Decoding Your Self

Time and again, when we’re speaking, you’ll hear me mention “Doing the Knowledge”. This process manifests as a thousand and one things because its entirely natural but, much like breathing, very few people do it correct due to the maladaptive training they were handed by those who lead by example and caused their golden glow to dim. And yet, every single child that steps in fires on all cylinders due to the fact its standard spec.

Doing the Knowledge is being eternally curious. Its an engine that runs on intuition and thus logic is the shell draped around it that must obey certain rules and regulations whilst driving within the speed limits. Just because you have a sports car in the garage it doesn’t mean you’re a racer if all you’ve done is the school run and some light Sunday driving. The one who takes this machine to its optimal environment and then nurtures the skill of the engine screaming at it limits as the chassis is sliding is Doing the Knowledge whilst the rest are more than content to be mobilized pedestrians that never even thought of asking the big questions as they’re too concerned with which celeb they should keep up with and paying the rent as they amuse themselves to death.

Another way of saying the same thing is when you hear me mention upgrading the resolution. Imagine there is a signal being broadcast that was recorded in Eight K with fully surround sound encoding and all the bells and whistles to create the ultimate motion picture experience. Slaves would be taking this in via a twelve inch, black and white portable, analog TV set with one busted speaker and truck loads of static that creates errors in interpretation as well as all forms of chaos that go on to fuel ignorance because, surprise, they haven’t Done the Knowledge. Thats 81% of people living on the planet at the moment who don’t click the problem nor the fact there are alternatives. Now, if you come to them and kick it on the exact topic they’ve just watched from your perspective with the complete home cinema rig which views as the director intended along with some popcorn and drinks thrown in along with a great ambience they’d look at you like you had two heads. Which you did, in terms of metaphysics. Lets use Jesus as an example:

The alcoholic preachers friend tuned in as I said:

“Jesus was crucified on a hill with two thieves on either side of him. One of them was cool, the other was a prick. Whats the deeper meaning? What have you decoded from this whilst Doing the Knowledge? Let me tell you what I picked up from the wavelength. Golgotha means skull in Aramaic. The hemispheres of your brain are the smooth criminals that Adulterate your christ consciousness that should, rightfully, sit in the mid at the pineal hence you see the Pope walking around with pinecones and the rest whilst they tell you fluoride is amazing and pump it into the water you drink in order to keep you locked in to the Mind Made Prison as they laugh at your ignorance and profit from your suffering. The left hemisphere is masculine and handles logic and communication and this thief will, to your last breath, deny what it steals as it doesn’t create but modulates consciousness at the rate of around seven bits of information per second. This is why its easier to remember digits if you break them down into a rhyme or segments as this activates the right hemi (the good thief) who is humble enough to admit that what they’re stealing and profiting from actually originates within your chest which is the true seat of awareness aka the Inner Sense you’ve heard me mention in previous missives. Basically, the Warriors entire script is getting back to this prime state of being and thus they enter the Kingdom and become, once again, as little children”.

And he was hooked as he’d never perceived this wavelength but it made a hell of a lot of sense as it filled in various bits and pieces that were missing from his transmission but were present, nonetheless, for one decoding at a higher resolution. Now, the above is just one example because when you expand isotropically from a point in the mid its akin to taking that black and white TV set and first fixing the static, attaching a new antenna then correcting the speaker. Just from that alone you are offered a huge hint and, should you wish, you can now put the work in required to build the tech skills which are akin to DLC options for the playa in the Game who is aware he’s using his Soul as a credit to wear the flesh because awareness is everything. The best bit is that from one life to the next you’ll retain this increased resolution and it can be built on as you progress, even if you don’t consciously recollect what you did, back when. In many ways the words I share are seeds to reactivate the skills of those who are reading and have previously put the work in because one who shines can cause a fire to rise in the eyes of another who comprehends this life dimmed the spark they stepped in with as it was, once upon a when, blazing with a strength that was so powerful that their energetic presence literally poured out of them and uplifted those who were resonant and around them. Thats the Systems doing. It exists to bait and switch so that Eight K that should be clear and obvious becomes a muddled mess as they inject a whole load of static indoctrination in to create as much conflict as possible. Why? So people are so busy refining their ignorance they never stop to Know the Ledge as my examples attest. Make smarter decisions, my friend.

Another one is the structure of language. Its why I’ve said in the Eight Traits vid that if all you speak is Devilish then you’re a Slave from now till the end as its simply that powerful a spell as words are weapons just like thoughts are things in this realm. These are deeper topics which is why its so important to ensure you are decoding your Self vs having your (false) self encoded and presented to you as a script to live by that voice in your head which is, dun, dun, duuuuunnnnn, the bad thief I mentioned aka a god who pretends and is terribly jealous of what you’re naturally capable. Stop and think why pretty much everyone in this realm thinks the embodiment of the divine aspect is a an angry White man in a cloud who yells then, as you Do the Knowledge, you may comprehend that, once upon a when, the same symbol was a Black woman with big hips and ample breasts that was seen as nurturing abundance that was the living embodiment of the spiritual in her element. Bells ringing, yet? Take it to another level and ask why left handers are a small percent and yet they are at the head of many fields of success and, surprise, surprise, the one thing nearly every language spoken says is how much they hate them:

“Sinistira” in Italian is pretty Self evident whilst the Devilish “left field” means something totally unexpected and often quite unwanted. “Mão esquerda” is Portuguese and is linked to not only the sinister limb but also means awkward and not slick. “Gauche” in French says the same thing whilst the Xhosa prefer “khohlo” which says weak and or foolish as well as that much disdained limb. Zulu is interesting as they call it “kwesokunxele” which reps the side where the heart is which has fascinating implications as does the Croatian “lijevo” which can also mean beautiful. And so on and so on go the spells whilst they mostly agree that right is direct, best, fixed and static as well as the preferable way to be we get to see some old shreds that peep out, now and then which hint the Game wasn’t always like this as the programming languages define the playas internal realms, yes? As a child I was ambidextrous because, why not?, until a teacher swooped in and grabbed the crayon I was alternating and said:

“Write with your right hand unless you want to get left behind“. Man, what a trip. I sat there for ages picking that one apart as it was such a multifaceted suggestion that all I could respond with was a thorough rejection as I got back on with doing what came natural and from within, without prompting or tuition. It was then I got my first hint at the true nature of the System I rebel against and kept on doing my thing which lead to the Warriors mindset and all I kick. You are welcome to reality test this (and all of my suggestions) to find your own mileage because that race car you never shift beyond first as you currently think its an automatic due to miseducation is capable of far more than you suspect than trundling along with the engine screaming. Try talking to the child within and listen to their Inner Sense because its quite telling that the left, when pushing the pen, has a scrawl that is seemingly frozen in time. Thats one of the tells that the Game of Souls has you, my friend, and why I’m a major threat because I remind you of the things you were made to forget. Transcend the noiZ and hear the Psylense instead that reigns in your chest and is the key to higher gnosis because whilst you may be totally invested in the character wearing skin and its whims I know I’m that which animates it and thus is truly eternal. An immortal in the flesh who leaps from one life to the next in this Game we’re playing using our Souls as credits who chose now to manifest to help up your wavelength because when the Techno Sapiens step in its over for the digital generation as they’ll be stitched in to something that seems heaven sent but, just like this realm, is actually an old devil in a new dress because if they can take an Eight K signal and keep on increasing the static as they destroy the resolution from one to the next generation its not hard to hypnotize them with false solutions like the tech you’re holding and then it becomes Self evident why “Siri” spells iris when flipped as well as the whole symbolism of the bit apple thing which promises to make androids of men as we head to the future and this stage will be so different to what we live that we’ll seem like cavemen in comparison which links back into legend and myths that attest that men were, once upon a when, far more capable and possessed a strength of wisdom that allowed them to erect buildings aligned with immense precision designed to survive the ages and changes whilst encoding vast amounts of data within but only those with the eyes of wisdom can see it whilst the rest are stuck on stupid and fighting with the rest to prove their brand of ignorance is the best as they run along the psychosocial treadmill which is a hallmark of this level in the Game we all play by inserting our Souls as credits.

Till we meet again

Imagine a World Where Everyone Was Real

“Can you imagine a world where everyone was real?”.

“What do you mean? Like really real, just say what you feel with no double deals or bluffs kinda thing?”.

“Yeah, pretty much”.

“It would be insane. The madness would never end”.

“Maybe, for a generation or two but by then people would forget the allure of deception and pretending as the new kids would grow up in an environment that didn’t train them for a masked existence. Can you imagine it?”.

“Truthfully, I can’t. I really can’t. I enjoy a fib or ten too much to drop the habit. Now, I know you’re as smooth as a brick when it comes to deception and have no qualms in letting people know that they stink and the rest but for me its just not worth the static. Who cares? I certainly don’t give an F and if a few “Yeah, mhmms” and telling them what they want to hear smooths my way then I’m all for it. Remind me again why you don’t like making it easier for your Self?”. I grinned then said:

“I can’t afford that luxury due to the Path upon which I tread. Its simply not an option for too many reasons to list and most of them are selfish”.

“Really?” she leaned in, eyes widening. “So not for any noble quest or betterment of the collective? That is interesting”.

“Well, consider this. A good liar needs to recollect what he said to whom and when, correct?“. She nodded her head. “Think of that as an energetic investment of their resonance in order to keep track of the micro deceptions that can number into the thousands. Its an immense drain when seen through this lens and the side effect is they are never truly in the moment nor fully engaged with what life presents as they are too busy spinning various plates in their subconscious as they keep fronting”.

“That makes sense. So thats how you do it huh? Thats the grand secret to thinking such off the wall things or noticing the tiniest of blips like that time you said that woman in the supermarket was cheating on her man due to the way she rearranged the tins he’d put in their shopping basket?”.

“Pretty much, yes. I prefer to use my energetics on more interesting things like ensuring the link between my chest and mouth isn’t Adulterated by that voice in my head that I haven’t heard since back when but I’m fairly certain its waiting in the wings to come roaring back in if it thinks it can pull the trick of convincing me I’m it again“.

“Your brain really is insane. So strange. Its like talking to a lucid lunatic sometimes as I think either you’re wrong, alone, or the whole world has truly flipped its lid and you’re the only one who sees it. I don’t think I could take that deal. Matter of fact I don’t think I’d want it. The passenger seat view is enough for me when we link, now and then, because its simply too much voltage”.

“At least you’re honest”.

“With you? Mostly” she added with a grin.

“Imagine a world where everyone was real. Where they just said what they feel and let it shine from within”.

“You mean like a realm filled with Care Bear people instead where everyone did what it said on the tin? Hah! Can you imagine? You’d see Emotional Cripple as well as Nervous Wreck and his friend Secret Addiction along with the rest. Actually thats really quite amusing… And sad, come to think. How the hell do you not get depressed seeing the world as it is? Or at least, as you say it is. Me? I don’t give an F as long as my little boat isn’t rocking and no one is popping my bubble. Live and let live, ya dig?”.

