Confidence Is Everything

Imagine you are born with the horn of plenty overflowing, filled to the brim. Now lets call this magical elixir confidence itself. Someone, it can be a parent, comes along with a cup and starts syphoning some off. “No!” they said with the opposite of a grin as you were discovering your place in this realm. This creates confusion. Internal tension. You want to expand and they contract against this. Suddenly one is pulled in two directions and that coherence they once knew is opposed by an equally strong reaction.

Lets look at the horn. Notice its level has dipped. What it once was it currently isn’t. This is your confidence and there is a very good reason why I say it is everything because, in this realm, whether you believe you can or you can’t you’re correct as this trait underpins everything as its the foundation of your thoughts, reactions and how you relate to events and circumstances.

A baby is learning to take its first steps, something that is entirely natural. It rises, falls and rises again. Notice at no point does that baby sink into a deep funk of depression:

“Oh, you are so worthless. Look at those other kids already moving around on two legs whilst you’re struggling. Why bother? Stop putting the effort in. Its useless. You are entirely incapable of doing this. Please cease and desist, this very instant”.

Sounds ridiculous, yes? The baby will keep on attempting and refining their steps as there is no failure when feedback is seen instead then they crack it and along with that huge grin. They are suddenly vertical and the horn of confidence is overflowing. Then came that bad experience.

This child enjoyed drawing, painting, anything creative and had spent a lot of time and effort engaged in sketching out his parents, their home and dog along with his siblings. Whilst his mother was napping he was quietly planning this surprise and way to showcase his talents. His ears heard her stirring as he placed the finishing touches to his masterpiece as he ran out of the kitchen, happily calling and asking her to come see what he did. Within the horn is sloshing around in a state of pure excess and bliss because it was hard work painting this. It took a lot of effort and concentration but the end result is he is very, very happy with because the image he saw in his imagination is now out here, in this realm and he wants to present the most important person in his world with the gift.

She looks over with a smile at her overly excited child who is hopping up and down on one leg, begging her to come and look at his latest achievement. She runs a hand across his head, tousles his hair and says “Thank you for letting me rest and being so quiet as well. You are a good boy” and offers him a kiss and hug that he gratefully accepts. “Come on, come on, come on. You’ve got to see this. Its the best yet, its an amazing painting. You’ve never seen nothing like it!” he exclaims with a joy he doesn’t even attempt to contain. Grabbing her by the hand he happily leads the way and with a flourish he directs her attention to the landscape.

This is where things diverge from his script. Up until now the confidence within was surging so high and its pressure so immense that huge jets of energetics were pouring out of him. Not just because of what he did but what he expected in terms of praise for his accomplishment, the fact he’d kept it all a secret and timed it so perfect. It was like he’d learned to juggle many balls as she slept and this was to be his crowning achievement up until then in his incarnation and the most important person in his world was going to appreciate it and make it all worth it.

That isn’t what happened.

Upon walking into the kitchen, which she kept clean and immaculate, she was dismayed to see he’d been drawing all over the wall and made a mess. The floor was covered in flecks, the were little handprints on the door as well but the surfaces they’d just had hand finished by expert craftsmen were now covered in stick men and doodles which led her to scream and yell in such frustration at this little idiot who she thinks (in the moment) is the spawn of satan himself.

The child doesn’t get it. Why would he? To him it all seemed to make sense because he started off on a sheet of paper but realized his ideas were too big. He tried to place a couple together but the tape wouldn’t stick and he made a mess and thats when he noticed the wall was absolutely perfect. Not only that but so efficient because she always hung up what he drew and this time it would it stick there itself so it couldn’t get blown by the wind or fall off and make a mess. In his head it was the greatest thought and invention he had ever had, up until this moment, so to see her face contorted and yelling caused him lots of pain and confusion.

Within the horn reacts like it has been hit with a brick. A fracture forms and pieces fall off, never to be whole again. See, the thing with this confidence level is that its daily replenished but the receptacle it pours into is now unable to handle what it gets and this reflects in the childs thoughts, deeds and actions as he never, ever wants to repeat this action again.

Can you see why I say the wounded womb hurts the seeds it should be nourishing due to living the live unexamined, reacting when they should be creating and inflicting upon their babies the same that was done to them as they too were disconnected from their Inner Sense and now live a life of Adulterated consciousness that sits, stressed and depressed, in their own personal hell called the Mind Made Prison. In her mind it isn’t simply the scribbles on the wall. Oh no. Its all that has ever went wrong in her life from the time she was a child and her mother did the same thing due to an emotional over reaction that damaged her self confidence up until this present moment. “And that happened and then this as well as what that stuck up bish at the office said and then there was that guy who thought he could do better than me and left me jilted and to add insult to injury this kid has just scribbled all over my wall!” is the Pattern activated as she lets him have it with both barrels.

The child is crushed, externally and within. The damage is done and for most it will never be inspected or repaired as most will forget, pretend it never happened and not question why they lost the spring in their step. It all due to the corrosive influence of this event which then seeps out and infects the rest of their consciousness with a curious mix of avoidance and over compensation that most people know well. What they don’t get is that these swings are designed to miss the point in the middle, the place where they were once Centered and effortlessly authentic. This is the state I call Inner Sense. This is all the Warrior seeks in this realm because the rest is but an illusion. A distraction from the true heroes quest. Its also perilous and hard as hell because we are, in effect, moonwalking against the tides of not only popular opinion but various coping mechanisms along with socially sanctioned tricks and the false bliss of willful ignorance. Its no wonder 81% are gladly enslaved as the responsibility required to become one of the 8% that is willing to take this rescue mission and restore order to their ravaged Kingdom is too immense for their consideration.

The lady screams and vents. Calls him all kinds of stupid and lectures him as well as hanging the threat of “Wait till your dad hears about this” over his head. He cannot stop crying and as the tears swell he feels an immense pain in his chest that hits like a brick. From this day on things will never be the same again as it marks the watershed point that will end in his fully Adulterated consciousness with him becoming as miserable and messed up as his parent as he inflicts the exact same pain on the children he begets. Are you starting to see why the world is a mess and why I reject all that made it like this? If it worked, if it were even a tiny bit effective you think someone in the thousands of years of the collective would have seen this, mentioned it and provided remedies as well. They haven’t.

Worse still is those that know use it against the people they’re supposed to represent as the more people are suffering the better business is for the franchise players I call Slave/Masters that run the plantation. “Give me the boy and I will show you the man” said a Jesuit and if you unravel this thread you’ll be surprised to see the links that are hidden in front of your eyelids.

