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When you first set foot into this realm you were the actualized embodiment of natural intelligence. You existed in a state of total coherence that transcended this dimension that was and is without beginning or ending. It just is. Then what happened? You inherited ignorance. Call it tradition, the zeitgeist, flavor of the month or what you wish – that much is totally irrelevant as I’m speaking of the imperience and have no concern with the label which is actually one of their most effective tricks at causing in-fighting – but its far closer to a mind virus.

One that first infected your parents when their Soul crash landed in the flesh and so on and so on. See why I call it inherited ignorance because none of your folks ever thought to stop and check this bundle of energetics that made them miserable before passing it on to the next generation like an emotional landfill. This is actually the true source of all of your problems but because your life as it stands is testament to these symptoms its kind of hard to see when you’re so invested in the narrative. Discernment is akin to removing the Adulterated water from the once creamy milk of Inner Sense because whilst you may currently be enjoying a white liquid of awareness it is nowhere near as rich or filling as it once was, correct?

Trees don’t go to a university to grow, they just know. So do you, deep within. Many people speak of this but when it comes to practical instruction in ways tangible whilst in the flesh everyone is strangely silent. “Ah, see you don’t believe! Thats your problem” says the man with the ministry as he presents the public image of being content and happy which is at odds with the fact that I knew, back when, that he drinks like a fish but keeps it real secret as he makes extended circuits round the town to buy a single bottle at each establishment so none of them click how much he sips. But I did because I was everywhere, noticed everything and had been trained to remember plates and faces to see who and where they were moving.

I knew early on that this realm could only make me less of me and I felt these effects very dramatically and this forced me to fortify my awareness in order to prevent further ingress. For the rest of you the process was far more seductive and almost invisible so even though you realize something is missing you can’t quite tell what it is. The checklist says “The milk of Inner Sense is white, satisfying and really quite special” and in reality you’re sipping something so thin and watered down that its spirit is missing. This is you. You are pure unbounded consciousness in essence but what you had and what you get are so wildly different because whilst the boxes are ticking the internal sensations are way different.

Sure, you’ll write it off as aging, having been round the block or being grown and overstressed but the simple fact of the matter is that you currently possess an Adulterated awareness and lack the discernment to spot what was put in and thus what is missing. You definitely feel it but justify it and rationalize using all types of excuses as you wonder why your energy and creativity isn’t what it was. Such is the sign of the times in the land of blind who walk around with cauterized third eyes and hypnotized minds that speak “Everything is as its supposed to be… Go back to sleep”. Such deceptive treachery that presents itself as reality when it is no such thing. And yet, it is very, very effective. So much so that 81% will never question the world pulled over their eyelids as the Game has been so well and truly rigged that second nature prevents them from asking “What is my prime state?”. Natural intelligence.

It was and can be once again. But only if you’re willing to actually admit that whatever it is you currently think, cherish and cling to isn’t exactly working as they said. If it is then please tell me, share your wisdom as I have been seeking, speaking and teaching that which works for me and am always open to learning ways of moving more effectively. If your way of doing things isn’t bringing you a life you’re happy living then do you have the gumption to question this inherited ignorance and drag it, kicking and screaming if needed, into the golden light of awareness that only exists in the present moment?

For many this is a bridge too far. I’ve been called many names by those who hated what I had to say and more still by those who listened, attempted, looked within and found a terrain that was exceedingly familiar in its newness that generated a whole string of questions as they began to pick apart their inherited ignorance and couldn’t wait to tell their friends and fam about their adventuring.

“Thees mann is de devul!” said a broad Nigerian accent as the preacher pointed his shaky finger in my direction and forbade one of his congregation from ever speaking to me again under the pain of excommunication. I offered him a drink to calm his nerves and he wasn’t amused in the slightest by what I said as he clicked the man standing now in front of him was that bright eyed and bushy tailed jit from back when that he’d seen as he did his circuit training. “Funny how spirit as in the drink is the same label they apply to the quest for holiness. I wonder how many people have fell for the trick and are practicing something quite different from what they’re preaching” I quipped as a I watched his dark skin take on a tinge of redness that beget an angry aubergine presence as he raged and stomped away from my premises and took his lost sheep with him, back to the congregation.