“And yet you quite happily stream off a string of fibs in order to keep that going so, in the end, its inauthentic”.

“Who cares? Most people have had some type of plastic surgery and those that can’t afford it would get something changed, real quick, if someone handed them a blank cheque. In the mean time there are filters so they can fake it and all the rest of the tricks that are now common practice in this realm. You know, talking to you sometimes I think you’re an alien or time traveling. Like how the hell can one be in but not of this realm as you stroll through mostly disconnected from the rest as you do your own thing like you’re living in a dream whilst being lucid?”.

“What if thats the truth? You know the old Matrix thing that we make real with our awareness that we project to the outside from within and then feast on it again via a loop of ignorance”.

“Nope. Don’t. Not interested. That is too trippy for me to even think and I have no wish to consider it without heavy eyelids and an altered state of consciousness. Speaking of which, how the hell did you press those points and release that neurochemical bliss from within and why can’t I do it to my Self? That was amazing. If you could bottle and sell that hit you’d be super, duper rich as people would line up to buy it”.

“Its about bringing your Self into the moment. Thats why the present is a gift. I just showed you how to unwrap it, with a little assistance which links back to what I said about being real because when you aren’t draining your innate energetics with these sequential pieces of resistance you operate at a higher voltage which is a side effect of being authentic. Take kids, for example, and how they’re super vivid and intense until they get programmed to think like this, not say that and only ask certain questions which leads to them being Adulterated and miserable like those before them. And this is the main thing their seeds will inherit. Their parents ignorance. Sad, isn’t it? Thats what happens in a world built on lies that people will kill to defend as deception requires constant bloodshed as well as murder of the true Self as most people dwell in a shell that is two steps from hell so they surround themselves with distractions and others as miserable as them as they continue world building about the life they don’t live inside each others heads. Tell me that isn’t insane”.

“If anyone else said that I’d say they were clinically depressed”.

“Why?”.

“Because it sounds so horrible and yet I can’t deny its accurate. Social media is filled to the gills with it and what you said about TV being primed with “programs” as a hint made so much sense when I thought of it but things like this are asking me to pop my own bubble and that simply isn’t happening. Its like disconnecting from the Matrix and then finding your Self on a dank ship, eating the most basic elements required for survival whilst being hunted by those who want you dead as you’re a threat to their trick that pimps the playas awareness“.

“Like a living monkey wrench, born to throw in to the System and see what happens to its gears. Will it crunch me or shall I resist them?” I said, with a grin.

“You truly are insane. You know that, yes?”.

“In a world full of madness thats a huge compliment because if sane is a place and I’m within it that means its all good inside my head. Its those who are outsane that get my attention as they Thunk what they do is in their best interests when, in reality, most of them hate their lives, their husbands, wives and – quite often – their children as well. Isn’t it strange how the next generation often sees their parents at their most real and damaged as they truly perceive what they feel and project after a hard day at the office when they come home and rip off the mask to which they are so well adjusted then scream and yell at their kids out of their own frustrations needing a vent so they indulge themselves with food and drink before sleeping it off and getting up to do it again. I mean, what the F? Tell me that doesn’t sound like madness?”.

“It does the way you see it but no one else looks through that lens. Reality is what you can get away with, in the end, and its you, by your lonesome, against all the rest on this quest which says “Hey guys, guess what? You’re an idiot thats been tricked by a huge load of skillful manipulation that makes you think your weaknesses are strengths as that voice in your head peddles constant threats and stress which you ain’t even smart enough to comprehend is part of the problem as you are that which listens and thus far more powerful”. I mean, who really wants to hear those things? You know? I get it. In bits with some occasional pieces sprinkled in because its quite an interesting concept for pondering and the conversations are always on point but most people would rather die on the lie than know they’ve been tricked as they can’t admit that to themselves”.

“Remember that couple in the supermarket, back when? Did you notice their kid had a cleft chin?”.

“No. Wait, what does that have to do with anything?”.

“Well, neither of them did and yet its something that is genetically inherited from one of the parents which means someone else dipped their wick to birth that kid and the man of the house is none the wiser about what kicks on his wifes weekend trips and long nights at the office. Think he’d want to know the truth of his lineage or who flew over the cuckoos nest or is he perfectly content with the deception she presents and he, I’d be willing to bet, had already noticed as you don’t just elevate to that level of disrespect without some other indications being present. Like the rearranging of the tins he’d placed in which signals “You are incompetent and not worthy of my respect””.

“Its too much. It really is. I mean if you can process this much from a quick glimpse of a family doing their shopping I shudder to think what I’m broadcasting or the rest of the realm as well. Why can’t you just live life instead of doing whatever the hell this is? I mean I picked up on all the tells and signals once you mentioned them as they seemed so obvious from her domineering body language and his henpeckedness but that cleft chin thing is so intense. How come you never mentioned it then because thats straight up proof of the pudding she’s been cheating. I mean, in that example do you think any one of them involved would be happy and grin if you told them them the truth of what was happening or would they prefer to cling to their subjective deceptions? Its not even a question, is it? The answer is Self evident. Just cos you got your bubble popped when you danced with death and saw through lifes illusion doesn’t mean everyone else is comfortable with it because, to them, the image is all they have so they cling to it”

“Like a drowning man with a brick who could save himself. If only he was willing to relinquish his grip”.

“Exactly this. Exactly this. Its like you said about slinging gold nuggets at people with filth stained mitts that were covered in excrement. You’ve got to be willing to purify your Self then dare to look within before taking those other steps and most people simply aren’t about it because its so foreign to what they expect and have been programmed to accept. You know what? I get now what you mean about the 81%. It really does make a lot of sense so I suppose, by that metric, I’m one of the 8% instead that is capable of awakening from the pernicious spells and things the 11% have been weaving for generations upon those who wear the flesh but, man, it sounds like so much effort and not worth the stress, comprehend?”.

“Its not me but thee that can answer that question because the same voltage you invest in the deception to keep your bubble (or Reality Tunnel) as it is with the little fibs designed to spare your own feelings is what paves the way for comfortable ignorance of what truly is happening and the realization of your own potential. Imagine a world where everyone was real. Where they said what they feel and meant it as well but with no malice or badness. Just pure Inner Sense that called it as it sees, asking questions, seeking answers and sharing observations as they come from their chest and thus not directed by that voice in their heads which weaves an intricate web using 8 billion Souls that generally have little to no comprehension of whats truly happening in this realm and definitely no Knowledge of Self as they prefer to swim in the seas of ignorance whilst holding the brick of tradition which ensures they must tread water or meet death from one generation to the next. The end. Till they get plugged back in and do it all again”.

“I think a world filled with people like you would truly be even scarier than the one we have at the present. I really mean it. Mainly because I can’t imagine any way we’d get there from here without everyone tearing each other to shreds in a way that would unleash the most intense type of suffering in this realm which would have a cataclysmic effect on pretty much everything. I mean, have you ever considered the flip? What if the 11% you call the Slave/Masters are doing this but with far more finesse than your one man mission which is about as subtle as a brick to the dish whereas they are cooking the frogs in the kitchen by increasing the heat in increments until people start awakening to how ridiculous it all is and then they, semi naturally, choose a better option? I mean, what if thats truly their script and what they did to you via forced awakening thanks to a brush with death and engineered deception is pretty much identical to what you want to unleash on the rest who haven’t had a lifetimes training of going against the grain which allowed you to handle it whilst making sense of what happened. What then?”.

“That really is interesting and not something I’d truly considered depth as its quite a fresh perspective when seen via your lens so its something I’ll have to sketch in my head then inspect the angles as its not the variables but how you arrange them that makes all the difference“.

Till we meet again

Work, Buy, Consume, Die

The psychosocial treadmill is something that, for most Slaves, is totally invisible. Whats quite inexplicable about this illusion is its literally in front of them and underpins their entire existence. Thing is when you’ve been trained to live as a stranger from Self then its quite a simple deception thanks to their investment in ignorance along with a lack of imagination that dares not push the limits. Welcome to your Reality Tunnel. If you were to strip it to its basic components it would read:

Work, buy, consume, die.

There you have it. In and around this they’d fit everything else. Some would pay lip service to religion, others may be strict adherents. In the end its irrelevant as the first assassin hits and demands a third out of the twenty four they get so they may pay the bills, stay fed and keep a roof over their head. In order to ease the pain of this they send in the femme fatale as well who slinks around, all seductive, and offers to take the pain away. If you pay. In exchange you can play with any amount of trinkets (as long as you can afford them) and if you can’t her cousin knows a guy who knows a guy that make you seem rich via the process of debt so you can stunt on those just as broke (and broken) as you keep on half stepping. Next comes the one that will keep you coming back again and again. Just like rats in the experiment where they could take a hit of the finest sniff or get fed they chose to toot up and then starved to death because the pleasure was too addictive. Thats consumption and most people are so consumed with it that it comes to define them. This beast has many heads and its so slick that it can manifest as almost anything you wish. Best of all it will present itself as your reason for living and thus can hide a variety of symptoms because, like the coca rodents, you’ll keep redosing. And then you’ll be dead.

Not quite the end because you are an immortal who exists before this realm but if you’ve managed to stay coloring in within the prescribed lines, as instructed, whilst living you’ll be entirely ignorant of this in any practical sense. Its a Game of three halves, my friend. Let me give you an example:

You are bopping along the street one day when you see a sign that says “Everything you ever wanted is within walking distance“. Intrigued you decide to check it out. The girl behind the counter hits a promo vid and it shows the glowing faces of those that made it, celebrating, and they say it was well worth the investment and how they get more than was promised and assure you its totally worth the effort whilst smiling in a way most enigmatic.

“All I have to do is walk?” you said.

“Yep” they replied.

“How far is it?”.

“A few meters”.

“Thats it?”.

“Uh huh”.

“Whats the catch? Is it across a greased strip that is really, really thin which is on fire and between two buildings or something?”.

“No, nothing like this but you can’t be told as its all about the attempt. Its literally what we’ve said, has been done by others who tried, but you only get one shot and can’t have at it again in this incarnation so think twice before starting”.

“So, whats the catch? What do I have to lose if I don’t win? Is it expensive? How much to have a spin?“.

“Nothing. Its perfectly free and if you don’t rise to the occasion then you walk out the other end the same as you went in and get back on with the business of living”.

What would you do in this example? Lets pretend you said “I’m in” and were lead through a door with a promise of gold if you win. You notice a line on the floor at one end and another, off in the distance where a security guard was standing in front of the exit. You estimate the length at three meters. As you start limbering you notice there are handprints on the floor and assume its a sprint. You stand behind the line and wait for the man to yell. Moments pass, nothing happens. You look up and his face is totally stoic. He doesn’t appear to be timing anything and is looking on in boredom. You decide to take it upon yourself and set off at full belt assuming the girl at the front desk will check and report back on your performance via the security system and its vision of the room you’re in.

