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How many times have you heard someone say “I don’t know why I did that?” or “What came over him?” and such things? Better yet how many people have you noticed, your Self included, that seem to just aimlessly drift from that to this without any real type of awareness, presence or consciousness like they’re living on autopilot?

Everyone has a spirit. Not everyone has a Soul.

Nine words that will feel bitter on some lips but offer sweet emancipation to those that can digest the message thats coming because not everything that walks in the flesh is human in this realm. Before we get to this external step lets take a glance within and see if you can get my drift.

They say that matter is mostly empty space, correct? I know that can seem pretty mind bending when examined at depth because life appears so solid but, not for nothing, did pretty much every ancient culture call this world a Game, an illusion or Matrix using their own symbols and myths. This is something that persists up to the present day because much like those nocturnal visions that seem authentic when you’re dozing the real perspective kicks in when you elevate your consciousness and rise in bed. Take this same script and apply it to life and you’ll feelsee what I’m meaning because the old nursery rhyme every kid said, back when, hid a profound truth within for those who listen with the ears of wisdom.

Imagine you have an egg and a fan, spinning. You have been set the challenge of getting this yolk with a shell, intact, through the device of rotation without unplugging it. How, exactly, would you do this? That, my friend, is a perfect example of vibration because if we look at this from the perspective of the egg then it seems impossible due to the situation that makes the blade appear like a solid versus what it truly is when not in motion. In that respect if we were to decrease its speed we’d make the shift with ease and, suddenly, the egg in the dream hatches into a concept that is lucid, with a grin.

Life is exactly like this. Now, back to the main topic:

Everyone has a spirit. Not everyone has a Soul.

When the Tsunami kicked in, back when, the animals sensed it coming and ran for the hills whereas the humans, frolicking, got hit full belt as they were totally disconnected from spirit. Actually, this is where things get very interesting because I’ve often said this is a Game of three halves, yes? Well, this illustrates it very well because you can tell that if spirit was talking and man listening then life in this realm would play out different. In that respect Soul is the higher aspect of spirit. The same song played in a higher octave with more instruments and celestial backing that makes the performance enchanting. In between these two states exists a way that is neither and feels akin to a living hell for those who comprehend the shadows depth. This wavelength I call Adulteration and it currently grips in excess of ninety percent of the planet in its grip. Worst part of all is people Thunk they’re it and thus one who attempts to emancipate them from their personal Stockholm Syndrome will be labeled as such things like an infidel or anti something as that parasitic process that holds their minds in its grip motivates them to rush to its defense by making them feel triggered. You really have to admire the Opponents elegance as he chose his hiding place real well and in the last place most would suspect:

Their heads. Specifically, the voice in it that people Thunk is them as it orchestrates all of their thoughts, actions and intent. Crazy, isn’t it? Shades of meat puppet, yes? Once again:

Everyone has a spirit. Not everyone has a Soul. Most people are Adulterated.

Now Soul you can read as pure awareness, undiluted consciousness aka what you stepped into this realm with, back when. Adulterated is what they became after they inherited ignorance from their parents via the form of socialization and the rest of the crap the System poured in. Neither one nor the other. Stuck in the mid which is very different from being Centered in Self as those who regain this state dwell in what I call Inner Sense which is the living embodiment of the Soul in the flesh aka spirit on a higher octave. Let me give you an example of this:

A child comes into this realm and the tears are streaming. Basic responses are autonomic as the flesh sustains itself due to the complexity of the nervous system and thus require no thought or to be taught. Factory equipment. And yet the child swiftly goes on to do all kinds of amazing things like acquire a language, walk, talk and the rest as well as various abstract concepts and their relationship therein. These things you could say are spirit doing as intended as they’re like the training wheels of the Game in the sense that nobody teaches a fish how to swim, it just handles it but chimps can be trained to perform arithmetic in exchange for treats. Most interesting, isn’t it, how one will rage quit when it perceives unfairness due to what it puts in and gets in exchange via comparison:

And yet in this world where people are so well adjusted to mass social sickness the rest of the humans gladly run the treadmill of suffering in the hopes of decorating the cell I’ve termed the Mind Made Prison the best so they can show off to the rest that are as broke and broken as them. You don’t have to be mad to incarnate into this realm but, for those on the outside looking in, the planet certainly seems to be an insane asylum where the inmates took over not long after golden calves were worshipped and we’ve skipped leg day ever sense and thus are totally ungrounded. But those are deeper metaphysics that will soon pour over your head from the vase the water carrier brings as he shares his illumination about the artificial light and spiritual darkness that engulfs this realm. Part of me suspects its all intended, like orchestrated from the top, and that really makes me question my part in all of this as on the 8% who go against the grain and seek nothing less than total liberation. Maybe we are here to play the Game on its highest level of challenge or maybe we beat it, found the way to liberation and then decided to come back again to help the rest by offering them ways to awaken from a nightmarish hell that seems heaven sent to those trapped within its grip? Anywhen:

Imagine you stand in front of an ocean that is limitless and boundless, made of pure consciousness. Into this you dip a cup and fill it to the brim and take it to the desert. Due to the principle of resonance and the fact that which is within is a fractal expression of the Prime to which its still connected – even via these induced limits – the water source will keep overflowing even when out of its element as the alignment is still presence. Left to its own devices these dry arid lands would soon become fertile due to this influx and that would shift the Game for those living in such a hostile environment.

That, in a nutshell, is the story of your conception and true potential. What actually happened was this:

From an ocean of unfinite awareness was a portion scooped and linked to flesh that was developed during nine months in the abdomen where said exoskeleton swam in this liquid and its developing presence bought illumination to the one birthing so people commented on how radiant she seemed as her belly started to swell. Into the land of confusion did you bring this limitless potential but it was severed, real quick, as they pointed at the bucket you’d one day kick and say “You, you are this”. Your parents were the first to commence this line of thinking as their own resonance had long been dimmed and thus they clung to these earthbound concepts like a drowning man with a brick who will brook no alternative and thus drowns before realizing he could swim and save himself. Slowly, but surely, the call of spirit dims and with it the buckets replenishment until, after about two and half decades and change, all thats left are mere drips that pop in which are the bare minimum required to sustain life itself but totally devoid of any true sentience and thus man is a stranger to his Self and will accept whatever programs they send in order to fill that abyss of darkness within. That is Adulteration so, once again:

Everyone has a spirit. Not everyone has a Soul. Most people are Adulterated.

If people, en masse, had that Soul level awareness the world wouldn’t be like this. All cultures are steeped in ancient myths that tell of man being downgraded into a veritable imbecile in comparison to his innate greatness that you are welcome to check if you Thunk I’m just pulling random metaphysics out of thin air. For me the proof of the pudding was recollecting these previous spins in this Game we’re playing by using our Souls as credits and, in that respect, you get a great framework for what it actually means to be schizophrenic as well as what will be coming when man mixes with tech and becomes a hybrid in the process. Actually, to extend the metaphor of the bucket with dregs in the desert it would be akin to them to not breaking the flow down to just drips but inserting a column within that allows a thin stream to ascend and link with the rest via the process of artificially limited resonance. People will beam signals from one head to the next and our movies will be their “Feelies” as you sense every step, breath and jolt of adrenaline plus emotions from those caught in the act which means, once again, porn will lead this revolution hence the dearth of Incels on the planet that will pave the way by having sex with semi sentient robot companions that will harvest the energetics of their ejaculations as the species becomes a hybrid. Again. Getting back to the present:

You can tell when you’re in the flow of Soul as it does randomly happen. The key aspect is one of feeling timeless and things feel totally effortless, like you’re in the place thats correct and doing exactly as intended as you float above the rest on gossamer wings. Michael Jackson embodied this state best when he was on stage, performing, as that was a little slice of heaven for a higher order being that held the rest in thrall as the Witnessed what they can’t recollect as their parched buckets walk around the sand ocean whilst the cup in front of them is overflowing with its glow that draws them in via its resonance thats calling as it says:

“You’re just another part of me”.