I’m not the first to think like this and I’m certainly not the last to be called a nonbeliever, infidel or heretic. The simple fact of the matter is what they package up and sell via various pulpits doesn’t actually change a thing whilst here on the planet and thus isn’t practical. The reason I can say this is because if it worked the world these thoughts built wouldn’t be such a mess and the many, many people I’ve spoken to wouldn’t feel like they did within but be too scared to admit it:

“I can’t believe I’ve just told you that” he said. “Im going to hell now, for certain” he added, starting to fret. Previously he’d recollected his first brush with faith, back in the days, and how it filled him with such disdain. He couldn’t quite place his finger on it now but since he’d started sorting through his inheritance to see why he thought like this he’d been unravelling many strings that previously manifested themselves as random points of tension in his flesh. We actually met because his back was killing him and he could no longer pray without wincing which I found quite ironic and slightly amusing. Often the beliefs we most often cherish can be double edged as they mask the true source of our discomfort. Isn’t it interesting how the entire world says “Look this way” and attracts your attention externally and yet they spin the same tales of “It all comes from within!” without actually telling you how to access it.

In many respects your true power, your Inner Sense, sits in a walled garden built around your chest and the bricks were formed of inherited ignorance and erected in tune with your parents wishes as theirs before them.

We started tracing the pain, logging the manifestations, what was happening and then moved on to not resisting it or fighting. Instead just accept it like a message. Feelsee into it to perceive what its saying. Once he got a handle on his energetics the relief came quick and suddenly he was moving with a far higher degree of freedom than he’d known for a minute because there is an immediate and dramatic resonance between the mind and flesh. Thing is, like a balloon, once its been blown up and stretched it can’t shrink back to its original limits and thus doesn’t fit within the box it had been conditioned to sit.

This I call the Reality Tunnel and we all dig using the shovel of inherited ignorance. Very few question the intent of where its headed, for what reason, who furnished these tools and thrust them into our grip as they instructed us to keep shoveling like our life depended on it. To many it actually does. They are like sharks in that respect and to stop is to become dead as they need to keep the motion going as it brings an odd sense of comfort. The preacher was like this and when he noticed the shift and improvement in one of his congregation he quickly chalked it up to the prayers and well wishes they’d all been sending him. The man rose, bashfully, and said he was feeling much better and appreciated the good energy and it was only after when they were talking that he started to reveal the details of our meeting and things he’d been thinking since as his entire view of the world began to shift.

Religion is a business, first and foremost, which is why the collection plate is a thing. People don’t like to lose customers or market share which may bring a threat to coming generations as its all quite competitive. Fear not for they have many strings and a variety of arrows as well to ensure you bow you head and keep on keeping on. “My child, it is your families wish and fondest tradition. Why on Earth would you talk and think like this? This man must be very, very wicked” he said.

“No, but he isn’t. Listen before we even spoke I thought he was a Christian as I heard him lecturing on the topic of the Kingdom and how everything is within and chasing outside is the illusion that brings no solutions”. “And is he?” the preacher asked, wondering quietly who was muscling in on his act. “No, he said he’s read many texts but isn’t able to vibe with them fully to any depth or level of innerstanding that makes any practical sense and thus makes his own way and shares his findings with all who’ll listen”.

That is how they washed up on my doorstep, ready to hand out some fire and brimstone for the disrespect and questions that sprouted up from a rekindled Inner Sense that was now being rapidly suppressed as this kind of thinking can be dangerous to the rest.

This is why I said that true spirituality, in the practical sense, is a lonely process because many around you will detest your growth and freedom as they wish to pull you back to the familiar zone of discomfort they know, in that box they expect you to sit as you merrily sing and dig your Reality Tunnel just as they said. “After all, its tradition” they say as the drunken preacher rocks and sways under the influence of a totally different kind of spirit. Thing is, a gram of natural intelligence, when it hits, can obliterate kilos and kilos of inherited ignorance because the buzz of Inner Sense speaks for itself in the original dialect of energetics that is innate to all human beings before the spells and rites of language does their thing and twists you up from within via the algorithm which really is a kind of magic.

From then its only a question of “When?” that the body will follow suit and this manifests as all types of injury and sickness along with a myriad symptoms of ill health. Pills and potions promise solutions, none of which will stick and the side effects are often worse than the problem itself.