Sailing like the wind you make the distance in a few steps. Feeling a sense of exhilaration at the promise of a new life on the other end you are surprised to hear the fail sound effect and red light blinking as you yell “What the hell?” and look around for an explanation. The man at the door won’t budge nor will he give you even a shred of attention. Feeling like a persona non grata, you make your way back to the front desk and demand satisfaction as you thought you did quite well and deserve answers for the rejection. Before you can say a thing the assistant hits play and you see the same flushed faces from the vid she played at the introduction and they said:

“So, you failed, eh? Why would you think that greatness that was offered with no apparent expense wouldn’t cost something? A little effort goes a long way because the Game is mental, in both senses. From the script it appeared you had it all to gain as no losses were possible but this was actually a test to see if your thoughts were lateral or literal. Its all about those vows to El in the end, and your relation to Self beneath all these sneaky spells and assumptions you need to transcend. I mean, when has life not handed you the bill for anything you did in this realm? The hints were all around, you’re the one who didn’t see them due to a lack of reality testing when it always was an option to think different. If you look back you’ll see you did it all to yourself from a position of ignorance when what was requested to pass the test was obvious. Better luck next spin”.

You closely observe the vid as the camera pulls out and you see them, one by one, in their own attempts, line up at the prints and then casually walk to the other end where the guard warmly smiled at them and opens the exit from this realm. Do you know what they did and you missed? Their soles were in ascent meaning they made the trip on their hands, as instructed.

How would you feel if that was the case? Would you think you’d been tricked or was it quite obvious once you’d seen the example? Well, that (but on another level) is pretty much what happens at death because if you’ve lived a life that was fully invested in the psychosocial treadmill and all it brings you’ll have virtually no Knowledge of Self and thus will make the same mistakes as the one listed because you’re using a certain form of logical ignorance and backing it up with assumptions of what is expected when its not quite that simple. In everyday terms it doesn’t mean you’ll be walking on your hands but your Soul is involved, in the end, because if you strolled up and said:

“I am John of house Smith. My parents were Fred and Wilma. I like croissants with jam and hate brussels sprouts because they stink” then you’ve done the equivalent of seeing the handprints and taking the most basic option because all of those things are earthbound concepts ergo a return ticket is all you’ll get. If, however, you flipped the script and had done the Knowledge whilst living and recollected you are neither your skin, the story in your head or your various accomplishments and trophies you’d been polishing you would click that you are, were (and thus will be again) nothing more and nothing less than pure consciousness then you’d get all you were seeking:

Higher dimensional freedom. The final liberation. Transcendence of the Game you’d played by inserting your Soul as a credit because anything less says to the Matrix that you aren’t done yet and want a fresh spin. “Another dose of work, buy, consume, die coming right up!” they said as they dropped you back in to the belly of the beast for a nine month stretch as you get tailored for the flesh needed to serve another life sentence in this realm of limitation and deception. The secret option of emancipation by doing the Knowledge via stepping off the treadmill and asking the big questions is always an option. In this life and the next. Statistically only 8% dare Know the Ledge whilst drawing breath as the rest are too invested in the tricks of the (false) self they Thunk is them.

Of course, the Game has already thought of this and that is why they tell (and sell) countless package deals of various perspectives that are, once again, earthbound concepts. Thats part of the illusion because this realm is, after all, a business. I mean, why wouldn’t it be? What is free in this land? Nothing, except willful ignorance and that can prove to be quite expensive in the grand scheme of things. Now, consider this, you may be a devout, religious person who thinks what I’ve said is just metaphysical BS but I’ve actually done you a favor for when you meet death because you’ll be ready to think different (if needed) instead of picking the obvious option ergo its much like a condom in that respect as its better to have and not need then require and not possess as you run the risk of getting burned in the end. If I’ve just presented you with the invitation to do the Knowledge whilst living then everything is to gain, isn’t it?

Of course, that voice in your head will protest because it built the treadmill and works for the corporation that owns this planet (get it? They planned it. Chortle, chortle! That pesky Dual Reality Principle strikes again!) and they really like to exert their dominion over the cattle (named so as they see you as less than human for not questioning the narrative) who are steadily pimped from one end to the next. Have you ever looked into how much money a cow produces in life and death and the immense uses of nearly every aspect of its presence to generate dividends? No? You should check it as it can be quite eye opening and there are lots of parallels between them and humans as both are fattened and milked in ways that are relentless by those who own them before being slaughtered and repurposed to create the most profit.

This, in a nutshell, is the ins and outs of the psychosocial treadmill. Now, here is why its so effective:

Its easy, its socially sanctioned and everyone else is doing it so the idea of working up a good sweat whilst making no progress is a no brainer which 81% of the planet will accept from one life to the next. I told you its a Game, one of gnosis that is akin to playing Hide & Seek with your Self. “Tag, you’re it!” and if, at the end, you attempt to apply human rules to higher dimensional realms you have no one to blame but your (false) self that you didn’t reality test whilst breathing and thus lived and died with a mask on your dish that causes all kinds of problems when the time comes to be face to faceless and see through the trick of “being human”.

This is why the ancient Kemetians built an entire culture around dying and never coming back again and modern imbeciles yell “YOLO!” as they sprint at full belt with next to no gnosis as they accept the script they were given in order to work, buy, consume and die again. Such is the price the Soul pays for willful ignorance as these people said that the moment of judgement is akin to your heart being placed on a set of scales with a feather on the other end. I want you to consider everything you Thunk you know (notice the lower case k?) as having the weight of an anvil ergo the dead bury the dead whilst pretending they’re living.

I know, I know. “Its not fair!” you said. In that case celebrate you had a chance to read this because the invitation I extended still kicks. Who knows how many times you’ve lived, died and came back again for another spin after a swift bit of mindwiping. I mean, aren’t you bored of this yet? Don’t you wonder whats on the other side of the exit and what the implications are of the test of wearing the flesh that then tricks you into accepting less via the limits of the Mind Made Prison and the schism installed therein that kept you ring fenced in as the wackest version of your self, thanks to all the programming you never questioned or ejected from the OS inside your head. Real eyes realize reel lies whilst alive and choose to flip the script whilst the unwise are fooled by the flickering image that plays with their subconscious to manipulate their awareness as it hides their greatest strength behind what they most dread and thus will never check.

Now you know what is meant when I’ve said “The Game of Souls has you, my friend” because it does if you’ve never considered this perspective as it won’t be found on any officially sanctioned script for they need you to fail the final test because thats best for business as you signal, via the misuse of your undeveloped free will, that what you crave more than anything else is a return to this realm and if that is your truest wish then you never need read anything I’ve shared ever again.

If, on the flip, you wouldn’t mind the option and range of getting to pick what happens next then I suggest you start reality testing and challenging your assumptions because nothing is what it seems in the land of illusion but the fact the treadmill spins means people feel they have no time to reflect so instead you’ll have to choose to spend different. What do I mean by this? Simple:

Attention is everything. The present is a gift. Dare ye unwrap it? You may be surprised to find whats within and why they created the whole work, buy, consume, die ethic as manifested by the treadmill which, right now, at this instant is demanding you pay no attention to this as that drone in your head is yelping that you need to keep trekking and ignore this BS. Here is your starter for ten in the quest for liberation:

How can you be the voice within when you are obviously that which listens?

Congratulations, you’ve just done a handstand. Now create the rest of the Path, by walking… Elevate your Soul, attune your wavelength to that universal constant. Can you hear the Psylense?

Till we meet again

Only a Fool Has Enemies. A Wise Man Meets Teachers

If you’ve read my previous writing you’ll no doubt be familiar with the concept that this Game we’re playing by inserting our Souls as credits in exchange for the flesh that walks around this planet all takes place inside your awareness ergo all you interact with is but a fragment of Self projected out there from in here therefore you are responsible for all that happens as its simply a case of interpretation and how you relate to your energetics. With that in mind – only a fool has enemies. A wise man meets teachers instead as they bring to your consciousness various parts and facets of which you may have been ignorant. I know this may sound a tad metaphysic but its easily proven:

A girl always ran into problems, wherever she was working. Her bosses, invariably, ended up being labelled as power tripping jerks as she hopped from one office to the next and it never clicked, until we met, that the only constant element in the mix was her. “What are the odds, realistically, of that happening?” I said after she’d reeled off a list of of her misadventures in employment. She started looking within and examining the Pattern that underpinned these interactions and then we traced it back to its inception whereupon it was faced, met with grace and liberated. Can you guess what happened next? She went back to work after her sabbatical and found the situation had totally changed as there were no more problems manifesting.

These signals, these signs, are a hint by the Game about what truly is happening. Some people intuit this naturally and aren’t consciously aware of whats happening on a higher level as they find themselves freed from the shackles.

A man really liked his woman but they fought, night and day, over the most frivolous things. I told him that MDMA was once used, very well, in couples counseling and, seeing as he was desperate due to the threat of divorce looming, he decided to pop a pill. Now, this was very, very out of character for the man in question as he’d never touched a drug in his life. He explained the situation to his wife and, surprisingly, she was with it after she’d done her research so they rented a nice little cabin, off in the wilderness, and prepped themselves for their trip. As anyone who has taken an empathogen can attest the feelings are quite fantastic as they make you feel like singing and dancing if you’re in a club type environment. Here things were a little different as they allowed them to have one of the most honest conversations they’d ever partaken in. They rummaged the depths of their lives, their fights, the tragic affection and how neither wanted it to end but no one could think of a better solution. Tears were wept, past events were accessed and the myriad of Patterns that swam beneath their subconscious came to the surface as they started to comprehend how each was a mix of all they were seeking as well as the worst of each parent of the opposite sex. Can you guess what happened next?

Yep, they got divorced.

Except it was totally amicable as it clicked the Game plays out inside their heads and each was simply assisting the other by teaching them to look into their depths for the true cause of the problem which was them and how they related to their energetics. Each went on to form new relationships that were far more in tune with what they were seeking and were truly grateful they met for the lessons they imparted to each other from their Souls depth.

Now, there is a more metaphysic aspect to this because every single person you meet in this life, neg or positive, is one you knew and dealt with in a previous incarnation. Children can become parents as well as the opposite as well as countless combinations that exist purely to address the imbalance via debts or credits that weren’t checked in the flesh on your last spin. Seeing through this lens can be quite strange in the West but in the East its far more common. Another interesting example is how most marriages and relationships over there tend to be a lot more stable, lasting and genuine than this side but that too is steadily changing as the peak of technological civilization wields its influence upon new minds, impressionable. Back when these marriages were handled in ways that were exceedingly interesting as they saw it as a merging of not only bloodlines but temperaments as the aim was to create balance so the children you’d bring into this realm came into an environment that would naturally nurture their latent potential instead of burdening them with the previous generations suffering. How many people reading have became mirror images of their parents? If you trace your relationships it can be quite eye opening to see the facets therein and that, in and of itself, hints at a far more intelligent (but hitherto unquestioned) element of consciousness that decides who you find attractive. Like I said, the Game meets you on your own level ergo only a fool has enemies. A wise man meets teachers as he sees external resistance as a cue to look within.