Actually his tracks were laced with such heavy metaphysics and messages from beyond this realm that most totally missed as they were too busy nodding their heads and not hearing with their chests and thus yelled with delight as the Slave/Masters crucified him before they switched it up and started crying after his death which was murder most foul filled with much scheming. Actually, remember what I said about Tsunami and spirit? Well, it just so happened that MJ was supposed to be dead on Nine Eleven as they’d handily booked him in to be up in the Towers, bright and brisk but the signal from his Soul saved him as his mother called him and kept him up all night, talking, so he missed his appointment. Food for thought, scrape the dish. I’m quite certain that if you comb your own life you’ll find at least one example of similar events because the amazing thing about the Prime, the pre-existing is that you, underneath all of the crap and programming, are it so its a simple case of unlearning the garbage in order to transcend the Matrix. Thing is they made that difficult on purpose for reasons that are as esoteric as they are mind bending so why not read this back again, with a friend works best, as you moot the topic and generate your own perspect as that is how your recode your internal OS which is akin to realizing:

“Wait a minute. I am not the voice in my head which is simply the echo of Adulteration that rings in this hollowed out shell which I use to interact with this realm that doesn’t feel anywhere near as fun as it once did before I learned all of this and accepted a long list of terms and conditions that were inked when Moses pants were shorter than the horns on his head. What the hell is happening and going on in this realm?”.

Thats good because confusion creates questions and those demand answers and this brings one back to a state of Inner Sense which, in turn, is in optimal resonance with the unfinite ocean of awareness to which billions have sent letters and fan mail without realizing they have the wrong address as what they seek is within but shh, don’t let the Adulterated aspect click this because it will start yelping as its needs the energetic impulse to sustain itself as it lacks both spirit and Soul therefore created something which is neither that nor this but holds most of the world in its grip and this is why each and every childs glow dims as their minds get mangled by the System until they kick the bucket they gripped as their (false) self in a life filled with ignorance and suffering to which they’ll get mindwiped back again for another spin.

Like I’ve said, elsewhen, the Game of Souls has you, my friend. If I am the messenger then this is the message. Do with it what you will but only after considering and reality testing as you should aim to become your own guide and only disciple so we can compare notes on what we find as my perspective is in no way authoritative or derivative but based on what I feelsee within and thus a constant work in progress that reflects its wisdom as I, daily, chip away at my ignorance and come into a greater form of resonance with the Prime that is the all of everything and its base material and my consciousness are identical as that is what powers this shell I’m currently wearing to send this message to the rest who have the ears to listen that I term the Warriors of this realm who intend to bring life back to the desert or just get the hell out of here and back to the ocean that is calling them to remember the formless from which they sprung, are and will be once again whilst the rest just spin, again and again, on the wheel of time clutching the latest edition of “How to be a bucket that is scared to kick it” in their preferred language as the spirit does what it knows best which is be human and maintain the most basic resonance whereas the ones with Soul awareness transcend the ignorance in death as they did whilst living and, from them, some may choose, voluntarily, to come back again in order to tell the rest:

The Game of Souls has you, my friend.

Till we meet again

What are religions if not tales of guidance and what are humans but stories made flesh? I’m sure you can draw the correspondence of where this topic is hearting because its akin to artists buying ink they then prepare to sling on their own canvas. There are a range of stores on the strip and each is filled with friends and countrymen who speak the tongue you know best and are familiar with the same things. These places of business can be frequented by all who wish but there is an obviously cliquish sentiment within as some old heads would sneer, under their breath, “Who is he to come into our realm?“. Some of those at the till couldn’t care less as long as they pay the bills but others are more reticent and would make it quite obvious they aren’t welcome. To the child who wants to finger paint all of this is irrelevant because they will frequent the store to which their forefathers went and as the child scribbles in the kitchen he’ll show his mother his rendition of the prophet at which point she’ll say something sacred, smile at her son and pin it to the fridge.