I once watched a flick in which some people were following these monkeys around the jungle. There was this little one that was quite impish and always pushing the limits by treading on the tigers tail just to see what happens and his antics were exceedingly amusing as he was overflowing with vigor and vim. Then he lost his grip, fell out of a tree and hit the ground with a yelp. The mother chimp was distraught and rushed to grab him as she yelled out commands at her kids who scampered off through the jungle. One came back with leaves, another some bark freshly ripped and a third with some berries. She set about chewing them in a way most intense then spitting them into the leaf and pressing them to where it was hurting before scooping her baby up and holding her close to him.

The camera team watched and noted as the monkey made a quick return to form and was soon doing what he did with reckless abandon so they went and grabbed samples of the things they used. Much to their surprise one was an analgesic and the other increased blood flow and when chewed to release what is within the leaf that was heated via her flesh ensured the nutrients penetrated her kid as she nursed him back to health.

How did they know this?

Natural intelligence.

The same force which makes mighty tree grow from a small acorn is present within. I call it Inner Sense. Thing is the System specializes in arresting its development and then selling you a million and one things in an attempt to mask its absence.

You don’t have to take my word for it. You can try what I said for yourself and take your own steps on the Path of Power to see what happens because the results speak for themselves as they are palpably felt with a familiar newness. This is the whole second nature vs prime state thing and why the world is how it is because people are conditioned via their inheritance that just keeps getting bigger and bigger with each passing generation until most cling to it like a drowning man does a brick, little realizing that by simply letting go and centering himself he could swim out of the seas of ignorance via the use of his natural intelligence.

Till we meet again

A man comes down from the hill and says “Hear ye, hear ye, I have these pills that will make you weak, infirm and ill. I don’t charge a thing and you won’t have to do anything beyond taking them down with a little sip and then, thats it. You’ll get what I promised”. What do you think the people around him will say? Do you envision anyone taking him up on this? No, right? It makes no sense. Matter of fact it seems flat out stupid because its the antithesis of life and for sure that course of action won’t end well.

And yet, at this very moment you are indeed munching on these pills. You have been for a while, mainly out of ignorance, the inability to reason for your Self and the lack of an obvious method to spot the difference so lets put it like this:

Compare how you feel now to how you did when you were a kid. There was an immense difference, yes? If I could sum it up in one word it would be innerG. To make it a whole sentence you had, at one point in your life, the imperience of natural fully bodied presence that unfolded spontaneously in the moment. Comparing now to then is pretty much useless in the sense that its been so long that you cant remember it and even if you could perfectly recreate the image it still wouldn’t feel like it did. And there is the key to all of this. Feeling.

Most people can’t feel, they won’t allow themselves to melt and thus are less than real but therein lies the self deceit because the brain won’t allow them to believe what they know to be the deal – you can test if this fits thee by simply asking if you’ve ever felt incomplete, like life was missing some fundamental aspect that was once present and is now missed sadly but you can’t say exactly what it is but you feel it, nonetheless. The brain likes illusions, its the key to its tradecraft and trickery. Just look into how the signals for vision do feed into the cortex where they are inverted before you “see” and you’ll intuit what I mean. The nature of the Game is to make you believe what you perceive, especially if it makes you seem small and weak while the Warrior knows he is that which sees and thus simultaneously separate from whilst permeating reality as it all plays out inside his awareness. Indeed, grasping this for real and not pseudo-intellectually or fake spiritually as many seem to be for centuries is the key to becoming free. But the brain is slippery beast as its actually your enemy thats convinced you its your friend and people trust it implicitly much like those who followed their screen and drove off a cliff as the GPS decreed.

Stop and think about that for a moment and you’ll get a perfect example of the disconnect which is the emotional plague that haunts man. There is what is in front of us, so obvious and plain yet so hard to perceive and then there is that which is decreed by the cube of authority (and you can interpret that to mean whatever you want it to be) as what it is you should see. “Fear the sphere” they say as you agree “No more multidimensional me” whilst they turn the heat up in degrees so the rest of the frogs in the kitchen don’t scream…

Contrast that to a child who, lets say, was riding free. First of all their common sense (which is present to a way higher degree before education performs its contracted assassination of their intuition) would scream “What are you stupid? That is a cliff, I don’t care about the screen so you listen to me and we’ll ride along the street to use the bridge, get me?” and they would, happily. There are Self preserving energies that can be honed mightily, in fact there were legends spoken of previous events in which the adept would sit with his hand on his blade, waiting for the moment to raise and protect from the blow aimed at his head as the final test of his martial prowess. If he didn’t? Well, looks like he wasn’t ready. Better luck next spin. This guardian energy is available to all in the flesh and many have used it before with no conscious awareness.