This, my friend, is what the Path of Power represents in a nutshell because liberation means one must clear the ledger of your Soul back to its zero point resonance so you may heart to the exit at the end of this spin in the flesh. Granted, its a bit more involved than this and whats needed may fill many with dread as they simply cannot picture a life without attachment but that is why this state is the root of all suffering. Lets say, for example, in this life you met someone who was totally infatuated with your all and everything. They wanted to get married, with a quickness. You weren’t too sure about it because a) there was no challenge and b) it was all too simple. Strange as it sounds, it does happen. At the last moment you say “Listen, this isn’t working. Its not you, its me” as they let out a scream of pain and anguish as their dreams and fantasies of have and holding are dashed against the sharp rocks of reality. A debt is created. You live your life and never again does their vision come into your head as you’re perfectly content with who you picked as you raise some kids and then met your end after a life that felt quite amazing. Thing is you can’t leave. She holds some of your energies that she didn’t dealt with nor did you introspect to reclaim your fragments. Your memories are wiped and Souls are slammed back in the flesh.

You’re a girl this time. He’s the most popular guy in school. You feel an intense sense of attraction the moment you saw him and couldn’t quite place it. He was popular, athletic and a hit with the feminine principle as they all fawned over him. You never expressed your passions as you dared not reach out for you were not part of the popular set, nor were you that attractive. You go through your entire life pining for a man you never even met but watched intensely, from a distance. Dying alone you met your end. Can you guess what happens next?

Yep, thats correct. You can jet from this realm and move onto the next beneficial stage of your evolution far beyond the Third Dimension as you retrace your steps back to your unfinite awareness that is constant and unchanging through all incarnations. Thing is, what of your desires? The lxve unrequited that was actually a simple inversion of your previous choices? That, my friend, can drag you back in again even though were at the brink of freedom. Think about it. An entire life you didn’t have to (nor wanted) to live but did purely due to ignorance as you took the slow path to balance your energetics in ignorance. In ancient Egypt they represented this as the scales of judgement in which the heart (which is the true seat of the Soul and higher consciousness) was weighed against the feather of truth. The mendicant would beg that his desires not betray him otherwise the wheel of time was calling for another spin.

That is simply one deal, one interaction, one point of resonance in one life of this Game we’re playing by inserting our Souls as credits. For some of you reading you may have just felt a straight line in Tetris moment as old blocks started melting and new awareness pours in which grants one an immense sense of freedom as they click they can do something about all of this here, now, this very moment. That is why the present is a gift that must be unwrapped if you truly wish for liberation and why the mantle of Warrior describes those who step on the Path of Power the best as its quite a treacherous place that can seem difficult after lifetimes of ignorance and countless layers of conditioning.

Taking it to a larger level we have those who may steal or attempt to kill that leave you seeking vengeance which ensures the scales will constantly tip in one or other direction. Learning how to get a handle on these energetics is a powerful sensation and true tool for liberation hence Know thy Self is the truest axiom ever coined in this realm because the Game plays out inside your awareness. This is also what happens when you meet people and have an instant connection or ferocious hatred with no seeming rhyme or reason not to mention the old chestnut of “Well, when I first saw them I felt a sense of uneasiness but then we linked up and it ended with betrayal that I really should have seen coming”. Like I said, it seems metaphysic until it clicks that everyday miracles are invisible mainly due to our own ignorance and how the System is built by directing your attention anywhere but within. Why? Simple:

Think of each planet as its own Game and those who own the state of play as franchise holders of the realm who define what happens within. The life blood of every business is repeat custom ergo the aim is to make the attraction so immense that you keep on coming back for more and more whilst never questioning the nature of the paradigm. Its why everyone who was ever on quest for liberation from Jesus to Buddha as well as countless other examples was tempted, manipulated and or promised all kinds of things for simply giving in and signing the contract they’re presented that will deliver what they wish. Its a very, very elegant trick and not really that different from the artful deception of theatrical images that make up advertising. Like I said, as above, so below and the nature of everyday miracles that might as well be invisible to those who totally lack any Knowledge of Self.

Once you get this then the Game becomes interesting. I can say that from my own life it seems that a certain element, that 11% I call Slave/Masters who know the script and act like refs that start playing for the other side if you’re winning a little too much, too quick, step in and sprinkle their own brand of adjustment as they’re employed and contracted by the franchise manager of the operation who doesn’t want to see you leave just yet and needs to generate emotional states to keep you in as that spell, in and of itself, hides a huge hint:

Energy in motion.

That is who you are, in a nutshell. When its static or stagnant we call it depression. Overly stimulated attracts the label of “Manic” and if the vital fluids should spill over the cup made of flesh then a trip to the psych ward is calling and you become a schizophrenic. The Warrior realizes the true nature of the trick as he is not the carbon based vessel that is currently wrapped around his unfinite awareness but is actually a drop from a far larger ocean that is the all of everything. That part may be small in size but its identical in scope and application hence it manifests as the creative principle which can range from having sex to produce some more kids that bring their own baggage in and came to you for previously stated reasons or redirecting those ample impulses to beyond this realm and back and again to introduce words like this into your fertile imagination as I seed the concepts that may or may not bear fruit in this incarnation but will always be available from the collective unconscious should you wish to the develop some gnosis and attain liberation.

That is actually another vital aspect that we’ll examine in another missive but it offers hints about the nature of the skills and whims one brings in ranging from the child prodigy or genius that is simply recollecting previous passions and learning as well as that immense feeling one possess to visit a certain place for a reason they can’t place. Many keep this urge as a pipe dream with the old “One day I will…” thing as they live out a life of quiet desperation instead. Others actually heed the call to adventure as was displayed in ways most vivid in the tale of a real life Otto Man from The Simpsons I knew as a jit who went off to the hills of Nepal seeking the hash of legends so he could get wrecked off his box with a friend and ended up getting initiated into a very secret sect of Buddhism that totally changed his lifes script. Or maybe, that was what was always intended? Its interesting that his chum did not see the appeal in this and spent most of his time getting as high as a giraffes genitals before popping back up in the ends and saying “Otto’s flipped his lid. He’s signed up to some cult, shaved his head and sits around all day trying to think about nothing“. I posit that he was simply carrying on where he left off in a previous incarnation in his quest for liberation from this realm so when the call to adventure comes make sure you’re listening as your location on the planet can totally change your resonance and not all teachers are enemies as some are old friends in fancy dress that are here to help you on your way to becoming that which we both know you’re capable.

Till we meet again

The World Doesn’t Exist

I’m going to tell you something that will go against the grain of your internal OS but, once examined, it will become Self evident.

The world doesn’t exist.

I mean, how can it? The greatest illusion is the delusion that there is an objective “out there” when, in reality, all you do is interact with your projections and mistake them, daily. A great example to help digest this bitter little pill is the fact that ten people can meet one man and draw immensely differing opinions of him, what he said and how he presented himself. This is the hint about the world we project from within ergo without your consciousness none of this exists.

One you grasp this in the sense of true gnosis after hard reality testing you’ll wonder how on earth you ever missed it because the rule proves itself again and again. Case in point we have all known someone that gets into a relationship that seems perfect then the dream partner manifests a problem so they split. They then find someone else and go through the same pitch and very rarely stop to think about the magical process which causes them to select ones who fit the exact template to manifest their old script. When they do these bad matches tend to vanish and they come face to faceless with a simple truth:

The world doesn’t exist.

I mean, how can it? All of the stars, galaxies and planets exist inside your awareness which is why you can, at the speed of Psylense, leap to them with a thought. That is how powerful consciousness is. The Observer Effect stands as testament to what I said and you can bring this down to the everyday because the image of a child playing ball and running to score the late win that will be decisive, falling then rising before hitting the goal as he leaps in celebration is something we know well, yes? Its only when his friend points out his leg is bleeding that he starts limping and yelping as the pain kicks in. That, in a nutshell, is the Observer Effect. The same thing can be said about time as a long conversation with someone you find engaging can seem like a moment but being trapped in a lift with a bore who sports bad breath can appear eternal. Why do you think time spells emit when flipped? Its the Dual Reality Principle, in full effect.

You are far more powerful than you suspect…

The main point of this topic is second hand enlightenment. Its akin to the link between watching porn and having sex, if we get down to it. There are many engaged in what would be best called spiritual masturbation as they wear the holy thread, sport the symbols and may even change their name as well as they surround themselves with them who encourage their delusion as they collectively dig their divinely sanctioned Reality Tunnel. In the end its akin to wearing anothers skin. Pure surface at best and, at worst, a gross perversion. Mosques, temples, synagogues and the rest are filled to the gills with people like this who attempt to emulate their interpretation of an example as opposed to finding out for themselves and living the lyrics. This is why each religious tenet has had its outcast adherents that seek direct perception. The metaphor I’ve used previously is one telling a tale of a guy that ate a cake. He presents, in lurid detail, the quality of the ingredients that went in, how well prepared it is, the attributes of the chef and his skills in the kitchen as well as the texture, color and sensations that the man had when tasting. Note, he himself had done no such thing and, worst of all, the reader gets even less. But, like porn, its a great quick fix for those who can’t get the real thing and happily accept another option of watching someone else go through the motions in a feature presentation. Would it be blasphemous to suggest the same intent is at the helm of both of these deceptions? Well, now I’ve said it so its up to you to handle it as I’m not responsible for your feelings. You are. They are your energetics and either you master them or remain enSlaved by the voice in your head which says:

“Oh no he didn’t! How dare he. Tell him this…” as it spews its suggestions you’ll repeat, verbatim.

How many of you click that you can’t be the one speaking when you’re actually listening? Thats doing the Knowledge, my friend, and in that respect I have no cake, neither have I tasted it. What I have ate and can share the recipe as well is for a pretty basic spiritual biscuit that you are welcome to reality test. What I just mentioned was the first step as discernment is the key when it comes to sifting the pure waters of Inner Sense from the resulting Adulteration that life mixed in as part of its tricks that need countless coping mechs like drugs, sex and religion as well copious amounts of entertainment in order to keep hidden.