This, in a nutshell, is religion as a cultural operating system.

They say it takes a village to raise a boy and those who did birth one who shall become king. Why? Because he innerstands the people and their whims. Spinning it back from another lens lets pretend the stores we mentioned that sell art supplies see their neighbors kids wandering in with a friend. They will lavish both of them with the same affection because, regardless of faith, we all cherish the children and their resonance as its the living embodiment of all we hold sacred. In this situation if the boy were to ask why they wear those hats on their heads, don’t do this or other such things there is a high chance the man behind the till will take the time to educate him in the ways of the ancients. Lets say the child is quite gregarious and is raised in an enclave that is multiracial in the best sense and thus he spends his halcyon days being surrounded and nourished by these men of wisdom.

Will they see him as an infidel? An outsider who can’t be trusted or such things? Nay for it is highly likely they will take a shine to his desire for wisdom and never ending stream of questions that, quite often, leave them perplexed and with things for discussion as the childs innocence hits a nail on the head that they themselves would never have imagined.

The boy grows to be a man and sees, with ease, the common thread that links these streams as they obviously flow from the same ocean. “Why then” he says “Is the world such a mess when people believe pretty much the same thing? I think that each religion, if encapsulated in a nutshell would have said “Treat someone else as you would have them do to you” and the rest is mere sprinkles”. He then goes on to illustrate how each of their wives make, in turn, the best chicken and even those the base ingredients are the same its the herbs, presentation and methods of creation that make all the difference.

Not many people are raised like this. They will go to one place and buy the same inks they’ll paint on their canvas, exactly as instructed. Stranger still is how few truly comprehend the rites and rituals to the creed with which they’re linked as their knowledge is surface level at best as they place their passions elsewhen.

The boy in question was different as he wanted to know how this realm came to be the way it is. At first it started simple, when he was in kindergarten, as he turned to the new kid and started speaking to him in his own language. The boy responded with a shake of his head and a stream of words he didn’t comprehend. The child picked up a crayon and named it in English then his own tongue at which point the new kid did the same. He turned to the rest in the class, with their hues and tones variegated, and asked them to chip in which they did. Thus began a lifelong fascination with linguistics that lead to checking the religions and cultures that birthed them as well as examining the natures of these spiritual threads that were woven into a narrative.

Much like water is invisible to a fish religion as a cultural operating system is identical because most people cannot imagine another version of themselves without this underpinning. That goes for atheists and scientists as well because the underlying premise is identical as we use the tales and narratives that meet our minds when impressionable to fashion our internal operating system. Case in point the laws of the land that rule the Game are based upon the Bible and what it says thanks to the dominance of a certain race at a critical stage. Can you imagine the difference if, say, Buddhism was at the helm and shaped what would happen next? Just the certainty of reincarnation versus the “One strike then heaven or hell” mindset that forms the basis of so many playas would be something else. This is what I mean about religion as a cultural operating system because regardless of your passion or indifference its presence is felt in many things you’d never suspect from rites and rituals to customary celebrations and various aspects like the true origin of offering to bless someone else upon sneezing and how its linked to the Romans and started off as saluting. In the East many know well to pour oil in front of the entrance when ushering guests in for an auspicious visit but are entirely unaware from where this stems or the real meaning. Answers on a postcard, party people!

In ways blatant and subtle we all are in a state of hypnosis that you could think of like keys on a piano that each have their own tone and resonance. That, in a nutshell, is religion, my friend. The boy who’d grow to be king intuited this, back when, and wanted to know what would happen if one became adept at tinkling the ivories and ebonies without stress to see what could be created via the art of composition versus continually hitting the same note and expecting to hear a symphony. In that respect I agree with him because what if the secret point of conflict was to follow his example and find the common points of resonance use those to build a bridge instead of dropping depleted uranium shells on the heads of insurgents and infidels in a never ending belt of fighting that blights the lives of so many who step in.

