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Excellence happens in isolation which is why its easy to be mediocre in a crowd because thats how they get down. Stop and think for a minute and I’m certain it’ll click because the principle of resonance is universal in that respect. If you’re spending your day with four crash test dummies in training it doesn’t matter what your level of talent or potential is because with them around it will be nigh on impossible to realize it. It’s a cold Game but that is exactly how it is because even though we’re social due to what beats in our chests sometimes you’ve got to go for Self and dive in that chrysalis in order to reincarnate whilst still living.

Its a concept that many wish they had the strength to live because its akin to taking the worst from the past and alchemizing it using the gift of the present then watching as the seeds spring to create the orchard of the future. Oh for sure it takes effort and dedication. It will push you to the limits of your sanity, believe my testament. Not everyone is cut from this cloth they stopped making long ago. Some of us can feel it flowing through our veins and know deep down within that nothing changes until we do. Well, if thats you then this is your cue. Get to it because time and tide move on their own vibe so when the stars align and its time to shine people will notice the coal that went missing in action only to come back as a diamond.

Then its amazing how those that never believed quickly flip into “We knew you had talent, it was always obvious”. Once again this is the principle of resonance in effect and why they say a raising tide lifts all ships. It is what it is. Now if you manage to form a circle with no squares in it and everyone is grinding with their own intent then the side effects are the progress is immense. Let me give you an example:

Three friends doing three totally different things. One sings, the other programs and his boy is a chef. In training. None of them have made it. As you can see their interests are wildly disparate and yet there are three things they have in common. Getting high, getting girls and lifting. The musician said “Listen, I’m going to stop getting blazed because its getting in the way of me practicing these scales” to which the chef responded “Say less, I’ve been working on these edibles so there’s that handled”. The tech chipped in and said whilst he appreciates the focus that toking brings and how it allows him to hit the off switch when his head is buzzing he’s starting to forget more than remembering and suggests they all knock it on the head. “Come on man, lets take it as a challenge. If we all keep each other in check for three months then we’ll take a trip to Amsterdam and get real lifted as a celebration”.

What started as a simple thing turned into an immense conversation, as things are wont to do when under the influence, as they sketched out a battle plan for ninety days that saw them stripping back all non essentials. “No weed, no ladies, no clubs, no gaming” said one as the other chimed in “Yeah, yeah, yeah I like this. Lets take it to the next level so the aim is for all of us to obliterate our personal best and one rep max as well whilst dropping some BF and getting into the best shape there is”. Nodding the chef says “I’m with it. Amsterdam won’t know what hit it” as he took notes on napkins.

The next day upon rising something clicked and it all felt different as they’d said it and now were going to do it. You’ve got to bear in mind that for three kids from various degrees of broken homes, failed social systems and schools that didn’t give an F about them discipline was something that usually came when you got caught and sentenced. Up until then it was every man for himself but on that night the stars had aligned and instead of just BSing at the end of another day flying quick they each intrinsically knew they were going to make it happen.

Not that there wasn’t grumbles when one rolled up and the other two checked. “Tell you what” tech said “If you can beat either of us in race round the block them we’ll all join in and if not we’ll take what remains and give it away on return, bet?”. They took off in earnest motivation but it wasn’t long till the cheese grater on the lung effect kicked in and they were bobbing and wheezing from the effort.

“Man, how can we be so unfit?” the singer said “It ain’t like this in the gym because then we go mental”. “Yeah, thats the preworkout talking. Sober sprints are a totally different thing”. “Addendum, adding another challenge. Every day upon rising we’ve got get round the block quicker than the last spin for the entire ninety day period. If we pull this off as a bonus I’ll cover the costs for the hotel on our trip as I’ve got a bonus coming”.