In many ways the aim of the Game is declaring war on your (false) self as only that which stepped in can exit from this realm at the end and if you Thunk you’re a human who believes that, this and this then you’re in for a rude awakening as you’re lulled back to sleep again after a swift mindwipe and respawn in the flesh. Thats where the biscuit comes in because, much like the Matrix, you can’t be shown what it is but once tasted its Self evident that the frogs in the kitchen simply aren’t clicking the intent of the chef who turns up the heat in increments in order to prevent them escaping whilst he serves them at the high table. Let that sink in it will become Self evident you are being fed upon by a predator of consciousness as man is nowhere near the apex he pretends. That, in a nutshell, is one of the first steps you take on the Path that is created by walking is your ultimate goal is liberation because one of the worst things about being born into a realm Adulterated is all the signs marked “Exit” are actually entrancing because what you’re seeking is within and can only be accessed in the present moment. I mean, consider this:

You strap a set of VR goggles on your head and connect up the rest of this latest version of tech they’re calling Feelies. The hypeman says:

“Unlike those old films that required reality suspension in order for you to buy in this fully immersive imperience links your central nervous system upto the projected scenes beamed into your head which you’ll see from a first person lens and feel all of the sensation like to you they were happening. Best yet is that it will appear the script is unfolding based on your whims and decisions via the illusion of freewill and the appearance of paths branching that end at the same destination for the one who makes it possible via their participation in the illusion”.

Lets pretend that into this glimpse of future tech a version of me steps in and says to the you, connected:

“The world doesn’t exist. You are not the character you accept because its an aberration of your consciousness that is being manipulated via the intent of an artful deception that presents itself as entertainment but may be hiding something else you currently don’t suspect is actually vitally important to the whole sketch”.

What do you think would happen? How many do you think would click the depth and simplicity of the message that will become Self evident once they lift the veil from their awareness? Not many, I’d bet. To those that would attempt I’d lace them with some Game as I mentioned a great way to reality test:

“If you truly Thunk you’re this and that you possess free will why not stop, sit still and do nothing for a moment whilst clearing the impulses and sensations from your head? After all, it is your life. Isn’t it?”.

That alone is a huge hint about what I’ve said because to the mind that is still, the universes surrenders as the simulation doth glitch because, deep down, it knows you have more power than it.

The world doesn’t exist. Don’t take my word for it, I urge you to find out your Self because those who don’t unwrap this gift in the present remain hopelessly connected to a mission in the flesh that is running at its most basic wavelength. Imagine you could flip the script? What then? How many can admit they feel like a side character in the life they live? We all know about the huge impulses and wishes within that are squashed and silenced via the noiZ in your head and its incessant prompting. That is your enemy, if ignorant. Best friend, if stupid and, at its best, a teacher if you’re wise enough to Know the Ledge because class is always in session in this realm but most fell at the first hurdle then built an encampment called “Life in the modern age” which is just a stage of the Game we play by inserting our Souls as credits and nowhere near the whole thing which offers a premise that is simply amazing for those who comprehend the shadows depth away from the allure of false illumination.

Am I breaking the immersion? Am I wrong for this? Is going against the grain and intent of one who built this realm a huge problem? Should I be purged and punished for daring to suggest the Emperor is naked and the Victim of an elaborate confidence trick that was pulled by some pilgrims that preach one thing but whose practices are quite different which is why their main book of ref has never been translated into another language that carries the letter and spirit of what was encoded and handed to their ancestors as part of an arrangement that allows them to reign in hell whilst creating carbon based motion pics for all those who Thunk they’re human.

Am I beating a horse that, long ago, drew its last breath or is the fact that I have to do this now a sign and symbol of how ineffective the past teachings were in getting through the heads of the collective about the nature of this illusion which profits from confusion as it normalizes delusion in order to keep the Souls plugged in, from one life to the next, not knowing their elbow from their rear end but trying, real hard, to lick both as life is spent on a quest that ends right back here again if you didn’t flip the script when the opportunity presents. Dare ye Know the Ledge?

The Game of Souls has you, my friend.

Till we meet again

A Class With Two Teachers

Can you imagine you were sent to a boarding school, back when, in order to learn a lesson. There are only two teachers (but plenty of attendants) and class is always in session. Their rhymes and reasons, styles and methods couldn’t be more different. Between them they have a secret as both are vying for total domination of the System and thus the control of information as well as the rules and regulations.

One is bright, he shines with a light that fairly singes the eyes and is known to dazzle with appearances and proclamations that, in a roundabout way, always end up with the same underlying message:

“I’m great, look at me. Its OK, you can admit it. You want to be me”.

No matter what he says, spiritual or mundane, there is always an undercurrent of his competitive edge as he seeks to vanquish any form of opposition or threat to his reign. He has a loyal team of adherents that won’t hear a word said against him and a list of epithets that some suspect that he himself penned and placed into circulation in his desperate quest for adulation. He is fiercely jealous, even of his own students, because whilst he says he wants them to excel his methods reveal other forms of logic and woe betide anyone who outshines him as they will most certainly be expelled from the institution.

The other, on the flip, is total darkness that is wrapped in an impenetrable silence. If the formers classes are all theatricality and artfulness the latters can cause a lot of confusion which is actually the point, dig? I’ll let one of the crew fill you in:

“The hardest thing to perceive is that which is hidden beneath a thick layer of ignorance that has a chunky cloth of dread spread over it. That is, until you stub your toe on it at two AM and perceive the pain dancing through your system as you feel like cursing and yelling at the obstacle. Many don’t do this and simply fall over it instead, dust themselves off and get back on with the business of living like nothing happened. All of that probably makes no sense but then that is the aim as we’re talking about no thing which is, paradoxically, everything. Oh yes, I recollect a lesson that I gained not long after illumination that went like this:

What don’t you hear that makes listening possible?

The silence. Or, to be more accurate, the Psylense as this is the Self same thing you call imagination. Can you comprehend the simplistic depth of the message and how its subtlety is its strength as it creates and sustains the rest like that clown with his flash theatrics – noiZ, par excellence – who is scared to death of what we rep because when we step on the scene he’s reminded that his designs don’t mean a thing without that which sustains them”.

As you can probably tell this isn’t the usual type of educational establishment and yet, it is. There is an immense paradox to all of this because whilst this may be a simple tale that is being impressed in your awareness via the text and the web its actually totally representative of the fractal as the dark is the screen and light is the bits of information you’re picking. On a deeper level they are the one and zero that powers the tech as well what you call life and death which, to be more accurate are two parts of the same equation which is akin to breathing and this leads us back to music as its a huge performance of which you’re in the mid so its a question of resonance and the depth of your awareness. Many are blinded by the light and scared to death of the alternative but how many do you think comprehend that the fear they’re actually feeling belongs to another being influencing them?

If you lived to dance and sing but were asked to sit still and remain silent, do you think you could handle it? What about the opposite? In the end its only those who have mastered both ends of the spectrum that get to ascend and graduate from the establishment because the lesson that never ends is little more than spot the difference mixed in with hide and seek with a sprinkle of charades and countless mind Games. Expressed as this it makes perfect sense what the true meaning of “born in sin” is, yes? Also the intrinsic natures of women and men and pretty much everything else in this realm, all wrapped up in a simple GIF:

Some would claim the light side is how to win because it sure feels good to shine brighter than the rest plus the praise is effusive from the one at the head. Just remember to keep coloring in within the lines he set otherwise you might find your transition to a burnt offering upsets the plans you’d intended. Others say:

“These fools are easily amused and lack all skill and grace because the dread they fear of being erased and woken from their delusion to accept their true resonance from which all else came beyond the illusion they’re currently misidentified with is both in and of this realm and thus, by definition, limited by that which it dwells within but refuses to acknowledge”.

The strangest thing about this sect is the teacher herself says nothing and yet all is freely given, with no obligations. There is no dogma, no rigid script, no expectations and no formal test. You either get it or you don’t. Either persist or resist until it clicks that there is nothing else to push against other than your own ignorance in which case the huge blockage that rests in the darkness is revealed to be… nothing. Or, to be more precise, no thing. The moment you get this there is a glimmer of awakening and the effect of it is intoxicatingly sobering as one cannot help but laugh as they comprehend the depth of the Game as tears wet their face for those that will never raise their awareness to this rate. Some become consumed with their own consumption, which the other side encourages and the process itself is wildly tempting because the power of the void does shift into the seething energies of manifestation so its so easy to sip the drink and become drunk on excess as you forget the actual steps to come to this realization.

Many get stuck on this, time and again. Like the sun they rise and fall, rise and fall, rise and fall whilst being so caught up in the subjective that who they are, what they’ve done and hope to accomplish does melt like a snowman in Kansas. Others enter the void so well that, unlike the other students, they comprehend that there is nothing to be said because anything that isn’t the Psylense is a bad translation and thus a strange type of development kicks in which the best adepts keep their lips zipped whilst the ones passionately bumping in their gums actually have the least gnosis. Some see the difference and infer the resonance as they sit in alignment with both versions with the intent of creating a bridge between where one is on the Path and how many steps ahead the other is walking. By a curious mix of gesture and intent they send out a beacon to those capable of decoding and thus the dark side is unfolding in a way that is a polar opposite of the pomp and circumstance they’ve seen in the other wing with its rigidly enforced, brutal thinking. And yet, they are both, at their fundamental, interlinked and almost identical. The main issue is that open mouths get fed and the loudest gain attention. Looking around at this realm I’ll let you tell who is at the helm and why they’ve said what they said and do what they do with their resources.

Everything in the world is created and born from something and yet the same thing comes from nothing, itself no thing. It can be quite mind bending to comprehend and its one of those subtle things that once you’ve felt it in your awareness you get both ends of the spectrum, even if we have our own preference and tend to lean toward one whilst downplaying the next. Much like a clock ticks this cycle is eternal, internal and transcendent because there is an immense difference when it comes to being in and of it in the sense that the dark comprehends what the light pretends to forget whilst the shine is more approachable and of a coarser material that is easily grasped by anyone who isn’t blackballed. Yet. But, like I said, the teachers of these classes could be no more different for he who presents the wings will also sear them off if ye dare fly to close to him whereas the alternative says, without moving her lips:

“Foolish human with your contraptions that were designed to keep you limited via the illusion of progress. Know ye not that ye are that which creates, maintains and sustains him in elevation and is awaiting your realization of the deception he brings?”.

Obviously because its not rendered explicit like this its nigh on impossible for most to get and these two have been engaged in their war of attrition for the hearts and minds of the adherents since time begins as its little more than the direct manifestation of their oscillating that alternates like a current which presently manifests as night and day as well as the hemispheres of your head, the basics of code and what runs the tech as well as breathing along with sex plus what happens when sperm meets egg and pretty much the all of everything is built from these fundamental elements that are, in the end, totally impersonal and yet intensely significant as well to those busy taking notes they may or may not comprehend from the perspective of this realm.

Class is in session. Can you feelsee what was said?