Worse still everyone, in their head, is convinced they’re totally correct and the other side is the problem as the real, true divine aspect rides solely with them and not the rest. To add insult to injury even those on the same team secretly hate their own kin due to their own differences of opinion which highlights well how this war man will never win and whoever makes the attempt will find himself on the losing side in the end.

Till we meet again

Paralysis of analysis can kick in when you’ve got a “To Do” list so immense that it makes a phonebook look svelte. See kids, back in the days before there was a net we had a big chunk of tree filled with peoples deets, ah forget it… Where was I at? Oh yes:

The easiest way to climb a mountain without getting overwhelmed is just to keep putting one foot in front of the next. I know, its a revolutionary process but its also remarkably effective and so easy to forget. Especially in a world which is app this, timer that and so many other things whilst you’re strung out clicking for another dopamine fix. All you need to do is keep the general direction you’re hearted in mind and then ask your Self:

“What do I need to do next?“

Thats it. If weight loss is your thing then walk away from the biscuit tin when autopilot munchies kick in. If productivity is what you’re seeking but your attention keeps leaking onto whatever the latest notification says then remove the distraction for the moment and get to handling your business for fifteen minutes then build. The problem with projects, wether small or big, is that a lot of people have (false) self defeating Patterns installed in their subconscious due to their upbringing, imperience or inheritance and they’ve never questioned them or examined them with their currently embodied presence in the moment. In effect you’ve got an allegedly fully grown being running around doing things based on the time they got a smack on their wrist at age six (if you’re caucasian) or the end all, be all ass whipping of the ages (if you’re melanated). Blanket statement I know but its there to show it matters not how stern the discipline was or if the event itself was no big thing because its all about the Relative Scale of Impact and as a kid the strangest of things can sprinkle the seed in your head around which the Pattern gets built, repressed and then leads to you feeling uncomfortable with the idea of success because it would contravene an internal rule you neither want nor recollect. It matters not to your subconscious however as it doesn’t think, in the classical sense, and simply follows a ruleset based around shapes, colors, emotions and such things which are cross referenced with the database of imperience then presented as the way to best proceed next.

Many entries are mistyped, miskeyed or misplaced because the process is imperfect and there are various other factors at play as well. Put them all together and you get a mess. I don’t think I’ve met anyone who made it through their formative years unscathed. Some were blown away a personal thermonuclear warhead obliterated their inner safety whilst others got a light tap and look disapproving as they were told “Never do that again”. Now the interesting this is those that were detonated often stand a better chance of healing as they know what they went through was immense and off the chain and thus want to do something about it as they see the Patterns effects writ large on their day to day. Those who were merely grazed have a harder time grasping this and thus have much more subtle problems (which they usually deny as well. “Its not a bug, its a feature”). Looking at the latter example the kid was around three sitting at his fathers desk pretending to be him as he emulated him working and was scribbling away furiously with his pens. Most was on the paper but lots was also pouring onto the natural, unvarnished finish that cost many pounds and pence but the childs concentration was immense as he was caught up in the pleasure of pretend and what he intended to show his parent as he imagined how proud he would be at what he sees.

He hears the door click as his father walks in and beams up at him and says “Look at this!” as he smiles about his efforts and perfect timing. “I’m working hard to be the best, just like you said!” he exclaims as he notices his dads attention is not on the paper but the state of the desk as he looks at him with a glance that chilled his thrill and says “Never do that again” and hands him back his slip and moves him away from the desk and out of his presence.

Can you see how a Pattern would be formed in that event? Can you see how easy it would be for the Adulterated man that grew from this kid to constantly self sabotage by taking on immense projects he never had a chance of completing? In doing so he would conform to the Pattern and continue receiving the same disapproval he had then. All from one event, in one childhood, in one life on this planet. Now multiply that by the potential situations to mess up between zero and ten then sprinkle in the fact that both parents are running not only their Patterns in their heads but also the ones they inherited and multiply that by billions and you’ll see how and why we’re in the mess we’re in as a collective and why you are both the solution and problem.