After a while she calms down and realizes she over reacted. She holds her son close to her chest and whispers sweet nothings to ease his whimpering and help him see the ways in which these choices were not too great and he half heartedly accepts because that which was whole now sports a hole instead and he’ll spend the rest of his life looking outside trying to fill and still feel emptiness. Looking back at the quote I mentioned its not surprising that a lot of people who end up with addictions are attempting to circumvent this damage via this externally induced chemical assistance. Even more interesting is those that find the strength to pull out the problem – root, flower and stem – find themselves feeling totally different and high as kite flying on sober wings. Know why? They reconnected to their Inner Sense and know how it feels to be Centered in Self and effortleslly authentic.

“I get it now” he said “She was stressed and that was her unthinking, unconscious reaction. How was she to know the damage she’d beget?”. The man who had an immense passion for art and drawing but felt huge tensions rising from within whenever he wanted to take it to the next level reflected upon his life up until then and how a friend had recommended he meet one who will help him access they key that was hung around his neck on a string made of pain and suffering. “Being ignorant of this and fully cognizant of my addiction actually makes sense” he said as he thoughtfully smoked his cigarette on the pavement outside my office. “What made you quit?” I asked him because I knew now we’d get the real reason and not the coping mechanism.

“Heroin feels like a mother lxve. It is the sensation of total acceptance. A sublime transcendence that is akin to being kissed by an angel who lends you her wings and then stands there smiling as you are set adrift on the bliss of that sweet brown sugar in your veins” he reasoned. “Thing is it isn’t real and that is when I knew that something was missing as there were images and symbols coming up in my art and dreams that felt like they were saying something. Thing is to look at them I’d need another hit and the circle was getting more and more vicious because I’d always been fairly intelligent in my usage and that is when we got to talking about interpretation, higher states of consciousness and transcendence that led to your recommendation by a friend as someone who knows about these types of things and could offer guidance”.

He added that it now clicked what was broken was deep within and the unexpressed feelings of the child he hadn’t dare fully feel as he was still reeling from the reaction to the reveal of his impromptu canvas as an infant and that was what needed to heal. Or be numbed with a needle. “In that respect I was taking a shortcut, missing out the vital steps and not learning how to get from the place I left to the destination and back again without the assistance of a magic dragon that I was happily chasing to my own detriment”. Taking a drag and flicking his cig he added “Now all thats left is this. I wonder what the cause behind it is?”. “Sugar” I responded. “Each one contains a spoon of it and that brings an instant hit before the nicotine could do a thing. Add in the menthol cooling which allows the lungs constricted to foster the illusion of easy breathing as well as the symbolic image of blowing out the darkness within, all wrapped in a handy, dandy package of stimulation and convenience. You get the appeal of these royal, loyal friends that actually want you dead and profit from your suffering and ignorance, yes?”.

“Man” he said “Everything is a lesson and parable” before pausing for a moment. “You must have been pretty broken yourself to think like this because anyone that is just damaged enough that they can afford to pretend wouldn’t need to go within and those like me who know they’re a mess and have unhealthy addictions but don’t care as long as they get from A to B so what in the hell made you take it to Z, back again and then speak on it to the rest?”.

He’d hit the nail on the head but didn’t quite suspect the length of that which pierced within as I’d been doing this for lifetimes. Its a coal and diamond thing. If there is something I can gift or offer that helps another transcend their suffering or turn down the voltage on their pain and use that instead as vehicle for illumination the knock on effects for coming generations will speak for themselves because most of these maladies can be traced back to these events which are so common no one speaks on them, even though their actions are writ large in the madness which grips this realm as we wage a war with ourselves, others and the planet. A battle that if we win we are sure to regret as we’ll find at that moment the losing side is where we sit.

“Takes another dog to be able to hear my silent screams” I said “And that word is the hint because its the divine but flipped so instead of looking out I learned how to glance within because the past is always present. Its a simple case of realignment, breaking the Pattern of ignorance and connecting once again to the overflowing abundance of Inner Sense by removing the Adulterant, fixing what was broken and realizing the true meaning of this whole diamond and coal thing. If it worked for me then who am I not to share the wisdom with those that need help after being mangled by the System and inherited ignorance?”.

“No doubt, no doubt” he said as he lit another cig and hit the bricks at the end of this sesh.

Till we met again

Natural Biases and Blindspots

Did you know that the point where your optic lens is fed to your head can’t see a thing? Interesting paradox, isn’t it? How that which grants vision is simultaneously blinded to its own ignorance. Life is pretty much like this because, due to the programming language of the Game, we all have our natural biases. Much like those magic eye illusions they can be difficult so spot but obvious once comprehended. Take a look at the pic at the start of this article. Cover your right eye then look at the dot. Pull your head in and you’ll see the cross vanish. Repeat on the other side and draw your own conclusions. You can then take this concept and apply it real life as well. For example, think of someone you really dislike then narrow it down to a trait. This, my friend, is something you also do. Identical. Thats why you feel miffed as the resonance is jarring and it prods at your point sensitive.

A lot of people will tell you “Play your strengths, forget the rest. It will take care of itself” and they’re correct. Up to a point. I prefer to play in the shadows because this realm is a Game of three halves and its what you don’t know you don’t know thats most interesting as it opens up new avenues of resonance for those seeking liberation via Self actualization. Once you start getting familiar with your biases, even as a basic thought experiment, you may be surprised to discover way more freedom as you shift from reacting to creating and thus are closer to a true human than a Click-Whirr automata that is running on old programs. That is were it gets super fascinating and this is one of the reasons why I’ve said that only 8% of the population is truly capable of thinking like this because the rest will find their entire (false) self under threat because they’re so invested in the illusion.

For me its all about discovery. Always has been and always will be. I mean, you must have had a convo that goes like this:

“Why are you letting so and so hang around? He’s a total dick“. Then the person goes on to reel off a list of attributes they don’t like about them. I sat there and quietly listened and found it most interesting that a lot of what he said was actually things he did as well. When pressed on the topic the guy got super defensive and simply couldn’t see from another angle. That was a long, long time ago but it really did make me wonder if we truly see people as they are or simply interact with figments of our imagination instead that we dress up as “them” when, in reality, its just our perception. Like I said, fascinating topic and one that can pay immense dividends. Especially if you keep generating the same type of reactions or relationships. That, in and of itself, is a huge hint about the nature of this Game we’re playing by using our Soul as a credit because I’m fairly certain that the nature of the convincing illusion can be summed in the axiom Know thy Self. After that things start becoming far more obvious.