He didn’t have to say it twice as they made a leisurely pace back home. Each went off on their way to do their own thing and they met up again that evening at the gym to handle some pressing business. “Alright, listen. I’ve got an idea” the singer said “The best way to get in shape real quick is boxing circuits as they use every single aspect and doing it will boost my singing performance”. “Yeah, yeah I like that but I’m too good looking to risk get punched in the dish besides didn’t you quit because you wanted to be a ladies man instead of fighting?”. “Thats why we’re doing circuits. Three sessions instead of weights because I remembered how tired I used to get and the sleep was amazing. We’ll need something now as there’s no more toking”.

The chef was on board, the singer was all in but the programmer never liked any kind of violence and wasn’t about to risk his wrists. “Man, I don’t know. All boxers have hands like bricks and I’m not into that kind of thing”. “Bruv, shut up! Get a few drinks into this man and the Rocky theme starts playing. Don’t think that we forget how many times we’ve had to step in because you get peevey reckless. We’re doing it, lets just try a session”.

After they were wasted without any THc in their system. As they sat around eating and ripping each others performance a new way of doings things stepped in as each started upping the ante by adding on an extra challenge as well as raising the stakes on what they’d get on their trip.

Next day it was raining and two didn’t want to leave the building but one insisted that it was essential before he took it there and started dissing their lack of follow through with various off color remarks about their apparent lack of testicles. The clock ticks, the block spins and they barely make it in at an acceptable time as they’re still sore from the gym.

During the next ninety days they sprinkle more and more things in. Some are ludicrous like spending a day without saying a word to another person after they’d all threw in a hundred each with winner takes everything up to ideas that were verging on genius as they left their smart phones on the shelf and rocked dumb terminals instead.

“Bruv, my focus was on a hundred, thousand trillion” said the programmer as they flew through their circuit of bobbing and weaving and segued into some sparring. “Its like I could see what was coming and code round the problem before it even happened. Like real time debugging, I’ve never felt so amazing”. “Tell me about it” the chef said “I was sitting there doing what was needed in the kitchen and someone was talking about throwing a party for their kid and I told them I’d cater it because I knew I wasn’t going to be sitting round getting blazed with you idiots from Friday till Sunday so bring the paper in!”.

By the time came for the trip none of them felt like smoking any more as the lifestyle they’d built was far more beneficial with its constant competition and encouragement as each pushed the limits of the other whilst accepting any challenge. Pride wouldn’t let anyone back down and all three had stacked more paper, dropped weight and increased the breadth of their vision due to the principle of Incremental Betterment in full effect that they decided to take the money they’d saved for the trip and make a little speculative investment based on what the programmer said.

“Listen bruv, I’m telling you this is going to be the next big thing, right. We were just going to take this loot and waste it on getting wasted, yeah?”. “So what, we just waste it on this instead? Man, what the F is a bitcoin? That trick makes zero sense because its just straight madeupness”. “Why because there’s no queens head on it? Thats what I’m saying, bruv. This crypto wave is the future. Tell you what we’ll put it all in and if it doesn’t kick off within a year I’ll give you both back fifty percent out of my own pocket” the programmer said, then added with a grin. “If it does you both owe me fifty percent of your profits”.

“Hold on, hold on, hold on, G. If mans is that confident then its got to come up, innit? Dude is the original skinflint as he’d smoke the roach till he burnt his lips” said the chef as they fell about laughing. “Man, look I’m with it if you think its something that can work because we’ve gained way more than we’ve spent and we’d only have blown it on the trip so lets bang it in the pot and see what happens with this bitcoin ting, yes?”.

The year was Two Thousand and Thirteen. Bitcoin was trading at around eighty dollars per unit. Within a year it leapt to ten times this as three friends who rose the challenge were doing backflips in the best mental, physical, spiritual and financial shape they’d ever been.

Having this resonance and friendship is the rarest element on this planet as its easy to be Self Destructive in a crowd as that is often what links so if you can take this as inspiration for your team then make it happen because when you change the rules on what controls you you, by default, alter what you can influence hence the principle of Incremental Betterment. If you don’t have a team that gets down like this and pushes you to be more together than you could by yourself then it might be time to break out, go solo and put that work in with the same level of dedication and attention. The net is big, you’d be surprised how much easier it is to find that level of motivation and challenge with those in resonance but once again, that is rare, so do not expect it.