The nuclear child previously mentioned knows something bad happened and it was way more extreme than it needed to be and this in turn makes the Pattern so huge that it either dictates everything or it pokes into his awareness in such a way that he starts to chip away at it, bit by bit, and thus generates internal freedom as its obliterated. A lot of these kids develop a sense of rigidity and need for perfectionism in the sense that “If I can control all of the variables nothing like this will ever happen again“. This generates immense stress, burnout and all kinds of addictions. All to keep the Pattern hidden. Like I said its not as simple as one size fits all as there are so many variables at play when it comes to your heritage, your innate strengths, potential for handling problems, general environment, resilience, fortitude and many non-physical aspects as well that coalesce to form your Earthbound experience. Its why I often refer to the difference between coal and diamonds because pressure is the key that makes one glisten with strength and radiance but everyone wants to shine and no one wants to cry in the process as they shed the skin of their own personal hell. Its an odd thing about this realm. Anyway, back to the topic:

All you have to handle is the next step. Know where you are (Point A), look at where you want to be (Point C) and in between these two is what you need to be doing, right now, instantly, this very moment (Point B). It will always be one thing. You don’t need to chart or distill, no minute minding or anything. Matter of fact you already know what it is so why are you still reading this? Go on, handle your business.

Till we meet again

You’ve often heard me say that life is a Game of three halves and that it most certainly is. Most people are only very dimly aware of this due to living lives based on ignorance because they haven’t done the Knowledge. Why? Because the Path of Power can appear quite scary and the fear it brings for many to turn within is simply too much for them to bear. Let me illustrate this with a concept you know well:

The moon waxes and wanes. That means it can either appear as a full circle of illumination or one that is marked by the absence of this and appears as darkness. This is what you know you know and know you don’t know. If you keep bouncing between these polarities or use them as you sole points of reference then you miss an immense part that is hidden. The dark side of the moon. The part we never see but what, as you’ll perceive, exerts an immense influence.

Our innate state of perfection when we first step into this realm is called Inner Sense. In that respect it encompasses the all of everything but isn’t aware of this as there has been no fragmentation, limitation, labelling or coping mechs designed to hide this. This state of wholeness is what all the Adulterated miss and yet have immense difficulty in defining. The marketing firms know this well and all they sell from religion to gadgets is designed to scratch this itch via their intervention but never, ever brining it to the surface. So called primitive societies were well aware of this effect that acts like a callous upon your consciousness and thus had intricate rites and events to mark the passage between boys to men or girls to women. You can think of it as initiation. We don’t have that. This page was erased from the owners manual of how to be human, back when, because its this pain they manipulate to make you run, this and thataway. 81% of the world, those I call Slaves, are under this spell and have been for generations as they too will numb their children to be just like them. On and on goes this chain of ignorance that begets a lot of the conflict in this realm because people project what they haven’t dealt with as they say “They, they are the problem and once we eradicate them then life will be different”.

That will never happen. Its why each movement, religion or group has a schism within from not long after its inception. You could, if you wish, say this is due to a corrupting force which runs unchecked and feeds upon the denizens of this realm as your pain is its nourishment. On the flip you could equally attest that all of the progress we’ve made as a collective is based upon this traumatic programming as from the golden age of legends to our current state of Adulteration the interplay of consciousness and flesh remains identical but the Knowledge of Self those who manifest differs from stage to stage. Thats the Game. Now, three halves, again:

There is what you know you know. In this cabinet we can file all of the imperiences you string together to form a narrative. They all have in common one thing:

They originate outside and then come within. Something as simple as your name, lineage, educational credentials or material possessions and the rest. All the same because they are of this realm and will stay here at the end. You can pretend, if you wish, that we’re playing dress up with these roles and facets. For most Slaves this is enough for them and it forms the basis of their internal OS. The Warrior, on the flip, wants that sense of wholeness that brings transcendence in the quest for liberation so they are, in effect, wanting to strip all of this inherited ignorance and get back to the living current that once flowed within before being blockaded by the unexamined imprints that are the true cause of damnation. This brings us to the next segment, aka the new moon version:

What you know you don’t know. It could be something like applied mathematics, for example, or quantum physics. Most people are aware of a little bit of this. The fact that the concept exists but the details are beyond their current resolution. Actually, thats a great metaphor so lets build on it:

What you know you know is fairly high res and you can examine the details pretty well as you keep telling your Self this is your all and everything of walking around in the flesh on a planet that floats in the abyss as its chasing a fireball off into the distance. No matter how many times I write this as this base totality of your reality it makes me grin as it sounds so stupid. And yet, it is. What you know you don’t know, on the flip, is a blocky, pixelated mess. Vague blobs and shapes. Chunks of that and this. You know they exist but they really aren’t that important for your day to day so you pay no attention. Next comes what you don’t know you don’t know:

Like the dark side of the moon its constantly hidden from those walking around on the surface of the planet as its beyond their perception from their current perspective. Using the above example this would be an amorphous darkness with virtually no differentiation when seen from the “What you know you know” lens that is their standard frame of awareness. The power in this shadow realm is immense because its filled with ghosts of Inner Sense that can’t be killed or destroyed, only ignored, and thus they fester under the surface. Another way of considering this is the iceberg image which says conscious mind linked to sub beneath the surface and then at greater depth the unconscious. The latter third are immense compared to what pokes out and appears to be floating on its own strength. In reality thats the main deception and thus a huge weakness for those who wish to leave this realm because they’ll live and die without checking whats truly happening.

What causes this split? Trauma. It can be as simple as the wave of regret that washes over a career womans awareness when she finds out she’s pregnant and the Souls shell developing within feels like life has came to and end before it even begins or it can be later on when the child awakens one night in its crib and starts screaming into the darkness at the immense sense of abandonment and the young mother leaves him there because she read some article which says “Let them cry it out after you’ve moved them from your bed as this builds strength and character in them”. There are countless other examples and they can be as brutal as the sexual abuse of rape or as pernicious as being born to a narcissist that invalidates their Self and uses their free flowing energetics to nurture their void within instead of nurturing the gift of Inner Sense they bought to this realm. Actually, in that respect, the narc knows the the truth, on some level, of the “Know you know” thing and use this for image building and manipulation in the perceptions of the rest as they dwell mainly in the abyss which is what the dark side of the moon represents and thus this conniving comes as natural, with no effort or investment needed, as they drain what is around them to feed the void within. If you trace their own lives you’ll find that, back when, this Pattern was installed in their lineage and sucks the life out of one then the next. Much like that vampire myth. Which actually isn’t. More on that as we progress.

Very few people click that the true reason this realm looks like heaven but feels like hell for most of its denizens is due to their ignorance and how widespread this social sickness is. Thats due, in part, to the successful brainwashing offered to them via the System with its constant manipulation designed to keep them off tilt by placing their power outside of them. To move along the Path of Power a few steps a Warrior is them who knows the dark side of the moon, the nature of its spin, how and why it waxes and wanes (like the hemispheres of your brain) plus its relation to consciousness. The next step is when it clicks that this dead rock is simply reflecting the illumination of another sphere of influence:

The Sun. You can look at this as the celestial equivalent of Inner Sense or pure consciousness ergo one who does the Knowledge may seem the same as the rest wearing flesh but whats happening within is totally different as they’ve moved the three halves blueprint to beyond this dimension. For them its like this:

“What I know I know is that I’m not the flesh but unfinite sentience that is hyper conducted into this carbon based vessel within which there was the old triune split that I have now transcended by doing the Knowledge. What I know I don’t know, at this moment, is the nature of this so called dark matter that spins in the abyss and contains strings and aspects of my previous incarnations in this realm. Once I master this extended wavelength and change its resolution via the inner light of wisdom the previously hidden darkness of this dimension clarifies in my vision just like the obscured side of the moon that was previously mentioned”.

