot generation are set adrift on the waves of false awareness that heralds a brave new world, waiting, as the feature presentation from an old devil you know well but haven’t comprehended he stage managed the whole thing because every story needs an antagonist otherwise the call to adventure would be worthless as “Press A to win” just doesn’t have the same ring as “Nintendo hard” that needs way more than a pause, dig?

Till we meet again