Its what makes you press the brakes as you pass the bend only to find a little kid running out without looking. Its what makes you take a rain check on a trip to a place you really wanted to visit because something feels off and then it turns out it was for the best as those who went got into a real mess and ask “How did you know?” to their friend as he visits them in hospital and says “I don’t know, something within wouldn’t let me take that step”. Did you know there are plenty of documented celebs (and regular people as well) that narrowly avoided death on Nine Eleven due to similar premonitions? Chief among them was Michael Jackson. Same with the Tsunami as all the animals did jet whilst humans leapt into the waves instead. Speaks volumes about the Adulterated state of our awareness, yes?

When we are tense within we are disconnected from this sense as its a refined energy that can only be accessed if you can actually feel yourself, wholeheartedly in the moment. Its like sprinkles on the cake. Not essential to the experience but add to it quite a bit. The interesting thing is a similar but distorted apparition in the same vein manifests in those who are anxious that won’t let them do a thing. Often steering them away from what they need and toward that which is to their detriment and we’ll get into this later when we examine the origin of neurosis and why so many people are a mess. Hint its all got to do with the tension within and how you relate to the present moment so this is all of interest to them as well as everyone else who wishes to be the best version of themselves.

Children swim in this refined energy so easily and often they can perceive way wider than regular, Adulterated human beings because they haven’t been taught to not see what they can. Ask around or maybe you yourself personally have had experiences in which a child repeats a memory or even that was unique to thee and they’re convinced it happened to them and they were there to see as they absorb the energy of the event and then retell with them in the drivers seat. Schizophrenics do this quite easily as well and its part of the reason for the shifts in identity and why its hard to find constancy as there is a chaotic resonance within that can also create a reality distortion field that makes people around them act a bit bizzarely which then feeds into their growing sense of paranoia and unease. its all about energy and tension. these two are the keys, are you with me?

So, a man comes down the hill, brandishing a fist full of pills and says “Try some of these, my little munchkins, I’m sure you’ll agree they’re quite sweet and the way they make you feel? C’est magnifique as they cause the pain you feel to ease, no more achy back or dodgy knees. They do cost a pretty penny but we have a range of payment schemes”. People from far and wide would beat a track to him and greet him with huge smiles as they thank him profusely and eat what he proffers greedily in order to feel that much sought after relief.

The thing is the pills are the same. The branding campaign just changed because they’ll still make you weak, infirm and ill as stated initially Except these are now classed as side effects. The pleasure they bring is the main aim of the marketing speak as they know people are in pain and will pay handsomely to not feel so crappy. The power of suggestion is an amazing thing. Did you know that in controlled experiments if people were given a sedative that was identical in content but presented as either a red capsule or white pill the former was consistently ranked as being more effective? What does that tell you about whats really healing and, conversely, the true source of the problem? Back to the man on the hill:

The pills are life as it stands and each day you voluntarily feed yourself this poisonous combination just so you don’t have to perceive the true nature of reality or ponder the question of how you could be born happy and free and then be slotted into a life of miserable drudgery after all that was unique was squared off, uniformly, and you were shaped into just another piece. Another brick in the wall. Another lost cause in the world and of it to who doesn’t have a clue about who is who. The confused are easy to fool because they’ll go wherever you lead them to. Yes, even off a cliff in the whip all because someone else told them. Such are the dangers of having accepted, without question, that the only place your power should rest is outside of your Self. Thats foolishness, isn’t it? And yet the opposite is often seen as blasphemous or hedonistic. Strange how we class being “Self centered” as bad, isn’t it? I mean, where the hell else should one stand in order to be in perfect balance?

People have such little faith in themselves. There is the weakness I spoke of in that passage because when a child is born they are the paragon of strength once they obtain the fundamentals of Self reliance. Not a word is said but you can spot it in their presence that they know they are the center of the world and around them all spins as they are the de-facto ruler of their kingdom, enthroned in their awareness they dwell. Its from this that the rest comes, the refinement that extends beyond this dimension whilst simultaneously being in and yet not of this realm. This is why they’re intensely curious for first hand imperience, have a thousand and one questions and are spontaneously creative. That is Inner Sense. That is your true nature. That is a state of being you can still access. If you are willing to examine the internal OS that was programmed into your head and you’ve spent a lifetime accepting its statements as the way it is. Can you accept you may have been tricked? Don’t feel bad, its designed to be effective. Over 81% of the world, living and dead, have never questioned the paradigm. Some that do either transcend or end up in the loony bin as they’re firmly convinced something outside of them is manipulating their consciousness and there is a shady clique running around using silent weapons for their quiet wars they wage against those walking around this planet. Of course a padded cell and heavy psychotropics are the best solution but I’ll tell you now I’ve had some very interesting conversations with these so called nutjobs and was profoundly impressed by the various common threads that ran through their narratives but we’ll get into that when we detail the adventures of the one who speaks with schizophrenics.