Is it getting solipsistic in here, or is it just me?

I mean, how else can you explain that ten people can interact with one Soul and draw totally different opinions based on what they perceive? Much in the same way that there is nobody who is universally attractive there is never truly anyone “perfect” when one themselves dwells in a state of incoherence. That right there is what underpins so many bad relationships where both sides friends said “Why do you want to be with them?” whilst they were head over heels at the initial attraction. After things started to chafe and whole load of hatred surfaced and yet they remained chained to each other. Strange, isn’t it? There is actually a deeper, more metaphysical reason for this but to keep it simple we’ll just say that you only ever link with people of your resonance because its all energetic in this realm. Master this aspect and you can bend reality to your whims as it all plays out inside your consciousness hence Know thy Self is the question that pays immense dividends for those willing to question the paradigm they accepted, back when.

Very often what manifests is not what we expect because the nature of projection isn’t obvious as it moves in some funny old steps otherwise it would be too obvious whats happening in the programming language of this realm. And yet when you’ve helped as many people as I have the shapes start becoming obvious and then the next logical question is “Wait a minute. How do I see my own and handle them?“. You know the old axiom that we only use ten percent of the gray matter in our heads? Its a partial truth, at best, because what it means is most folks only actualize ten percent of the conscious potential. The rest is under the surface and this pulls the strings to control everything. Check the new car effect:

You are a teen. Your friend has just bought a new set of wheels. Both of you are very happy due to the freedom this represents as you can now spread your wings and expand your sphere of influence. Suddenly you start noticing that exact model everywhere whereas before it just blended in as another of the billions of bits of information that pour in to your subconscious awareness. What happened? You’ve been primed and due to the tied emotion your brain now thinks “This is important” and brings it to your attention. Entirely unbidden. See what I mean about the Click-Whirr existence? There was a lady who’d clicked this on a totally intuitive level and had created such an immense string of luck that it seemed improbable until she demonstrated of what she’s capable and that made me think about how much power truly rests inside our flesh and how best to leverage it. Thats what led me to checking the blindspots along the way and even in these I found Patterns that were predictable so I could sit down with a client and say “Your children can do no wrong. To you they are perfect little angels” or “No matter what the topic you end up sliding your religion in in ways both subtle and heavy handed”. In both cases they said “Why yes! How did you know?” but they weren’t truly interested because the thing with depth is it scares those who only dwell upon the surface.

The illusion of control. The most deceptive coping mech and one that causes immense amounts of stress even though worrying doesn’t change and thing apart from tanking your health which creates its own problems. See what I mean about energetics and resonance? There is no matter beyond how you relate to matter as you are, in essence, non physical and unfinite awareness that currently believes its the flesh as it wanders around this realm interacting with others who don’t have a clue they’re within a Game and think this is the prime reality. It isn’t. The fact you see convincing visions in your head at night when you’re dreaming and how they feel plausible until you click how ridiculous the concept is is an immense hint about the true nature of whats actually happening. Once again, a bit advanced for those just dabbling but its akin to saying I’ve transcended the natural biases and blindspots when it comes to being human because I know I’m far more than the flesh for I am the Witness that makes all possible by my presence and you are all figments of my imagination. The flip is also true so ask “Who is this dude within me and what does his spiel really mean?” as thats the key to unlocking reality because if you keep thinking “out there” isn’t initially projected from “in here” then you’re like a dog chasing its tail without drawing the link that all that effort you put in is actually being wasted on a quest that itself is an illusion as you already are what you dream of becoming.

Doesn’t that sound like a much better way to live? It is for me. Your mileage may vary because its all about resonance and those willing to Know the Ledge can discover hidden elements and strings that were previously invisible and then one can recode their internal OS to unleash miracles because your consciousness is not only a fractal aspect of the all of everything its also unfinitely resourceful when it comes to actualizing lifes algorithm and thus you can shift from being the wackest to best version of your Self in increments, should you wish, whilst the rest slide downhill taking the path of least resistance with a total lack of Self Knowledge as these kinds of things are not often spoken of in polite conversation as they tend to go against the simplistic mechanistic concepts drilled into peoples heads since infants.

Like walking around in a suit made of flesh on a planet that floats in the abyss as it chases a fireball through a vacuum isn’t patently ridiculous as the basis of your existence. And yet, people accept it. Not all biases and blindspots are natural. A lot are programmed in. Have you ever seen a flea circus or how their performances are trained? No? Check it out. See if you draw any parallels with your own existence that make you recalibrate your vision as you realize you can stretch your legs and actually possess a strength that is far beyond what you previously imagined.

The Game of Souls has you, my friend.

Till we meet again

Pills, Ills and Problems

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

The Two Most Important Days in Your Life

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

Rules and Revelations

We’re inside a Game. A Game we’re playing by using our Souls as credits. Like anything which is created for entertainment there are regulations and expectations that are either explicit or implicit for those partaking. Think of them as the rules of engagement. All of your life you’ve been painting within the lines they said, back when. How’s that been shaking? Anything you’d like to change? Are you happy about who you’ve become from all the options? Is your life a groove? Would you like to change the mood and get a new room with a fresh view? Are you the best or wackest version of you?

Really think about the last one because whilst it may seem like a simple question the depth of revelation that comes with it gets more amazing the deeper you ponder it. Check:

The very fact that you can tell where you sit on the scale of, lets say, one to ten illustrates really well that not only is it possible or an option but probable as a potential you can make happen. If you wish. That really is the key to all of this because the Game plays out inside your imagination ergo you have immense power over it. If you are willing to accept the responsibility you’ve been trained all of your life to abnegate because the aim of this stage is to miseducate and indoctrinate in order to form and place another brick in the wall of unrealized potential. Realize:

This is the human condition once stripped bare of all the tales we tell ourselves and concepts or investments in such things we hold as either Self evident, above question or sacred. If you’ve been living on the skin I’m speaking from the marrow. Its a place you can go because its all inside your imagination. Its all a question of resonance and if you’re willing to reality test outside of the frame you were trained to accept as the way it is. For example, many people are absolutely certain that the brain creates consciousness. It doesn’t. It transceives it hence I call whats wrapped around my unfinite sentience an Earthday Suit because its what the true me (the real Self, with a capital S) is wearing to interact with this realm. Lets just pretend, for a moment, your unquestioned intelligence could easily grasp this concept as a potential avenue of exploration. What do you imagine you may find if you strolled down it?