Learning to exist in the depths of solitude whilst still keeping the engine revved generates its own rewards as I’ve done what I’ve said in nigh on total isolation so prepare yourself for the rise of the diamond and witness the excels he brings and manifests with his presence. Never tense, never hesitant but will leave you ment uplifted real quick without toking, smoking, joking or just hoping things happen as this is the real deal, uncut motivation pouring straight into your cerebellum.

Till we meet again

One of the worst things in life is wasted talent. To be born with the voltage and not shining or, worse still, hiding your light is the greatest insult one can give to the gift you possess. Right now, as you read this, there are countless millions (if not billions) around the world in this predicament. On the flip there are also those without a modicum of talent or skill that is innate in any sense who are constantly plugging away at it in order to make their dreams happen.

Lets imagine for a moment that the theory is correct and we live, die, insert credit and are born again into the world we’ve just left. Lets say on the last spin you actually honed your talents and became that which you know you can be but then decided the pressure was too big and zagged where you should have zigged and ruined everything. Worst of all, you believed this proclamation and thus never again attempted to ascend from the ditch you’d grow comfortable in and thus you played out the rest hating yourself and constantly wondering “What if?”.

One near death experience later you were slammed back into the flesh as a different sperm met the egg and you grew to be another version of your Self. This one stepped in with that mission etched in his chest and people recognized the innate skills and talent since you first made your presence felt. What they didn’t see, but was felt, is that you had an immense sense of hesitation and stress around the topic. To them, that seemed mind boggling as not only were you precociously skilled you were also already angst ridden like them. All without the negative feedback and conditioning they’d received via the System and a life unexamined.

Such children can be nervous, flighty or highly strung. They’re often divergent to their peers and have an intense interest from early on in one specific area of attention. They may be misunderstood, get bored quick and school and thus cause trouble. They can be even worse and turn to drugs, sex and alcohol at a young age, often as they blossom. See, for a part of them this is all new but a deeper, wiser aspect already knew what was to come from this rigged deck hence the immense sense of discomfort about what was coming as it felt “Damned if we do, dammed if we don’t'”. Usually they aren’t aware of this. They often fight, inside themselves, about how unfair it all is, how they just want to share their gift and why no one seems to understand them. The truth is it is they who do not innerstand themselves themselves hence the challenge of this level they’re currently facing because a lot of this, I’ve seen, is about removing the obstacles in order to allow the free flow of the voltage.

There are huge implications about all of this world as I see it as it means no man is an island and everyone is a link in the chain of their own suffering hence you heap these burdens upon yourself due to what is given and accepted without question and then acted on without introspection. It certainly is a recipe for misery and it makes me wonder about the real deal because nobody has placed these words you read in this order before me to reach the conclusions I’ve reached then share them freely. I know why that is. You can say I too have been fighting the same demon and when it comes to freestyling something life changing in a conversation of the record I’ve knocked out all comers, again and again and again. And yet, as I sit here typing this on this evening of the First of April I realize my complications when it comes to doing things on a grander scale, realizing the true vision instead of being happy with a fragment of my Self dazzling whilst the rest is kept hidden. In many ways everything I write is autobiographical. I am my physics, I am my metaphysics. Along the way I’ve also helped shine a light within to the darkness of the ignorance found inside those suffering as they retrace their steps through this carbon based prison for their awareness known as existence in the Third Dimension.

I know I mastered this on the last spin. I remember that death and what followed then and I also know the steps I’ve taken to get to this point where I stand as well as those who formed an alliance against as they insist I desist from persisting in this option. See, there is a class of people who aren’t truly human (who, ironically, class you as less than them) that are great at pretending they have your best interests in that void where should beat a chest. You cannot see them, yet. I have first hand experience and thus can identify the tells. To them my existence is a threat as all they’ve built in your heads rests on sand which is why you’re programmed to press onwards and up (but never look down) as then you’d see that loose thread which brings it all tumbling down.