The man on the hill smiles at himself as he looks around at so many miserable people that are all either fat, sick or nearly dead. Their bodily tissues are filled with soft metals and toxins which are sold to them via various colorful images and jingles under the urge of so called professionals as the way to radiant health when, in reality, its the opposite. Their waters are poisoned, their foods corrupted. Heck, even their clothing and furnishings are laced with poisons. They have no time to pay attention as they’re too busy running, that way and this. When they do get a moment to chill there are non stop bread and circuses vying for their pound of consciousness. Slowly, but certainly, fertility levels plummet. Exactly as intended. There is more and more conflict and further and further division that matches their fragmentation within as they look to the one creating the problems to generate solutions. Which he will, with a grin. All he asks is a little offering of freedom and he’ll wave his magic wand of legislation and issue and edict that makes those who’ve placed their power outside of Self feel a warm sense of fuzziness. How many do you think comprehend that the wolf among them is actually dressed up as mutton and has a whole different intent for this three ring circus which is as far from natural as you can get as its been corrupted by tireless dedication and countless machinations over generations since the man who fell to Earth said:

“Hear ye, hear ye, I have these pills…”.

Stop me if you’ve heard it before. Its one as old as the hills.

Till we meet again

They say the two most important days in your life are when you’re born and when you find out why. Thats really what its all about, isn’t it? Thing is we live in a System whose main wish is to make you another brick in the wall hence no institution can teach you your Souls calling. Worse than that is I’ve often noticed how your birth circumstances and family of choice may be diametrically opposed to your most optimal actualization. Buddhas life is a great example because even though they knew fine well about his potential and mission they conspired to keep the truth hidden. How do you find these clues in your own existence? Well, usually something we do really, really well is often invisible to the one wielding because they do it so natural. In that respect anything that people comment on and say “You’re pretty good at this” can be seen as a clue toward your calling.

Another one is if you’ve always had a strong yearning to visit a location. Go. I’ll have to say the metaphysics of this for another article but its best expressed as an onion thing because there are layers to your consciousness and where you choose to rest on the planet decides which element comes closest to the surface. This is why a lot of people want to take trips because its akin to gaining Soul level wisdom and strength. Once again you can spot the presence of the System that is designed to keep you hemmed in to its limits.

Often in childhood we are firmly aware of our intent when we step in. This is often either ignored or ridiculed by our parents or friends as being unrealistic or something of which you’re not capable. In many this means the drive ends up getting buried. Worse still, in this modern age, is all that flies by the wayside super quick because everybody wants to be rich and famous because they see others doing it big from the time they step in and their mind moves to emulation versus creation. Another hallmark of the System because the beast is a copy and paste and specialist. A good way to get back in touch with this drive is to ask your folks about things you said, back when, or look through a photo album if they’ve transcended this realm for some hints. Failing that you could try asking the child within itself as that is a very powerful way of accessing Inner Sense.

There is another way that I’ve been reality testing for a minute and its so breathtakingly accurate that it led me to the conclusion that all of life is entirely scripted. With a glance your destiny might as well be written on your forehead because we are born then primed to manifest a certain form of resonance. Sure, you can ignore the talents that you never develop or go against the script and try and be a round peg in a square hole type thing but it never, ever fulfills. Think of a young girl, really attractive, who came up around the time the net and socials were getting big so she was first in the wave when that influencer dough came rolling in. Thing is it didn’t mean a thing to her beyond the surface and she was smart enough to realize there is something she stepped into this realm to do and it wasn’t to cake up via her rear end. Turned out a simple slip of the tongue like this had a hidden message that was backed up via the programming language of this Game we’re playing by using our Souls as credits. She had a passion for baking. She really excelled in it and that was actually what drove her dedication at the gym was so she could eat what she wanted and still stay trim. In that respect the net fame was a side effect and once she’d been recalibrated she deleted all of her socials, went to a place that was optimal and is currently making it happen as the best version of her Self.