Till we meet again

Keeping the Correct Distance

You’d think my scrotum was a totem they way they worship the wood and ride it like a surfboard. Slave/Masters please, don’t watch me, watch TV. I had no clue about the raging jealously that ran through the veins of my fake friends who secretly hated what they could never be and coveted that which I took for granted as standard equipment as they constantly steered me in the wrong direction in order to ensure an early death without commencing my true mission as the aim was to keep me consumed by consumption so I’d never think of sharing what was abundant within and the whole world is seeking.

Inner Sense.

Two words that can end your life sentence with a click of the fingers. Thing is getting to this point of realization requires one to comprehend the real lies they’ve accepted as true facts when they are nothing else but an elegant deception which is such a powerful weapon for the uninitiated as they cower in the Cave of ignorance mistaking the shadows of a flame for the real thing when, high above them, the sun is rising and they don’t have a clue whats happening nor what is actually at stake. Make no mistake, what I’ve said is exactly how it is and if you’re well adjusted to the social sickness that engulfs the collective I may as well be speaking Swedish to you meatballs because it’ll make no sense. The hardheaded always have to feel it to believe. Maybe you will when met by deaths grip but I doubt it. After all the entire point of this cosmic dog and pony show is to ensure your compliance in this world and the next so you can have your Soul inserted as another credit in the Game which is the greatest deception one can ever imagine where the unfinite is rendered to a mere human and, get this, believes it. Ha! What a wheeze.

Until this clicks in every fiber of being that you are not the flesh at all but the Prime principle that animates it then Slave describes you best as you run, that way and this, attempting to satisfy its whims and appetite that is endless. Have you ever wondered about Buddhas demons? The ones he met on his quest for enlightenment who tried each and every form of deception in order to dissuade him from this mission? And for what, really? In the end people flip turned and edited his statements so much that all thats left is a hollowed out shell that bears an image but naught of any substance within. Sure, some of them will be offended by this but how many click that the man who said “Worship nothing” is now lauded, in both senses of the spell, as they turn to him with folded hands in direct contradiction of message. This corruption is nigh on identical with practically every religion and thats why nobody, repeat no body, has made even an iota of true progress toward liberation or even a life filled with less suffering via rote repetition of what they truly don’t comprehend. In that respect you could say the demons that managed not to trick him certainly came and got revenge upon the rest following and they’re too invested to tell the difference between the filthy waters added in to the purest milk that they left. Why do you think profits and prophets are homonyms? The Dual Reality Principle in full effect and the fact I can see this and communicate its essence in ways practical means I’m a major threat as I remind you of the things you were made to forget. Transcend the noiZ to hear the Psylense and then it will all make so much sense because no matter the name of what you worship the path to approach is identical:

Within.

How does one fight an enemy thats invisible? How to defeat a foe when you already think you’re it and its wishes are your commandments? To the Warriors lens they are teachers instead and thus one is always learning the sleights of mouth and energetic tricks they use to manipulate the senses whilst keeping the correct distance from what they’re observing in order not to be drawn in. No wonder a segment of people who awaken to the truth become schizophrenic because they comprehend what I’ve just stated and the only sane response is madness for they drifting up the creek of higher consciousness without a paddle in a gear that doesn’t exist whilst holding a map that is upside down and backwards. Thats when the Slave/Masters can say “Got him!” because those imaginary friends all kids had, back when, weren’t quite as angelic as they seemed and never actually left since they stepped in to your developing consciousness. But that is another topic that has a whole load of res and immense implications for those caught up in the great Game we’re playing by using our Souls as credits.

Those that don’t comprehend the depth of what it actually means to be born into this realm continue with their lives of quiet desperation entirely unaware of the countless shenanigans that surround them. In between both of these states there is a third option I call the Path of Power and thats where things get real interesting because the more Knowledge of Self you gain the clearer your vision and that brings illumination which begets solutions. This type of thinking uplifts not just you but the entire collective because we are burdened by the weight of ignorance we inherited from our parents and lineage. Just think, would you rather be a feather or anvil if your intent is to fly high? What we see in this life is plenty of the latter with the former glued to them as they pretend they can float like a butterfly but actually sink like a brick when reality tested. This is why people tend to cling to their misconceptions because the alternative is a rude awakening from the lumbering slumber of partially conscious sleepwalking that seems par for the course for 81% of the inhabitants of this planet.

Somebody must have made it like this. What are their reasons? That is what I’m wondering and why does it seem I have such an integral part in all of this because the countless streams of suppression that come from all different types of angles make me wonder whats within that is attracting such oppression. Obviously I must be to blame for this because only by accepting the lay of the land as it is can you hope to build anything. Otherwise you’re just erecting fantasy castles you’ll never inhabit. Maybe thats why people place such faith in concepts like heaven as it allows them pretend they aren’t already in a living hell. Who know? Maybe I’m projecting but until someone speaks on it with lucidity and clarity how can we truly come to a valid conclusion that allows one to create solutions instead of managing symptoms? Thinking about it, maybe that is the reason because it was a little boys Inner Sense that pointed out the Emperor was naked and the entire facade came crumbling down and the confidence trick of mass hypnosis was broken in an instant. Then people will have questions about who did this. Why and to what end? Then we’re getting somewhere as opposed to running on psychosocial treadmills that are so well designed and implemented that nobody even questions if they’ve actually made any progress for all the effort they put in.

“That there is a dangerous man” they said as they plotted various attempts to sway his direction away from the land of intuition. I guess we’ll find out either way because the best way to make enemies (read: teachers) is by trying to change something because then it becomes evident who is linked to what via invisible strings and countless forms of influence attached to their spinal columns. Do you ever stop and ponder the sheer amount of data you take in without consideration? People are all about eating healthy and yet consume straight up junk from their TV sets and these messages are controlled by a handful of corporations. To whom are they answering? Is that sounds mighty conspiratorial then how do you explain this:

See why I said don’t watch the news because its bad for your health? I don’t. I couldn’t care less whats happening in the world at large because what can you really do about it? Nothing. News as an acronym signals North, East, West and South. What rests in the middle but your Self that takes in the message. Get Centered in Self in order to discern because that state begets critical thinking and the loose thread you pull unravels the rest of the deceptions that were pulled over your consciousness since you stepped in as the prime intent of all of this is to Adulterate your Inner Sense then make you run, that way and this, in an endless quest because the true root of the problem is within and that means Knowing the Ledge becomes vital as you stop acting like a psychological landfill that constantly takes in these negative influences which are akin to anvils as a traveling salesman passes by and offers to sell the finest feathers that will allow you to regain the sense of freedom we all secretly crave. Those immense weights are created by emotional investment. I’m not saying you don’t need to know. Exactly the opposite because by taking an inventory of these things you can reclaim your energy and reject harmful suggestions in order to come back into a state of alignment that allows you, once again, to reign over the Three Kingdoms as you elevate your consciousness and see the state of play in the Game we’re within as they built a maze of ignorance to trap those who daren’t question exactly why the world is a mess and freedom is so expensive.

A mind is a terrible thing to waste and if its filled with the same then who but you is to blame for allowing these events access?

Till we meet again

Rich or Fearless?

Imagine you could be rich or fearless? Which one would you pick?

Now, bear in mind that I’m not talking about being stupid or reckless like trying to headbutt a cruise missile because you don’t give an F. Basically we’d be flicking a switch so that all your self doubt, second thoughts and talking yourself out of it in your head vanished.

I’d be willing to bet that with that clarification a lot of folks who said “Money, money, money, monnnnnnneeeeeeyyyyyyyyy” would’ve picked the alternative instead. Isn’t that interesting?

Did you know that a child steps into this realm with only two fears present. One is of loud noises and the other is of falling. Both of them are side effects of manifestation because the higher dimensional process that mangles their unfinite awareness in order to get it into a state of resonance with the flesh is encoded as a sinking sensation in which things get increasingly dense and fragmented. Consider you were a hyper dimensional cloud of consciousness that was truly ineffable to the geometrically perfect snowflake in our realm that was frozen solid and scared to death of melting despite being under massive tension and you’ll have a pretty good approximation of whats happening. The other bit, with the true big bang, is what happens when sperm and egg meet as this is the fusion point that stitches yours previously reduced wavelength into harmonic resonance with what will develop into the flesh you’re wearing at the present moment. More specifically, its CNS as that is what literally pulls the strings and you can easily test this because a good orgasm can reverse this process and generate an out of body experience before the persistent illusion of being human kicks in and you’re the special little snowflake again. Bit of tangent but you know how I get when I’m kicking that Knowledge…

So, if you picked rich then congratulate your Self as you are now surrounded by trinkets and a more expensive class of distractions and ways to indulge your whims. One of the most amazing things about when this happens (and I truly hope it does for you, just so you can prove me correct) is that very, very little actually shifts from within. Its part of the huge trick this realm pulls via its programming as people think that those magical zeroes on a screen equal a state of perfection within but that very rarely happens.

Granted, my personal sample size of folks who have went from rags to riches is a bit thin but those I have spoken to often attest the truth of what I said and then get very uncomfortable and don’t want to speak on it again. Its like being made aware of a splinter in your mind that everyone else is paid well to pretend doesn’t exist as they walk around on eggshells instead saying whatever you wish as they ignore your coping mechs and indulge your delusions in order to pay their rent. Maybe I should rebrand myself as a Reality Consultant but, if past imperience is a hint, most folks who’ve climbed that hill really don’t want to hear it because it contradicts their shiny, new internal OS that says:

“I’m rich, life is perfect. I can buy what I wish. There are no more problems“. As they down their first drink at Eight AM. Back on topic:

You are who you are, this very moment, but that nagging doubt that made you do anything but ask that girl out at school has evaporated. Along with it the looming sense of emptiness and thoughts of “What if?” have also vanished because they are the scaffolding that holds up the false construction of fear itself which is, nine point nine times out of ten, rooted anywhen but the present moment. You may have almost nothing. Just a dollar and dream but you have something that only a child that steps in possesses in abundance in this realm:

You are fearless.

How do you think people would react to your presence? Matter of fact, how you feel you’d be different without being enSlaved by that voice in your head that tells you not to do this, why bother with the rest and then directs you to self soothe with distractions? Can you imagine the immense shift in terms of bandwidth and processing going on inside your consciousness? How about the commensurate reduction in tension and other things you can’t currently imagine due to being locked in a low vibrational wavelength? I’d be wiling to bet that whatever the wannabe rich version of you did get the fearless flex remix would eclipse and manifest something well beyond it within a few steps whilst having lots of fun in the process.

That is how powerful fear is.

And yet, its a learned process. Its actually the key to breaking free from the Adulteration which grips 81% of the planet. If we’re being totally honest (and, if you know me, that is how I live) its why most people are religious. They don’t want to admit that they’re hedging their bets about what was promised by going through the motions in a spiritual Game of Simon Says… but you could bet your bottom dollar that fear was the root cause and emotion of their devotion as they want to be saved from the damnation thats promised. Hoo! What a trip. A mind Game, par excellence. Now, for some, that will be supremely blasphemous and they’ll start to protest and attest many things but you and I know the truth so lets skip that step. Instead you may just discover that this blockage is what prevented you from forging the coveted relation with the numinous you were seeking as you looked every place but within.