For many this is a fate worse than death. Its like following a malfunctioning GPS that is taking you further and further away from your destination. You class this as progress. Even though it keeps chirping that what you’re seeking is just over the horizon. The astute of you will have clicked that when its said the meek inherit the Earth whats actually meant for those waiting is they’ll one day assuredly be lowered into its grip. The end. Insert credit to continue. Come back and do it all again. And again. And again.

I’m actually scared right now about what I’m about to do in that respect because its all been training wheels up until this moment. Now I intend to let em have it but the problem is this:

I know you won’t like this and they’ll weaponize your intent against me as you rush to protect that which enslaved your awareness and prevents your actualization as you keep doing what it says and making no progress. Its like being offered a glimpse of a heaven without realizing you’re living in hell as the maths won’t do itself and its up to you to solve this problem. Actually, keeping it a buck, that doesn’t really cause me much stress because I know I can handle it. What is holding me back is the abuse they are heaping upon my inner child as I roll around this realm, whether conscious or at rest, as they have a set of hooks deep inside my awareness as I fell for a sweet seduction I call being Dirty Diana’d. I uncover this in my first seasun and as I type this I have the intent to create a share a few videos then publish this to see how I did.

Both will be in the reeleyez seasun. One will dissect the truth of Die Hard and the story which has been right in front of your eyes since back when and it has interesting implications. The next will be a deeper look into The Game itself which will offer you a detailed glimpse it exactly what happened to me back when after being nearly hypnotized to death, sex magicked, drugged and interrogated. I know what you’re thinking: “Motion picture flick! Ahahahahaha!” and yes, that would be most accurate except this isn’t a flick and I’m actually living it so its kind of stressing when you know that its you, standing alone against this realm, and they’ve not only rigged the deck but have stuck their stooges at their table to prevent any wins whilst also using various tricks to ensure you remain on tilt, not centered.

Its pretty wild because I haven’t had any rest but have been bathed in stress and various threats both overt and implicit designed to dissuade me from taking these steps. They’ve built up an empire in the shadows of your awareness and its exceedingly profitable as each bought in answers to the one above them. Power rolls up hill and they accept their roles without question because there is no way out, bar death, once in. This is what I’m up against and thus I can say with a quiet confidence that the weapons they used against me are ones they themselves felt, if not quite as engineered or dramatic. That in itself was very interesting as it offered a glimpse behind the veil of reality in a way that would render most schizophrenic because none of this is what you think.

The higher the level you’re playing, the more is at stake and the tolerance for errors grow ever thin. Of this I’m certain as much as I know the solution is within as I am, in effect, fighting phantasms that gain strength as I rail against them. Children know this well when the mares of the knight come galloping into their resting awareness and cause an immense rise in their stress levels, hitherto unknown due to how little time they’ve spent in the flesh, and when they turn to their parents for confirmation and support they are met instead with negation of their experience.

I’ve just given you a huge piece of the puzzle. Do you think you can dissect then digest it? All I’m offering is my perspective on this Game we’re playing. Right or wrong I simply ask your respect what I’ve said and please consider what happens inside your awareness as we progress as my intent is to leave this place better than a I found it and if my presence helps to ease the suffering of another in this realm then that is reward enough itself. The grander mission is nothing less than to change the Game itself by allowing you to realize what you’re playing as well as gaining the gnosis of who you are, in and outside of this realm. That is the end goal. That is why my presence is a threat because a great deal of energy can be invested in sanctified foolishness that perpetuates suffering from those lacking any form of Knowledge of Self. Its something that was prized dearly on previous levels but we are playing on a harder level of challenge in the flesh on this spin. As far as I can tell it keeps getting harder, especially for those like myself that beat it and were home free but came back again for the rest who are ready and willing to listen.