“Ohh, so thats why I see motion picture visions in my head at night as I rest because my consciousness never begins or ends as its a universal constant whose presence makes everything possible” may pop into your head as you’re reading or something beyond even this. Whatever comes in is correct because, like everything else in this realm, its just a concept. A suggestion. A vibration. Better yet, a potential that is awaiting actualization. Like the best or wackest version of your Self, in that respect. Whichever one you pump the voltage at by directing your consciousness as it relates to the present moment is what you’ll manifest. That may sound super simple but its actually quite complex because its nearly the opposite of what they’ve spent a lifetime programming inside your head because you, you aren’t you. You’re a version of them. Thats the wildest aspect in all of this because you could say that identifying with things like your name, your sex, your race, the story in your head, historical events you never Witnessed or the say so of someone else on something you accept as important are actually the building blocks of ignorance that present themselves as wisdom because each investment therein is akin to an anvil whereas your true state of being is light as a feather. Pure consciousness.

I’m not just talking about this. I know it, very well. The secondary aim of the willhelpme project is to reality test my own perspectives because if one person thinks something it could be a delusion but if others can take the same steps and report similar shifts in their consciousness then we’re becoming playas in the Game vs sitting there digging Reality Tunnels inside their awareness via a series of interlinked processes of which they’re entirely ignorant. The whole concept is mindblowing. I’ve walked over many thorns to come up smelling of roses so my unfinite gratitude to all those I’ve met along the way as well as all of the lives I’ll change before I step out of the Game because its all scripted in that respect. Thats another thing about all of this. Free will isn’t standard equipment. Its a muscle you build with each rep hence the “No!” a child hears when they want to “Know” is just a huge hint about the Dual Reality Principle and how the surface and its depth may as well be two totally different realms. I mean, haven’t you ever wondered why we’re told to shun the o of Earth that flows like an ocean with natural waves of resonance when that spell itself is “Heart” rearranged? Its so Devilish, friends, because English is the most pernicious spell you ever could cast in this web of corrupted influence thats currently holding billions of Souls hostage who are so numb and dumbed down that they can’t even feel it or tell any different. And yet, the simple thought experiment of wackest or best attests that maybe, just maybe there may be other options beyond the ones they offered between all the rules and regulations.

You’ll see why I call them anvils once you’ve dropped one. We carry them around with us and even though they’re invisible they can be felt, nonetheless. Same with Pixems. Pixems are like little chunks of your life that are stored within your flesh. Each one contains a scene but also loads of emotion. Think “Feelies” instead of “Movies” plus they’re genuine and authentic, in the moment, from your existence versus craftily edited, scripted and directed whilst being totally faked as well. In order to prevent this truth from becoming Self evident you constructed a Pane Body which is why babies are born bouncing and old people are hunched over with a stick. The power of something invisible. Life isn’t a bish but these anvils certainly are something wicked. What I’m wondering is why nobody else says you can release them, let them go and, in the process, recode your internal OS which creates a better version of your Self. Life truly is a gift. You must be in the present to unwrap it and because these Pixems need to be fed, watered and sustained to keep their link to past events throughout the daze the process means less and less of you is here, now. Adulterated. Thats why childhood felt so vivid in a way you literally cannot imagine at the moment because you are so disconnected from your own essence. Never leave home with it and accept no substitution.

The Path of Power is a constantly evolving trek because you pave it with each step under the guidance of intuition and the authentic vision that begets it then shines via the light of Inner Sense to guide your progress in ways that I must say are absolutely remarkable. You’ll have to imperience it for your Self. Words simply cannot convey an expanded state of awareness to a mind limited by ignorance and the nature of the revelation that imparts the illusion of impermanence as your awareness is the universal constant around which the rest all spins. Think the hub of a wheel, spokes and rim. Lets not forget the tube, tyres and valve as well. In that respect I’m speaking of your Soul, that often spoke but rarely felt concept that seems both solid and nebulous. Its a state you can imperience, if you wish. The spokes are your Inner Sense, that childhood presence of expansion and pushing the limits by being intensely curious as well as supremely creative. All without any instruction or programming. Standard equipment doing what it does best. Being radiant, coherent and fully present. Oh, but whats this? The rim. Welcome to the outer limits aka the influence of the System. This is what taught (get it? “Taught” as in tight as well as placing things inside your mind. Its like they don’t even try to hide. Bonus points if you realized its also a homonym for infringement which is exactly what it is against your Inner Sense).

The rim comes in all types of styles but they all have one thing in common. “Ye shall not go beyond this”. Welcome to your Reality Tunnel. In order to prevent your unfinite consciousness from realizing how hard its getting F’d they apply a rubber to it which is filled with some hot air. Think of the life you’ve invested in a prophylactic against higher gnosis. On top of this they added some brakes. These, for most people, are jammed on, super tense, due to various experiences at the past step because spokes meeting rim is like an unstoppable force against and irresistible object. Only difference is both of those energetics are inside your flesh and the battles been on since then as various parts of you duke it for dominance. On top of all of this they built a frame around it and then seated a version of you upon this construction that takes an immense amount of effort to keep moving and use a concept called money (with its wicked stepmother, debt) to totally prevent anyone from realizing they are actually the hub around which all of this spins. Are you of the world or in it? Are you the wackest version or the best?

Back when I thought I was firing on all cylinders because I was making more than I could spend as I thoroughly enjoyed my Self whilst looking good in the process. That beat out all other options and, from my previous level of ignorance, it was a huge win. I’d genuinely attest “I’m at least an 8 out of ten when it comes to actualizing my best” as I’d always been about Self improvement and retooling the options. After all, everything is a negotiation in this realm and other peoples words and concepts are merely suggestions that are then options you can reject, accept or edit. After all, its your awareness. This is what I call reality testing. Its quite empowering, should you wish to try it.

A while after that I got really into exploring my consciousness as it became obvious certain parts of me were tickled pink by what I’d done before and was now doing again. That repetition chafed. It wasn’t fresh. Think about it. On a really fundamental, bare bones, basic level having sex, going shopping, enjoying a conversation or eating something are ninety nine point nine percent retreads after their initial newness, yes? Thats when I first discovered the Patterns. Patterns, as their name suggestions are Click-Whirr processes that live in our heads and create an automated state of awareness that happens without thinking and definitely no presence in the moment. I found that boring. Really boring. And yet it was also oddly exciting as well but more of the anticipation than actualization. “Yes, of course! Imagination”. At this point it felt like I was mainlining the secret truth of the universe as it clicked that “Pretend” actually means ‘Pre ten dimensions” which is the equivalent of the guy on the bike having a revelation and saying “What the hell am I doing? All of this is happening inside my awareness and thus I’m the hub around which all this spins”. Gain that, as an imperience, and you’ll become Centered in Self.