Just stop and think about it, for a second. There are countless people in this realm, both rich and penniless, that feel an intense sense of desperation within because there is a itch they’ve spent so long pretending doesn’t exist that they don’t have a clue how to scratch it. Thats the problem of this little thing I call Adulteration which, as the term suggests, introduces external things which generally are not in your best interests. That pesky System strikes again! This is the end result of all of the “Sit still! Look ahead! Do well on the test and we’ll say you’re intelligent“. Then what? Go and get into more debt so you can spend the rest of your life paying it back by getting a higher wage that means you’ll need to spend more on various things and symbols to stunt on those just as broken as you within? Truly we are a schizophrenic species, yes? I’ve never been one for coloring in within the lines or ticking the boxes as I was that kind of jit that took his toys apart to see how they functioned and to create something else from the components. Once again, this isn’t something they can (or do) teach because you’re either born with it or you ain’t. I will state we all step into this realm filled with Inner Sense and yet nobody seems to question why this glow dims from the eyes of children as they progress through the System with its standardization and grading.

The fact that Finland ranks as one of the happiest places to live and the people have the least suspicion of their government speaks volumes, doesn’t it? COVID illustrated it well as they had upto ninety percent fewer deaths compared to, say, Sweden (who got most of the attention) and their economy was also far more stable after the event. Unlike others that fed a non stop diet of fear porn and extreme isolation Finland was much more flexible with its approach and far less authoritarian. Compare the stats and they speak for themselves:

It truly does come down to connection at a genuine social level (and not digital approximation) as that is so important in this realm. Bit of a wild tangent from finding your life purpose, I’ll admit, but it just goes to show how vital surroundings are in that respect because not every place affords its citizens the respect and freedom that comes with accepting they are responsible for themselves and wise enough to make their own decisions. In that respect you could say people get the government they deserve but that is another topic. Back on point:

A lot of people lost their minds during the lockdowns because they were face to face with themselves with no distractions. This is also the same panicky state that fuels the mid life crisis thing and its recent quarterly equivalent. Does that mean that people are waking up to the brainwashing poured into the minds via the System when they are young and impressionable as they are trained to live lives of quiet desperation and find happiness via shopping or other forms of bread and circus? It could be, but I doubt it. I think most people will just keep on going with the flow, even if its not working, because they are so used to feeling powerless.

You didn’t always feel like this. Once upon a when you wanted to know with a curiosity that was ferociously intense. Then you heard the spell “No!” being woven in your senses and that put an end to that state of Inner Sense in order to lay the foundations of your Adulteration where billions of Souls drift around the planet totally alienated from Self. You know what my talent is? Helping you find your own and actualize it. What can I say? Its the gift that keeps on giving and feels so wonderful when implemented as you get to see the lotus of actualization bloom from the filth of social programming that says “You are this and should do that” whereas the Soul within had another mission. Like baking, for example. The girl in question is now entirely offline and she was a straight up dime but was smart enough to realize that the outer isn’t within and took the guidance which led to a far greater state of fulfillment than pimping simps via the socialist of mediums. Actually that weaponized loneliness is something I’ll have to push the pen and speak on because its all intended as it will pave the way for semi sentient synthetic companions aka sex robots.

Why do you think they’re investing all this wedge in making synthetic meats in labs? Its not because they don’t want to kill animals but its because the same tech will be used to dress these fake humanoid robots that will be popping up in a couple of generations as we step into another level of this Game we’re playing by using our Souls as credits. Mark my words, if you want to get rich start doing your research on this lane because the one who cracks the texture and replication of human flesh will be laughing all the way to the bank with their patented process. In the interim I’ll also state that by Twenty Twenty Fifth it will become exceedingly obvious we’re living inside a simulation for those paying attention. Like I said, reality is scripted. None of this is what you think it is because it all plays out inside your awareness ergo you are far more powerful that they give credit because without your consciousness this realm would be nothing but potential as you actualize it by looking hence the Observer Effect is the hint that the Game is mental.

Till we meet again

Imagine one day you rise, only to find yourself on a rollercoaster. What happens next? Most people would hold on for dear life as they try to make sense of what the hell is happening. Sure, everyone is screaming, but there are immense variations behind the intent of this yelp, yes? “I just want to go back to what was” you bleat, weakly, follow by “Its too early for this, man. What the hell?”. Strangely nobody else bolted into the seats seems to care or comprehend. Looking closely you can really tell because there is a gleam of terror in their eyes most dare not admit but they’re going through the motions with the rest due to being well adjusted. This you are not. You are struggling to gain your equilibrium because the ride continually forces your body to dump adrenaline that leaves your mind reeling as you try and make sense of the predicament.