What I’m going to say is radically different to anything you’ve known but I’m certain that a lot of you will have suspected various pieces and segments, wether out loud with friends or privately to yourself, in previous events. Nobody has strung together the bits into a lucid and cogent narrative that ticks more boxes than it misses and brings a clean cloth to the fogged lens of perception you’re currently sporting.

I do wonder if I’m wrong about this. I really do. Its like I’ve discarded the GPS and am relying on an intuitive form of navigation that is powered from beyond this realm to heart me in the direction I intend to actualize in the flesh. You are welcome to come along and see what happens because from this moment on you’re going to witness my adventure in the flesh as I double down and bet on Self (and thus against the house which is designed to win, by means fair or crooked) with the intent to shine light into the darkness whilst offering it what it needs to draw the links and comprehend so we can step out of this repetitive carbon based hell that mangles your awareness then rewards you for thinking as programmed. “The less effective the better!” is the mantra they’re chanting. I’m up against something that existed way before I wore this flesh and intends to stay living long after I reclaim my Soul and jet from this realm because, as you’ll see, Earth is a plantation. Humans are the crop. What could they be farming? Not for nothing is the mind mined as the Devilish tongue spells well. Are you aware of the nature of the threat that a Warrior brings to the land of those who are enslaved in every sense but refuse to admit it, even as their chains are jangling whilst they pay dearly for every step they take but don’t see it this way due to the conditioning of the System that molds their awareness like a square watermelon.

A totally artificial constraint that is generated and maintained via stress to suit the whims of one who sees it as nothing else but a product, a commodity to be used and harvested as they wish. Not for nothing are prophets and profits interlinked. Its so Devilish, friends.

So if you too can feel something that glows inside your chest. Know you came to this realm with a sense of purpose and can intuit the shadows depth as you’ve had enough of fruitless coping strategies that just mire you further in the mess then take inspiration from what is coming because its either going to be a cautionary tale, par excellence, of what happens when one stands against billions or my life will become the stuff of legend that flips the script of what the rest think it means to wear flesh around their awareness as they wander around this realm playing a Game which uses their Soul as a credit and places an enemy inside their head that they currently think is them and its design is simply to ensure you don’t realize this scam.

Why?

So that you live, die, come back again. And again. And again. And again. Comprehend this:

Fear debilitates. It holds you back to create regret as opportunities slip through your fingertips and you pretend you’ll do it next time instead. Well, examine your past. Look at your track record. That will prove exactly what I said about the faulty GPS that promises you nothing but death. Life is a choice. Its active. Its something you must fight to make happen in this realm because they’ll very happily sell you a zero calorie alternative that doesn’t quite fill and brings its own host of problems. Exactly as intended.

Till we meet again

If you’re reading this I wish you well. Truly I do and I mean it in every sense and respect because you never know when the inverse of the straw that broke the camels back principle may kick in and these words on a screen just may make the difference to someone thinking there’s no point to this.

Well, I’m here to tell you there is. The first step is knowing that all in this realm is transitory therefore there really is no point in stressing about anything because its always in motion. What you can do is have a rough destination in mind, trim your sails, capture the wind and see what happens. Easier said than done for most but therein lies the hint because if you’re rigid in thinking then I’d be willing to bet your body is the same.

Throughout my days of practice dealing with many people who were swerving in various lanes one thing I noticed, again and again, was how few of them could breathe correctly. Its quite wild when you stop and think about it as its a pretty vital part of life and yet we’ve been trained into thinking that ties around our neck and belts on our stomach are the way it is and should be when the symbolism of such is actually quite crooked.