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Tasting the biscuit and being able to cook it each day and serve it up, hot and fresh, to the Witness inside my head became the next challenge and thus you can see well how I’m still an 8 out of ten but the scale is so immensely different. Thats because we’re inside a fractal. Lets recap, for a moment. Notice how that spell says “Pacer” in flip? Does what it says on the tin, yes? If only all the rites were so honest you wouldn’t be lugging around a load of anvils that prevent the recollection that you actually are just visiting this realm for an earthbound experience via featherlight consciousness that is the all of everything that this manifests within. That is an absolutely mind blowing revelation. Everything thats happened before and whatever comes next is worth it for this gnosis because you can’t unknow it as its so familiar in its newness. Now, the question is, is this the delusional thought process of one that was nearly murdered to death and then severely tested by various forces that are so beyond most peoples comprehension that I may as well call them aliens hell bent on mental domination as it sounds like some motion picture flick or is it Self evident that you can’t think a feeling and if that resonance is what I’ve tapped to push the pen and write this article in one take with no planning or direction as I’m actually transcribing a moment in consciousness and how I got to this place in my adventure in the flesh.

Would you be interested in seeing if thats actually possible if I were to offer up the steps needed to gain this state of gnosis? Granted you aren’t me and neither are our imperiences identical. Even if they were its our reaction and relation to these events that make an immense difference and loads of other factors of influence (its a spokes thing. Get it “Spoke”? Words are weapons, thoughts are things. Remember this. It is important). Before, when I had my drop in, each day was spent reality testing and changing the wavelength of whoever stepped in. Since then, the last few especially, I’ve became a straight up hermit in total isolation. Why? Well, earlier on I too wondered. Like I said, you walk along the Path of Power using intuition via the shining light of being honest so you pave the way with each step and thus there is no map, no goal, no target hence no “Are we there yet?”. The journey is the destination because its all a question about the scale of Self Knowledge you possess in terms of resonance and what you do with it.

Are you living the hub life like a baby? The “Speak when you’re spoken to” stage? Getting wrapped in metal? That bit of hot air you pumped to feel free within limits as you became teenaged or did you find your groove as the rubber was placed around this thing before they moved on to installing the rest of the concepts inside your head. Just read that back again and tell me if it sounds as wild to thee how much of a head trip this all is?

Rules and revelations. Class is in session and the true playa is in the building. I suggest you do the same and we can compare notes on our adventures. I’m grateful to you all for all your assistance in making this expanded state of consciousness possible in this incarnation. The Game truly is something special.

81/11/8.

Get in where you fit in.

Till we meet again

There Are Very Few Good People in the World

There are very few good people in the world. I’ve met and conversed with a huge range of folks from many walks of life and have noticed some interesting things I’d like to share with you, the Soul reading. First off, what is good? Now that in and of itself is a massive topic so to keep it simple I’ll stick to one definition:

In my eyes one is good when they treat another how they would themselves.

This too can spin off into many different tangents because a whole load of people are totally lacking in Self compassion. If you could see externally what they’re doing within their heads you’d spot much gnashing and wailing as they flogged themselves in public for being such hideous cretins. Granted, social media (and the world at large) is built upon false images but the above statement is so true that it makes me feel sad when considering it. Getting back on track:

The definition I shared of treating another as themselves is the basis of this but how many people do you know that truly have Self respect? It may sound like the answer is obvious but if you observe their sayings, deeds and actions a very different picture is rendered into your awareness. Often if you feed this back to them you will get one of two reactions. The first type is thankful as you pointed out something they missed. The other starts raging as they are in total denial of this and feel like they’ve been insulted. Let me give you an example:

A man doted on his wife. She seemed to be an insufferable bish, especially after a few drinks. When out in public she’d always have a few digs or toss some barbs at him whilst under the influence. He took it with good grace and generally made comments that were very self effacing. I found the entire dynamic very strange because here was a guy that was obviously treating others as he wished to be treat but in turn got nothing but static so I asked him:

“How much do you respect your wife?”. He answered:

“More than anything else in the world”.

“More than your Self?”.

“What do you mean?”.

“I mean that if you had a set of scales that measured respect would they tip more on her side than yours?”. He pondered for a moment and said:

“Hers. I was always raised by my mother, god rest, with the “Happy wife, happy life” mindset”.

“Ah, thats interesting. Let me guess, your father was absent?”.

“How did you know?” he stated, with surprise that was evident.

“Just a guess. Let me share another perspective with you”. I picked up a pint glass and a smaller receptacle as well. “Lets imagine this shot glass is your Self respect and this” gesturing at the lager “Is how much you give your missus“. He looked on, with interest. “In order for her to get her fill you’d be endlessly pouring in a few millimeters at a time which she’d down in one without thinking about the sheer amount of effort thats gone in, yes?”. He nodded his head. “OK, now on the other hand” raising the shot glass. “All you get in return is this. Which from this” pointing at the pint “Is so trivial that it might as well not exist as it makes not a dent and could merely be overspill, yes?”. The wheels were turning within. “I guess what I’m saying is the maximum amount of respect you can give her is the same as what you give your Self, anything else is a fools errand and it will end up like this” I said as I gestured to her clambering on a table as she yelled “Come and get an eyeful, lads!” as her skirt was getting hitched and hands were wandering as they helped her out with her performance.

See, the guy in question had been raised as more of son husband than as his own individual and thus had a wildly skewed perspective of life as it truly is versus his programming. I’d never met him before this conversation and didn’t after this as I was only in that spot to handle some business and took in the scene whilst waiting when I saw the energetics. Being curious I had to ask why he’d tolerate such disrespect as he stood there looking so gormless. I’d be willing to bet he did implement the changes I suggested in order to rearrange his balance with his companion because there is no way in hell anyone picks that option unless they’re in a total position of ignorance and can’t imagine doing things different. This is what I call the Mind Made Prison and its a state within which 81% of the world dwells with no conception of what is outside it. Worse still even less are curious as to how the hell they ended up in a such a thing as well as the nature of the forces that constructed it and to what ends. Back to the tale:

Thats a prime example of not being good because there are loads of doormats in this realm that are over the top with their niceness because they want to be wanted and are afraid of rejection so they start people pleasing instead. Yet, on the flip, the bad boy is what gets women wet because he’s so selfish he wears ribbed condoms inverted so the pleasure is all his.