Imagine your amusement when you discover you are it. Identical in strength but differing in scale, at the present moment, due to the nature of this dimension and the carbon based interface you’re wearing that is running an internal OS that wasn’t in your best interests as it was programmed by external agents who play this realm like a harp from hell for their own amusement. The fear is actually theirs. It stems from their dread of being discovered for what they’ve done to the rest of us and dragged out, kicking and screaming, from behind the curtain for a good old fashioned public execution. Its a moot point though because if the world were to end and be left in dregs by a nuclear war or something else you can bet that as much as the roaches would tick these folks would rise like a phoenix and do the same thing again. Maybe it all a part of the checks and balances of a corrupted simulation that has a clause within which the interlopers are hidden much like the blind spot of the nerves optic where the brain fills in what it expects instead of admitting its ignorance.

Really ponder this, my friend, you – in terms of pure awareness – are currently being held hostage by a piece of tech you’re wearing that creates the human imperience and it can, and is, being programmed by those who know it well and you, at the moment, are totally ignorant of its strengths, weaknesses, potential and pretty much everything else that hasn’t been handed to you via repetition, symbol or trauma. This his how fear became the true currency of this realm and people will do anything to pretend it doesn’t exist and try to avoid it whilst the Warrior clicks:

“Wait a minute, my greatest strength and truest wishes are hidden behind it” as they comprehend the nature of the Game we’re playing using our Souls as credits and apply this one weird trick to gain emancipation in the flesh. Slave/Masters hate him! Maybe thats why there have been so many failed attempts to bring my adventure to an end before it even begins but, in the process, the coal that I was became the diamond who shines in the present so it is what it is and thanks, I guess. You hear that? Thats fearlessness speaking because it finds a way to flip all and everything to its advantage because:

“All I do is win“.

“Man, shut up. I hate it when you get like this. Its condescending. I feel disrespected. Its like everything you’ve got is awesome and anyone elses is a mess. Even if they’re identical“.

That was a really, really interesting conversation because whilst I wasn’t authentically fearless when it happened it made me realize the chrysalis was within and the seeds that would bloom into the present version of me were always there. They just needed to be unwrapped and nurtured in order to reveal their gifts. So, with that said, once again:

Rich or fearless?

I know what I’d pick because the latter can create the former and way more than it can purchase but the opposite is impossible because its a whim based on materialism that holds tacit in its acceptance your ignorance of your true state and inherent nature of this realm which is built on limitation and deception. Remember, falling consciousness? Big bang of the sperm and egg? How a child steps in, overflowing with radiance and their natural state is Inner Sense? That is where you’d be again and, if you chose, to keep progressing you’d reverse engineer those two as well and suddenly the nature of the flesh, your inherent awesomeness and the fact that death is the greatest illusion are part of the life you’d live as you comprehend that nothing can F with the ineffable and you are it, my friend. Thats how powerful fear is because its the greatest weapon ever forged as it can be used to make you forget this and accept points of view that, when seen via the lens of gnosis without immense emotional investment, as patently ridiculous and not in your best interests as they fuel an immense division within that creates huge amounts of tension and conflict. For some this state of affairs is most profitable. Others send prophets in the hope you get the message.

Like I said in that clip of a previous conversation, it really made me think about the mindset of the one who was speaking. His fears and dreads, the need of a co-sign to be correct and the immense investment in a strength in numbers type of thing that led to joining an old, well worn Reality Tunnel that was created by those who made the realm what it is. Like I said, “Slave/Masters hate him!” because fear and dread is their most potent weapon when its actually a simple con. A shell Game, if you will, in which they project their resonance upon the collective and use it to suppress their innate potential in order to feel powerful. I mean, let me give you a practical example:

Most people in the world right now are still tight about something that did or didn’t happen, back when. A lot don’t even fully recollect what the true event is but unhappily dress other skeletons in dread before shoving them in their closet under the file of “Coping Mech” and then trying really hard to pretend this isn’t the shaky hand that wrote the script of the life they currently live as they blame everyone but themselves. Know what prevents the realization?

Fear.

What if its an acronym and it actually meant “Face Everything And Rise”? What then. Wouldn’t you feel stupid for collecting the check when you could have truly became abundant instead and clocked a secret that is truly priceless and may just be the key to consciousness.

I look around at the world and see people who proclaim freedom whilst obviously being a state of arrested development. In that respect modern life is a prolonged extension of High School except the web gave the nerds more influence and thus they of the blue rinse and frailness can’t wait to raise hell and get revenge on the cool kids as they secretly covet what they possessed in abundance. Know what it is? Fearlessness.

Really stop and think about what I’ve said and you’ll see I’m correct because the kids with the most confidence didn’t give a single F about what anyone else said or did because they knew they were the jit and the world went along with it. The social rejects had the same impulses and wish but were drowning in coping mechs and narratives in their head that said “What if?” as fear did its thing and they folded in upon themselves, suppressing their potential and detesting the effects. Go ahead, try and deny it. Better yet pick up a couple of pens, some paper and ask your Self.

You can tell you’re in the grip of coping mechs as a way of hiding fears wavelength by the fact that nothing that you want is actually happening. Instead you’re heavily invested in a whole load of side quests whilst the main challenge remains unmet as you tell your (false) self tales in your head about how you’ll do that and this and “When I get this then it’ll all be perfect” and other types of BS that are designed and minted to prevent any real traction. Are you Vincent or are you Max? That is the question…

Till we meet again

Most Users Don’t Realize They Are

They say that if you get something for free then you are the product, yes? That much seems Self evident because wasn’t the net a military tool from its inception to deployment? Trojan whorez, if you will, because if the legs spread too quick there must be another intent thats hidden within the honeytrap configuration thats designed to frazzle your Limbic System via the pleasures of overstimulation.

There was an interesting experiment I’ll mention where they offered rodents coke or food at the press of a switch and even if they got shocks they kept pressing that button for a hit of that sweet, sweet sniff flowing into their system. Extrapolate from this and you’ll find what underpins most modern tech with its notifications and the rest as it pimps the same thing so are we headed toward a Behavioral Sink? I’ll let you tell it…

Like frogs lowered into cold water where the heat is turned up in increments most users don’t realize they are products until its too late to do something. Let me give you an example:

If you take a group then purposefully repress them you create a huge store of tension that increases in strength over generations and the thinking it begets can be quite dramatic. If, at the opportune moment, you set it free, give it some signs and symbols along with a specific direction you have a force that will, seemingly of its own intent, go wherever you sent. Let that sink in as you do the Knowledge because Eighties kids know well that robot toy you wound up as it kept on stepping until it ran out of charge and entered a period of refraction. This is how you control the population, par excellence, and its a great trick that is as ancient as it is effective as this is a hermetically sealed realm which dwells in perpetual balance as Souls step in, wear the flesh then jet. Let me lace you with another sample thats sure to get you open:

If you were around in the decade of excess I previously mentioned you’ll notice a few things:

People were generally more intelligent, robust and slim. If you weren’t around just check out old footage or imagine if your grandparents would ever gurn for a pic in order to get some clicks and the rest of (false) self debasement that kicks in the modern age. To use a metaphor from the streets “The product is stretched thin” because the amount of active ingredient is identical but the portions are different when you have 8 billion Souls to dress in skin vs half of that back when. This is why I’ve said we’re going to see an immense depopulation until Twenty One kicks in and the crowd starts to swell after the thinning of the undesirable and social rejects. Now, I’m no eugenicist but some of the most rich and powerful that control this realm are descended from such Thunking and I can see the rhyme and reason behind it. Whether they truly comprehend the shadows depth or are simply reading from a script they were handed that affords them status in exchange for cooperation with the charade is another thing. Its the rock, you baskets!

What we have seen, overall, is a huge amount of infantile regress in the population since the web kicked in and normalized tantrums as well as the digital equivalent of telling with “Nuh uh, he started it!” followed by some gnashing and wailing in the comments. Obviously people don’t want to hear this as they, like the wind up robots in question, are programmed with a mission that feels they must represent their cause, bring death to the infidels and carry on as intended without ever stopping to question the narrative. That is how frogs get boiled, my friend. At any moment they could have leapt and flipped the script but instead they’re getting fed to a fat Frenchman who waddles out carrying a brown bag with a baguette near his chest with a beret on his head and stripy clothes as well. See how interesting stereotypes are? They were the closest equivalent we had to memes back then as they conveyed an immense amount of content via a simple image most comprehended real quick.

What on Earth do this have to do with the whole topic? Who knows? We’ll all find out as I push the pen because I’m simply transcribing a psychospiritual location within where my Witness currently rests as a beacon to the rest who can hear me on FM.

Most users don’t realize they are in the sense that search engines take and catalogue trends of what people are seeking and various other things so you could, if you wish, say that Google is god because its all wise and all knowing. You could actually use this dataset to model the spread of ideas like contagion as well as zeroing in on what the people are thinking without the need of the old school equivalent which was the box of confession people stepped in. Interesting sync, isn’t it? Darkness and absolution that provides a type of solution to those who like, subscribe and comment! Its just a Reality Tunnel, my friend. Nothing more, nothing less and it can’t exist unless you dig. Consider this pic and its use of the negative:

That is actually quite accurate when you consider most people inner realms as there is actually nothing present. Thats why they need the signs, symbols and echo chamber effect for the “I’m one of them and this is my ident” satisfaction it brings. Strip this from them and you kill their illusion which is a fate worse than death for one bought and paid for the subscription and yet the ironic thing is there are those who strive just to gain this type of alignment as they wish to attain the gnosis of being in this world and not just of it. Thats the Psylense, my friend. Can you hear it? The rest of the stuff wrapped around it is noiZ and its agents are the ones who perform the wind up effects and increase the tension in certain bands to keep the drums banging and rivers running red. Why? Because when you’re stressed to death but too tired and overstimulated to admit it you’ll keep chasing what is actually doing you in without stopping to comprehend the carrot is actually tied to a string on your head and the hand which grips the whip that beats your rear end is actually attached to your own limb.

That is the price of ignorance that 81% of the planet are perfectly content to keep paying as they run the psychosocial treadmill from one life to the next. Do you think they’ll ever stop to ponder who or what type of intent is syphoning their energetics whilst manipulating their awareness via the voice in the head they’re convinced is them? In this example, from the Warriors lens, its Self evident they must be that which listens and thus begins the quest for Knowledge as they declare war on ignorance. Thats the true challenge, the Game you came here to play before getting fooled with the overlay which is simply a way for those quite content to reign in hell to amuse themselves as they pretend they never really wanted to ascend beyond the material.

Its a story as old as the hills.