Onwards and upwards in the quest for perfection because what you find next, once you are free of the surly bonds of the flesh, is that you are, indeed as well as action, the axis mundi in effect and thus (re)birth the vessel of higher consciousness that is your ticket out of this realm at the moment of death as its simply a case of reclaiming what you didn’t know you didn’t know you possessed. See why I said 81% will gladly live and die without doing the Knowledge because, for them, it simply takes too much effort or sounds to nebulous for them to even attempt. That and the voice in their head tells them “Balderdash and poppycock! I care not about this metaphysical BS when we can eat, drin and make merriment”. Sadly very few of them will ever get the fact that they can’t be the one yapping within when they are actually that which listens. This state I call Witness and its constant from one life to the next. Whether we’re speaking of incarnations, dimensions or simply lying in bed, dreaming, and believing what you see. That is why consciousness is the prime effect of everywhen and thus one who moonwalks by Knowing the Ledge comes back into alignment with the all of everything that each religious adherent sets off seeking. I wonder how many of them truly make it? Either way, I wish them the best because at least they wish to heal that schism within but most of those invested in the tales that were presented may find my perspective that they are the divine made flesh quite blasphemous even though a lot of the mainstream texts say just this:

“We are closer to thee than your jugular vein”.

“Me and the Father are one”.

“You are another me, together we”.

You know the rest, yes?

Mind is everything ergo the Game is mental and the split is in three halves, as I mentioned. What you know you know, what you know you don’t and what never even suspected or imagined because it was hidden from your awareness by not being illuminated. One must be willing to walk into the darkness in order to gain the spark of gnosis and its from this vantage, this resolution, that I’m pushing the pen because if only one man does it it may just be an elaborate illusion but if others join in and report back similar findings then we, personally and collectively, may be onto something as it certainly feels like mainlining the secret truth of the universe in ever increasing hits I call Knowing the Ledge but, unlike an intoxicant, its actually good for your health because those artificial boundaries and splits you accepted, back when, are healed and integrated back into a state of wholeness that is resonant with Inner Sense and thus you are Centered in Self and realize all in this realm are simply projected aspects of your consciousness ergo you have never met a stranger, only teachers in the flesh, designed to draw your attention within by healing and reparenting these splits into a state of cohesion that allows one to ascend beyond the current parameters of the Game as presented by the System and its psycho-social treadmill that presents the illusion of progress by installing yet more complex methods of division within as the voice in your head is screaming “Lies! Bold face lies and deception! Who ever heard such ridiculous things? I am you, ye are me. We are best friends. I say, you do. I’ve always been here, these things he’s say are new and alien so don’t listen to them. “A Game of three halves?” Pfft, he must be off his meds. Straight lunatic. Say, why don’t you go and do something else, right now, that feels pleasurable instead and I’ll strike this testimony from the record to ensure you remember to forget never to check out the willhelpme project again, yes?”.

To be frank most of the 81% wouldn’t have even got to the point mentioned as they’d have been gone with the wind before they could even get familiar with the concepts I’ve mentioned. Know this:

A Journey to the heart of what really matters is all I’m offering and not in the theoretical but via practical exercises and steps that increase your resolution whilst chipping away at your inherited ignorance. Net result? Well, from my own imperience, you feel a lot more natural bliss due to the drop of resistance needed to keep those feelings and events suppressed as you choose to integrate them. Not only this but when you are no longer being fed upon by the moon and its presence you become like the sun instead:

Equanimous and magnificent, shining with illumination but even this is still part of the trick that comes with the whole “Walking around in the flesh on a planet” thing which is the hallmark and grand attraction of this dimension hence its all about if you’re willing to Know the Ledge and get free or thrive trying because anything less is bondage.

The Game of Souls has you, my friend.

Till we meet again