Life truly is a Game of three halves, if you think about it, because there is what you know you know, what you know you don’t know and what you don’t know you don’t know. That last bit is, to me, the most interesting hence the quest to constantly lessen my ignorance by perpetually upping my resonance whilst doing the Knowledge.

When the emergency light in the plane flicks it says “Put it on your own head, then your children” because if you pass out whilst attempting to protect them you’ve actually done them a huge disservice thanks to having the correct components but wrong arrangement. Its the same with being rich, I can’t help the poor by being one of them. Its impossible. Nor can you assist the suffering who wrestle with illusions and delusions due to the OS in their heads unless you’ve first dealt with your own mess and helped others find new solutions to old problems by thinking different. Bit of tangent but one of the strangest things I’ve noticed from living in places that are both plush and impoverished is that those in the hood, who have far, far less, are often way more generous than the rich when it comes to donations. Like food banks, for example. The ones in the high end supermarkets I frequented where I left some bits and bobs for the underprivileged were nearly always empty in contrast to the ghetto establishments which were bursting at the seams with offerings. See what I mean about treating others as you would Self? Those who have ate nothing but a school lunch and uncomfortable rest for dinner before going to bed doing it all again tend to remember the sensation of their tummy rumbling and thus are far more generous with the little they get than the ones whose ends met so well that they have no consideration of how it must’ve felt to open bare cupboards before making a salt and pepper sandwich on stale bread.

This is what I mean about being good because there is nowhere near enough in this world to fulfill one mans greed but plenty to sort all of our needs. Don’t get it twisted, I’m not an anti capitalist or anything (even though the System is broken. Because its designed that way) but like the pint and shot glass there needs to be some balance. Think about what I said and apply it to your own existence because I was raised with the mindset that nobody ever got poorer by ensuring others were well fed and that type of nourishment can manifest in many forms of resonance ranging from something you digest in your abdomen or words like these which beam into your head with the intent of opening your chest because there are nearly unfinite potentials in how we interact with this huge hologrammatic Game we’re playing by using our Souls as credits because you are another me, together we, hence the name of this project because its something I’ve been living long before I started typing and one of the most amazing side effects of this mindset is not just the immense happiness I feel from moment to moment but the huge amounts of luck and things that are just perfect that swim my way and I notice with an attitude of gratitude which then draws in more of the same as I continue along my way via the guidance of my private illumination within that I call Inner Sense.

I know the Game isn’t fair. I’m aware a lot reading may think my perspective is quaint and old fashioned but, realize, I didn’t always think like this. It was only after doing the Knowledge and introspecting on this life I’m living and my role in co-creating it that I started rewriting my internal OS and that generated a far greater sense of fulfillment than I’d ever felt when playing the pavement to win, back then. I do wonder why that guy and his wife popped in my head today as it had been a veritable age since that exchange. Maybe they thought of me fondly for rearranging their dynamic into something more compatible or maybe they got divorced and one or more is now happy. Maybe nothing changed and she’s still dancing as he’s wincing? It really is something, isn’t it? The power of words. A random conversation, a quick observation where you lift someone from the Reality Tunnel they’d been trained to dig and show them the actual blueprints and sketch with which they were programmed as you ask “Is it working? There are other options”. You’d be surprised what people can come up with, all by themselves, with a little bit of guidance. The imagination is a very powerful thing but so few will allow themselves to use it and even less are prepared to introspect as they ask the tough question:

“If what I thought worked perfect then why is my life such a mess?“.

As I left I handed him both of the empty glasses as he nodded his head and said “Balance. I can’t believe I didn’t spot this. Thank you, that was really very interesting. I need to think about this”. I walked out of the establishment and past his wife who was flashing the entire bar with her undergarments in what seemed like a regular performance as no one was phased by what was happening as they stood there clapping, taking it all in, cheering and drinking.

Till we meet again

Don’t Get Mad at the Rollercoaster

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

Happiness = Curiosity

A simple equation that can unfold the most complex, constrained and confusing reality, wherever you happen to be.

Happiness = Curiosity.

It really is so basic, so fundamental and so essential that its nearly impossible to grasp by those who are totally plugged in because they think they know it all. Reality is plastic. Actually, its much more flexible than this because its all playing out inside your imagination ergo the only thing that truly remains static is your comprehension and, for most, this often misses huge chunks of details and information that are present.

A child steps into this world like a lotus that is blooming. They accept nothing at surface level. Everything has depth, dimension, texture and countless other variables which are invariably considered and tested before they move onto the next. Even in this state what came in yesterday can be changed today and tomorrow may again shift because they dwell in a fluid state I call Inner Sense. This way of living still dwells within but its hidden under layers upon layers of conditioning that you inherited, usually unquestioned, from your friends, family, peers, institutions and various limbs of the System. Its truly a mind war, in that respect, because whoever gets in, wins because most will never, ever introspect to the depth required to recode their internal OS.

You cannot solve a problem with the same level of awareness that created it because that is akin to wandering around inside a maze of ignorance where you keep backtracking and making the same decisions. Have you ever lost an item, a set of keys, for example, and keep returning to the place you know they aren’t whilst exclaiming “They should be right here!”. That is a perfect example of the Mind Made Prison and its mode of operation because the moment you stop accepting its endless suggestions to keep on digging the Reality Tunnel that keeps you in a state of boredom, confusion, anxiety and other things you actually unlock the door to freedom which resides in the other hemisphere of your brain.

We are, on the whole, partial beings. The human experience on this level of the Game is one of increased fragmentation where you were once full of Inner Sense and felt totally abundant before a sense of lack and limitation creeps in. This creates loads of needs and whims that, should you accomplish, never change a thing because the fundamentals of your OS remain identical. Can you see why I’ve said that “reality” is a slippery bish because the more you try and negate it the more power you grant it as its all playing out inside your awareness. What is the solution to this problem? Curiosity.