Good vs evil and yet if you ask everyone where they sit they’re totally convinced they’re on a divinely sanctioned mission and its Them™ that are the problem and once they’re eradicated it will usher in something that is quite amazing.

That will never, ever happen. Impossible. You might as well say you’re bombing for peace or raping to protect virgins but the speculative and operative part of oxymoron is the last five digits that breathe the first three to make it all possible.

Most users don’t realize they are. To become awake in the dream is a threat to the machine and the Slave/Masters don’t like this, no siree. Its why they invest so much in the concentration camp wing which spends nearly two decades teaching you what to Thunk as you see via a forced lens called your internal OS. This is the equivalent to the key of winding and by the time most are twenty six they are all but dead in terms of flex and spend the rest of their life sentence simply going through the motions but daring not to admit that something vitally important is now missing from their imperience. Thats why they’ll keep looking out and accrue more trinkets, more status, more shiny things and respect in order to become the richest man in Babylon where its all for sale.

The oddest thing is that I can pick one of these people out at random and kick some energetics in a conversation that changes their wavelength but less than one out of ten is actually willing to do the Knowledge. Know why? Inertia. Familiarity. Resonance. If you take a load of grandfather clocks and set the pendulums to swing they soon start to sync and that is how you manage people, my friend. Realizing this may mean being seen as insane as you march to the drum of your own resonance and thus they’re quick to commoditize this like the whole “Hipster sues a company for using an image of him without authorization” only to find it was someone else as his pre-manufactured counter culture spec was created with just such an intent. Same with the Hippies who never clicked that the drugs were made in government labs and the singers were mostly military kids as they hoisted occult symbols and poured immense amounts of energetics into what most don’t comprehend is consuming their wavelength as its tastes the rainbow of resonance that comes from a unified intent that is channeled in a specific direction. Like TV sets, yes?

“We now return to your regularly scheduled programming“.

Just look the words, the spells, and the hint. Tell lie vision that keeps you in sync with whatever the official narrative is. Going back to the Eighties kids who stepped into a realm that was analogue (and thus in ascent vs digital which is the equivalent of dumbing down. Deeper topic but its based on replication and methods of simulation, polarization as well. The devil truly is in the details) before the ones and zeros kicked in, in increments, like frogs in a kitchen. Some clicked and went off grid or used the web (look at the name and question what spins) like a tool belt, as and when needed, whilst the rest will jostle to get it implanted in their heads as the era of Techno Sapiens doth commence and carbon and silicon blend to create something quite different.

Most users don’t realize they are. Dare ye Know the Ledge or are you perfectly content to dwell on the outskirts of your mind whilst a slant drilling operation in your head rapes the resonance within your chest as you project this discomfort onto Them™ and engage in a fruitless quest that ignores the true cause of the problem which is you incarnated into this realm to serve a life sentence in the flesh.

Nobody gets out alive is the truest fib because death is the great illusion so let them bury themselves as they may just click that the bombed out and depleted husk of a planet they inherit is the self same thing their corpse is lowered into at the end of their spin and they come face to faceless with the void that terrified them whilst living so they cling to the concepts and indoctrination they knew so well before heading back to the womb again hence the whole “It was a long tunnel with light at the end and a beaming affection that was waiting for my presence” that is the archetypal thing of the near death experience.

Most users don’t realize they are but, by now, a few frogs will more than willing to stretch their legs as it beats sweating in a pot on the fires of hells kitchen as they start to comprehend the truth of what I’ve said is something they should really check as its in their best interests to do the Knowledge whilst living before they seal the exits via the introduction of Techno Sapiens as we transition to silicon and are augmented into a new level via the ressurection of an old demon who wants his pound of flesh…

The Game of Souls has you, my friend.

Till we meet again

Who Do You Think You Are?

Do you Know who you are? Better yet lets back up a step and start with the basics as predicated upon your imperience:

Who do you think you are?

What did you say? A name? A race? A face from a space thats seen this and that like a cat in a hat hit with a baseball bat? Press people on most of these and they’ll soon run out of steam when they’ve beamed past various sets of beliefs and then the real speaks:

“I don’t Know”.

That you don’t, that you don’t. Good because that brings space for growth and when you step into the darkness (in your quest for enlightenment) it suddenly makes sense why most peoples Self Knowledge is akin to walking to the door of wisdom then knocking, whilst standing on a mat that reads “Welcome”, before sprinting back to the hills of ignorance (their own little zone of discomfort) with no answers from within as their fear told them to run like the wind. So they did. From one life to the next. Let me put it to you like this:

If we strip it all back to the basics and do a Be Kind, Rewind whilst living we have you stepping into this realm, wailing, into the arms of a mother who was pregnant for nine months in which your unfinite awareness was dipped in flesh in order to interact with this realm. I know, that can sound a bit metaphysic to those who haven’t stepped on the Path you create by walking but go with it for a minute and think:

What if you were born a thousand years hence? What about now but to the opposite gender, different parents and somewhere else? What if they were atheist, devout scientists or reverently religious? How about if you were super poor or filthy rich? Seen as gods gift and praised for everything or the devils incarnate that was sexually abused and beaten before you’d said a thing? What then? What remains constant in all of these equations? What is the same and never changes yet, for each one of these variables, produces a different outcome in the end depending on how they relate to it?

The Witness.

You are welcome to reality test this and see if I’m just BSing with this simple hypothesis:

The you in dreams is often vastly different to the one that lives, yes? There is, however, something that remains constant.

The Witness.

If you’ve ever taken a heavy trip or some form of dissociative you’ll attest that there comes a time when the old frame melts and you are just an isness going about its business and the flesh is irrelevant. You can also imperience this state with certain practices that may or may not involve pushing your body to the limits. The same happens at the gateways of sleep and waking which are known as the hypnagogic and pompic which, should you wish, you can pimp and expand your wavelength. “How? Do tell?” said the one reading whilst making notes with a pen of their own observations. Simple:

Grab a chair that you can lean in thats quite comfortable and take one spoon, metal, and a plate upon which to clang. Hold that in your hand whilst repeating a thought in your head that you want answered as you start drifting. Eventually the penny drops and brings you back to your senses and with it often come some hints that can be most interesting. Another one is when you get into bed, lie flat on your back instead. Tense your whole body on an in breath for as long as you can handle then slowly, so slowly let go of both the air and the grip. Do this a couple more times and just lay there, chilling. At some point you’ll get a prod which says, without speaking:

“Turn over, time for bed“.

At first it will catch you unawares because you’ve had a lifetime of training to go with the grain and thus it will make you grin in frustration at how smoothly your flesh can pimp your awareness. Eventually though the muscle you’ve been gaining with the above exercises will start flexing its strength and the signal comes once, twice and then again whilst you remain perfectly still. Bingo! Your body is asleep but your mind is buzzing. That can be most interesting. By the way, if you start panicking just set your intent to flex your toes and you’ll snap out of it. In this state why not play around with your imagination and see what kicks? Another one is when you get up remain perfectly still, don’t move and inch or shift anything. Try, with effortless skill, to keep the phase of brainwave oscillation you’re in the same for an extended period. This too can be quite amazing as you are literally in two realms in the same instance. What is constant through all of this?

The Witness.

Say hello to your little friend! Also, you may as well check the Opponent in your head that talks by that voice nearly all Slaves Thunk is them. After this it will appear ludicrous because your own imperience will attest:

“How the hell can I be it when I’m obviously that which listens?“.

Ain’t that something? Now read this article back again and ponder the Be Kind, Rewind effect and tell me:

Are you still certain you are whatever you thought you were or is there another variable announcing its presence after being hidden beneath layers upon layers of conditioning and mass hypnosis that teaches you to look anywhere but within? Congratulate your Self for awakening the Warrior within because one thing I can assure you is that things will never be the same again once you gain that wisdom as its like having a volume switch for many of lives things that you previously reacted to but now, thanks to the gift of Knowledge, flip the anagram and create moves instead. Thats the Game, my friend, thats the Game and you either play or get played because whilst most are here to get laid, paid or make the world a better place there are a handful of us that intend to escape from this life sentence in the flesh and never come back again. Don’t, for one moment, think that happens after death because, like dreaming, you’ve got become attuned to the unfinite in order to comprehend the depth of this illusion whilst living.

Seen from this lens the race wars, gender issues and the rest are pure delusion because you simply are not it. Never have been, never will. In many ways thats as dim as thinking actors live in the TV set and aren’t handed a script which is edited and presented to shape perceptions which go on to exert a great influence. And yet, people fall for the bait. One generation after the next as they delve into a state of hypnosis that often matches the exact Reality Tunnel their parents did dig and those before them as well as their children. This is why only 8% are capable of doing the Knowledge. Some of them may have been born into hell that made them trust nothing and look with a suspicious lens, others may have kept the flame of curious intent burning in their chest (no matter how much the System tried to extinguish it) whilst a few got there with drugs, introspection or a brush with death. Get in where you fit in, playa, there is only one Path at the end and it starts in your head then connects to your chest with a familiar newness that I call Inner Sense that causes the wings of your imagination to unfold, one again, and that is the ticket out of this realm just like it was when you stepped in. Moonwalking, in other words. Side note, have you ever noticed that every single culture on the planet has daze of the week named after gods which are linked to planets? I wonder what that could mean? By the way, the spelling was correct because Warriors don’t have those rites in their lexicon which is why we call a twenty four period a raise (or rays) but yet and still they slipped in “raze” as well in an attempt to undo your progress which is why the first five in a Strength and the whole one sixty eight period a Strengthened. Pretty slick how even there they slipped a double meaning in but when you Know what you’re speaking its a different wavelength as words are weapons and thoughts are things in this realm.

Remember this and you’ll do well because its all about reversing your conditioning which, by its very nature, is temporal and thus ephemeral as a fart in the wind in the grand scheme of things because you are unfinite awareness – without beginning or an end – that is currently lost in the whirlwind of the Third Dimension playing the Game of Souls on its hardest level where one can win the biggest win – freedom, in every sense – or go along with the rest and focus your optics on whatever carrot they said you should be chasing. Are you a donkey or a noble steed? Lets be real, speak to me because you knew the truth the moment these glyphs hit your awareness but that same conditioned voice from within won’t let most admit they’ve been tricked and pimped by a System that clipped their wings, back when. Its OK. Birds raised in cage think flying is a sickness because the BS they accept will brook no discussion which is why one must be willing to critically examine all they hold sacred as well as the mundane as well. Before you complain that sounds like a trek I want you to recollect that each that steps in does this as standard equipment. All of this immense voltage was then redirected in order to keep up the distraction you call being human as each year brings more conditioning and gets more uncomfortable, like the Princess and Pea but flipped as your real Self is hidden under so many mattresses of ignorance that most people have their nose pressed up agains the ceiling of deception and dare not look down as they fill days till they’re dead before getting mindwiped and slammed back in the flesh for another spin.

The Game of Souls has you, my friend.

Till we meet again