Now that scene has been set what do you think you’d do in this situation? Really ponder it, my friend.

Then comprehend thats a load of BS (Belief System) that is nearly totally disconnected from reality as it stands because you’d be scared, anxious, introverted, folding in upon yourself, clutching with intense strength at whatever you could get that felt stable or solid as your mind jumped, deliriously, from one to a thousand things as it tried to create a cogent narrative for whatever was happening and why its so different from what had been.

These are the memoirs of someone born feeling and not numbed by the System.

Along this same train of thought there are those who were ushered into the frame as babies. At first they just watched images of others riding rollercoasters. Soon they played with toys that allowed them emulation as they watched animated figures sing and dance telling them how much fun it is. After a while of learning how to keep their arms and legs inside the carriage and making sure the safety bolt clicks in they were finally unleashed upon the ride itself. Well, a cut down preview experience but one that was still wild enough to get their feet wet. Then they rode it night and day. It was not just a way but the way. Onto this ride did you teleport one day with no previous experience or instruction that allowed you to acclimatize the ways of the train that chunters on rails as it flies that way and this.

Do you know how you boil live frogs? Its pretty much the same except if we dumped a fresh specimen into a pot already heated that the others were accepting in increments it would leap, out of Self preservation, as it knows something is cooking and off in the kitchen. Thing is on the rollercoaster, you’re strapped in. Not only this but you also have some flesh wrapped around your sentience that is struggling to find a narrative that can explain the immense surge of neurochemicals that signal “Danger!” in large red ink like a hippo tap dancing on your adrenals. Your heart thumps, mouth is dry and throat constricts as “I have no mouth and must scream” makes you its living hostage. What would you do in this situation? Sans the BS?

Life is pretty much like this rollercoaster where each carriage contains a pot of water thats boiling to house the amphibians that are currently all calling the name of their own divinity (made in their own image, a frog king, if you will. A divine, celestial blueprint of things that will one day save them if they tightly close their eyes and wish for salvation from the pain of living) as they strive to create a sense of equilibrium in the midst of madness. And yet what causes stress can also become a thrill, if seen from another lens. But then what of the chef? Whats his intent behind creating the whole thing that is rife with such theatricality and deception that most don’t know what hit them and those that start wondering often flip their lids at the sheer madness of the predicament. Yes, it can be a pretty dangerous situation because how can you hope to find that still and silent point in the mid that provides balance when everything is constantly twisting in a never ending onslaught of information designed to keep you on tilt? In that respect you can pretend we’re actually talking about a cavemans brain and nervous system that was used to a far slower and much more natural pace being bought into the current day and age, replete with stripy toothpaste and all kinds of EM rays that bombard its awareness as well as so many other things that are totally invisible but exert their own influence. How do you think it would feel for him? Realize its identical for you as well. Except you had a bits and pieces of the System pumped in to engineer some familiarity and numbness as you sit on the rollercoaster, screaming.

Becoming aware of this in the moment can create one of two things:

Either you will gain a transcendent state of consciousness in which you are so firmly Centered in Self that you become totally unshakable and it matters not one whit what is happening outside of the frame as you dwell in a perpetually perfect state of balance and equilibrium due to having mastered your resonance. Or you go insane. Thems the breaks. Best of luck, kid. You’ll need it.

The vast majority will never, ever meet these ends because of the good old fashioned bell curve distribution which signals the effective brainwashing of the herd to make them functionally retarded. Just smart enough to get the job done but not so clever that they question the paradigm. Word to Carlin. This is pretty much how life is because the air you think you’re breathing is actually fueling this hallucination where, all over the world, people are screaming as the carriage runs along its scripted mission and intent because the tracks are solid and prefixed. This should be obvious to anyone who thinks outside of the fishbowl thats currently bubbling as it flies toward its final destination of them being presented as rare, medium rare, or well done burnt offerings to the various forces intent on devouring them via their embodied suffering served with a generous side dish of ignorance and near total lack of awareness of whats truly happening. Suddenly, the rest becomes obvious. Did you just hear what I said?

The Game of Souls has you, my friend.

Till we meet again