Haven’t you ever noticed how happy you feel when you don’t know something and are on a quest to discover the solution to the problem? You may pore over all kinds of research and datasets as you take the information in with the intent to draw your own conclusion and this brings a huge thrill. Actually, on a related tangent, why do you think children can’t wait to scribble their artistic impressions, back when, and this is soon hammered out of their heads by the mantra of “Sit still, look ahead, get good grades on the test”. This is the System making you place your faith in it to tell you about your Self. Think about how idiotic that is. The end result of this is we become fragmented from within. Add in a lifetime of denial of this along with a seemingly never ending chain of trauma that further smashes these pieces into a fine dust and you end up with people living quiet lives of desperation where the surface never tells the truth of what is going on within as they are terrified of facing this. Many would prefer trudging along a well paved path of ignorance that has never bought them fulfillment or any type of lasting happiness from within due to their attention being, first and foremost, externally focused.

For quite a few lifetimes I’ve been reverse engineering this process, in all of its styles and revisions, because I’m on a quest for liberation from this realm. Innerstand, there are various forces at play in this equation and they all have their own interests but all hold one thing in common:

“Give me your attention“.

Thats it. As you can tell this is the same engine that underpins the web as well as the entire Observer Effect. This is how powerful your consciousness is, especially its eternal aspect:

The Witness.

The Witness, as its name suggests, is that part of you that watches and makes all possible. By its very nature its invisible because you use it to see. One of the best “tricks” to awaken to the truth of this is to turn your senses within and start observing your bodily sensations, impulses and everything else. After a while the distractions will melt and you’ll find your Self face to face with the headless that has been constant throughout all of your incarnations. Getting familiar with this allows all kinds of interesting things to happen because its timeless (due to only ever existing and being accessible in the present) and its also multi dimensional. What paves the way to this state? Curiosity. What does it bring as you start creating the path by walking? Happiness.

There is a reason why “Y” is followed by “Z” in the alphabet because the questions are swiftly X’d out in order to lull you into a false state of awareness I call Adulteration which actually has far more common with sleepwalking than it does with your natural Inner Sense which is full bodied consciousness without limits that begets the song of your life playing on a whole nother wavelength.

The Game of Souls has you, my friend.

Till we meet again

Control Your Kingdom

One of the most foolish things I did for a vast chunk of my life in this realm was try to control factors outside of my sphere. It was so stupid that I look back at it now and shake my head as it caused me so much stress and didn’t actually change a thing, no matter how much effort I put in. Then I smile at the fact that I got it and thats the topic of this missive for masses:

Control your Kingdom. The one within. You have no idea when your breath will end. Friends may betray, just when you need them. Relationships that were bathed in affection could overflow with hatred and countless other variations on the scales that life presents. One thing, and one thing only, remains constant throughout all of this. Your Kingdom. The world surrenders to one who rules his dome because the greatest secret of the Game is all of this plays out inside your awareness so why whizz in the wind when toilets have been invented? Upgrade your internal OS and watch reality shift to accommodate the presence of one who is in resonance with the Witness that makes all things possible. Let me give you an example:



A man was convinced his wife was going to cheat on him. He spent money on having people track her, he snooped on her messages and did all kinds of things. He didn’t find anything but was certain something was happening. I asked him “Why not just divorce her instead?“. He looked at me like I had two heads. “That isn’t the point. The point is she’s mine and I know something is happening. I just need to catch her in the act and then…”. “Then what? Get divorced? If thats the goal and you’re truly so certain why keep creating hurdles when its simply a sprint? Fill in a few forms and good riddance”. Once again, he didn’t get it as his fixation rendered him blind to everything else. The truth of the matter is his life was ran by a Pattern that said “Women can’t be completely trusted” ergo he was, himself, creating the circumstance that would generate the inevitable because who wouldn’t want a respite from this with some off limits affection? He might as well have called her a cab and handed her some latex.



In my own life I constantly stressed about variables that were so far out of my influence that it made me miss the opportunities that were present. Part of my situation was that I was dealing with narcissists and that, psychologically speaking, is like wrestling with an octopus. You simply can’t win. And yet, the moment I disconnected they corrected themselves as there was no more energy extraction possible because I was no longer interested in playing the Game they presented. Bottom line is, you are the problem. Not them. Nine times out of ten (with one thrown in for luck as well) you have attracted these people and situations in order to bring these Patterns into consciousness and therefore defuse them. Think of the woman that constantly shifts jobs and always says the same thing “They don’t appreciate all the effort I put in” followed by “But this ones different”. Until it isn’t. There are countless ways these aberrations manifest but the solution is always identical:

Know thy Self.

In her case she thought that constant brown nosing, over doing and taking on tasks beyond her spec were the way to get ahead but that, in reality, just made her workspace uncomfortable as her intent was obvious. I told her “Have you ever noticed that your direct supervisors are dimwits? Usually they can be quite incompetent and often you wonder “How the hell did they get this position?””. She nodded her head and said “Yes, always. I feel like I’m surrounded by idiots and I’ll show them by setting an example”. Here is where whats in her head and reality itself were divergent because most people who are promoted are done so as they are not a threat to the one directly above them. Its a sad state of affairs but exactly how it is. Next they usually have people skills or don’t mind playing the role of the heel for his superior so he can take the shine and the other guy is despised. There are many layers to this so it can get quite complex but, once spotted, its obvious. Just like her attempts to get ahead by this type of domination were not met well as no one else in her office was giving anywhere near what she did as they preferred coasting whereas she needed to sit in the top seat and was willing to do anything to get there.

After a conversation she comprehended what was happening and after quitting and moving to another location she dialed it in a bit. I told her “Don’t volunteer for anything. Simply accept any assignment and do it really, really well with no fuss or expectation of acclaim. If someone asks for help, grant it but don’t peer over their desk and say “You should do this, and that, then this” because you might as well slap them and call them incompetent“. It went totally against the grain of her programming and would’ve been next to impossible to implement until she started asking the question: “When did I first feel the need to act like this?“.

After unpeeling a few shells she traced the nascent drive to excel back to when her parents were thinking of divorcing. These times can be hard on children, no matter how you try to hide them (and they didn’t). Arguments were full belt and each would blame the other for something. Her little world was being ripped apart and she poured all of this rage and regret into getting good grades instead because the voice in her head said “If you get all As then everything will be perfect and they’ll stay together”. Magical thinking, in full effect. She ended up going on a family trip with her folks to see a grandmother who was ailing and lived out in the sticks. During this holiday everything shifted as her parents patched things up by walking in nature in an environment totally different to the one they were accustomed and reframed their relationship and decided to stay together for the long haul. Handily this all kicked around the time her school report was sent with A’s across the bench and, in her head, what she’d done had worked and thus formed the blueprint for the Pattern that was etched into her subconscious and had ran her life until our conversation.

Once she accepted this, got in touch with the feelings and vented them by connecting with the child within she felt an immense sense of liberation as it no longer felt like she was alone in the ring and fighting against an invisible Opponent that threatened her with destruction if she didn’t excel in all she attempted. Afterwards she commented “I can’t believe I was putting all that effort in, getting the wrong results and then doing it all again. Ha! How stupid!”. And yet the vast majority of the world is under the influence of these Patterns as they sleepwalk through their existence as little more than meat puppets. Amusingly she rose in her new organization because everyone saw she was capable and gained what she craved by using ways she didn’t previous think were paved or even options. “You create the path by walking” I said, as she nodded her head and stated “Makes sense” and got back on with the business of living.

It really is that simple and thats why its essential to control your Kingdom hence Know thy Self is the way of living for any Warrior on a mission to actualize their true potential as they apply their energies in the optimal direction. The rest is mere distractions and world building which never ends well because reality vs expectation are two different things so why not just accept the world as it is? This doesn’t mean you’re powerless. On the contrary, my friend, as you gain such an immense strength that you rise above things like petty arguments, office politics and a thousand and one other distractions which are time sinks and not in your best interests. You can’t control what others say but what you think is entirely your domain and this brings us to the concept of feathers and anvils:

If you let ideas just be without emotionally investing they invariably float away as change in the only constant in the Game. If, on the other hand, you pile in and keep replaying them in your head you increase their strength as they become heavy and dense. Get enough of these and they form Patterns where one activates the rest in an IF, AND, OR, THEN chain of events that creates a downward spiral that feels like an abyss as it sucks your potential in, chews it up and then spits it out again. Its like playing the Game of Souls on defensive as you’re always reacting. Flip that a bit and choose creating instead by controlling your Kingdom and becoming aware of these processes and the nature of the influence as you defuse them by tracing them back to their inception and rendering them conscious. Then, and only then, can you truly claim to be taking steps toward freedom otherwise a Slaves existence describes best those who attempt to please everyone and feel intensely dissatisfied themselves or keep bumping heads with the same problems or countless other examples that make up the day to day ills of the vast majority of the populace.

Make better decisions.

Till we meet again

The Emperors Old Clothes

You know the tale well, yes? Some traveling swindlers who sold nothing but dreams and illusions to those who invested in their suggestions that led to the ruler of the realm parading down the street naked to mass adulation as they applauded his finery. “My, he’s so well dressed”. “Those tailors are amazing”. “Truly it fits him like a second skin” and other such comments poured from their lips as they took the scene in. A young boy stood there, perplexed. He could not comprehend that they were seeing as a) he wasn’t invested in the narrative b) he was fully present, in the moment and c) called it like he sees it.

“The Emperor is naked!” he said.

You know what happens next but what if the boy were to incarnate here, now, in this realm? What then? Would he have been medicated and labelled disruptive way before he could make that statement? Would there have been an uproar on social media as he insulted the intelligence of not only those ruling but their subjects? Would the angry crowd have attempted to tear him limb from limb for his obvious statement? Much like this pic of the man who refused to salute a tyrant we all think we’d do this but, as any vet knows, you fall back on your training which is the common wavelength. Unless you’ve done the Knowledge and Know thy Self as that involves coming face to face with your shortcomings by being battle tested and not just what you think would happen from a position of relative comfort.

What if the same crafty tailors who sold him the invisible threads after playing with his head via countless suggestions before they made off like bandits actually survived? What then? What if they actually thrived and after fooling countless kingdoms they set their eyes on the biggest win via the grandest deception which was played on a scale so immense that not only would they be long dead before it had even gained traction but it would take generations of constant reinforcement to keep selling the illusion. What then? Better yet, what if you, now, at this very moment, are a Soul that incarnated into this realm and got trapped in the web they span inside your consciousness when you were most impressionable? How could you tell? Better yet if, by some force of celestial magic, the same boy was born as well and he managed to sidestep the programs and maintained his resonance and could see the Game for what it is? What happens next? How do you think you’d react to his message and your investment in the fable that reinforces itself due to bring so ancient that to question it is blasphemous. Would you blindfold, gag and silence him or actually listen to what he’s saying along with his reasoning for the statement?

Its an interesting thought imperiment, yes? I encourage you to take some time and reflect on what was said. Maybe discuss it with some friends and see where the conversational tangents and threads go next because you, yourself, may actually be dressed in nothing that holds any true value as the trick was no longer to convince one and fool the rest but the entire planet instead. What kind of world do you think that would be? Would people argue about their own brand of finery being realer and better than thine? Would rivers run red over countless conflicts about whose clothes were in season or off brand? Would the weeping of their foes – who are also just human – bring sweet music to their ears and affirmation that their tailor is the best and their outfit immaculate?

I ponder these type of things. I really do. That is how you get to see the threads. I also speak to loads of people and ask them the texture of what they’re wearing inside their internal OS and if it matches the description on the bill they were handed upon accepting these suggestions. It rarely does. Most people wish to think like this because it shows what actually rules over them:

Thoughts. Ideas. Concepts.

The exact same tricks that were used in the first swindle but now on a scale so immense that to question the deception is akin to madness. And yet, the little boy sees, perfectly, via the eyes of Inner Sense that can do only one thing:

Call it as it is.

Really take this idea and ponder it at depth. Reality test your assumptions and let me know if your investments are merely figments of your imagination that were pedaled at anothers behest and accepted without question when you were at your most impressionable. There is a really, really simple way to tell if you are a Victim of this stealthy Opponent. Your life is a hot mess on some, maybe all, levels. Now this admission takes a level of honesty most would rather deny than entertain. In that respect the world building they engage in is a huge coping mech designed to draw their attention from the fact that they are actually naked, and yet, believe they are well dressed in a fit that was tailored for them from the finest linens with the best embellishments and all types of greatness when, in reality, its an off the peg deception that was tailored, per demograph or location, with which they were dressed by similarly attired parents who once were filed with resonance that gave way to emptiness and they can’t wait to make their children just like them.

Would you rather know or would you prefer to keep investing in the illusion as the tailors rub their hands in the wings at the immense success their worldwide deception has created for they profit from the conflicts that are part and parcel of the message as people fight to ensure the lie doesn’t die by constantly refreshing it with new bloodshed.

The Game of Souls has you, my friend.

Till we meet again