Have you ever noticed your breath whilst having sex? There is a definite resonance between it and your energetics which in turn influences your awareness and causes a feedback loop to spin. You can leverage this insight by varying your in and exhales for a bit. Try it in multiples of nine and for best effect use thirty six as you’ll definitely feel it by then. Have a play around with it. Use your imagination and see how much of your belly, back, shoulders and chest you can fill whilst sipping breath in via your mouth before exhaling to emptiness via your nostrils until it feels like your navel is kissing your spinal column. Or try a triangle so you may pick something like four in, seven hold, eight out or a square with five in, five hold, five in, five hold. How about a circle? The inspiration is unlimited once you start thinking about what you can do with your standard equipment as it can do some fascinating things. Consider this:

Its the most intimate exchange you have between the inner and outer realms. Used correctly it can rapidly point out the illusion of perception and its not for nothing some have said in jest that oxygen may be a hallucinogen that fuels this lifelong trip in the flesh because there is a remarkable similarity between a babies brainwaves and those of the Adulterated under the influence. Things like this make it quite fascinating as well as offering you a change to adjust the variables because once you realize that your current mode of breathing is but one from an unfinite range of options then you’re starting to shift gears into alternate perceptions and this is where things can get really, really interesting.

There is a technique I’ll be sharing which takes minutes forty five to ninety, depending, and its effects are quite dramatic as it can vary from screaming to crying or writhing in bliss whilst sporting a huge grin. Whats even more interesting is the level of resistance people have had when it comes to attempting it. Almost like there is a status quo mechanism within that has no wish to upset the apple cart of discomfort that they’re dragging around inside their predictable click-whirr existence where they pray for change but resist its invitation when it calls their name.

It made me aware that each of us is actually a nation in that sense and there are many, many fragments of our awareness within that are attempting to make up for our lack of coherence by enforcing totalitarian thinking. Thing is there is only one wheel aka the Witness to steer the vessel of your flesh and thus these aspects rise and fall, moment to moment depending on the task at hand, and direct your attention to wherever they think is best, safest or suits their own bent.

Explaining this to people can often be met with a blank stare or a light clicking within as suddenly they realize they aren’t the thoughts they’re thinking but that which is looking and makes it all possible. By its nature its invisible and yet responsible for everything. Quite a contradiction, yes?

By paying heed to your breathing you can start getting good hints about which version of you is currently at the wheel and how many of your resources they can marshal. Its why you can be effortlessly witty around friends you’ve known since back when as your respiration is at its most natural and, I’d guess, is being taken at depth as you’re not holding your stomach in to look thin or stifling how you express yourself. Take the same person and place them in a mode of stress and the first thing you’ll notice is the shallowness as shoulder breathing with a birds chest often becomes the standard which leads to their Pre-frontal Cortex going offline for the moment and thus no higher order of thinking is available. This is the reason why people often think of the perfect comeback at two AM in bed when they froze in the moment when tested.

Its also why its better to chase your stress than run from it because you’ll acclimatize and find ease in the discomfort. The greatest limits one can push is the ones they unknowingly placed upon themselves or accepted under duress and then never examined again. Breathing is a great way to test the resistance so try something different. Its also why sitting in chairs, staring at screens screws with that process so terribly as well as causing unnatural tension on muscle groups that further impinge our respiration. Modern life is a one two punch when it comes to radiance as all convenience comes a cost. The first casualty of this war is often sensation and not for nothing is it said that most are walking around comfortably numb because there are levels to this observation as many people truly can’t feel anything below the neck.

Body language, as in how you relate to your own energetics in the present moment, is something you end up learning intuitively as you step upon the Path of Power because its a side effect of Centering in Self. After all, where else would you find you but within? Strange, isn’t it, how we look for solutions in places in effective. Like losing your keys and returning to a spot where you know they aren’t only to be disappointed. They say the definition of madness is doing the same expecting different. Being honest with yourself, how many areas of your life are you doing this in right now? Sobering realization, isn’t it? And yet so elusive. Until we decide to face it and that is one comprehends the nature of this convincing illusion that takes your awareness then paints this dimensional experience upon it as all is truly within ergo I am a figment of your imagination telling you what you already knew anyway.

It can get quite meta in a sense because if you and a friend synchronize your breathing for an extended period you’ll notice a resonance forms in your heartbeats as well. If you then continue strolling along and maintaining this rhythm very interesting things can start to happen that hint at the true nature of this dream within a dream as the wheel within a wheel spins and you can start playing a game of “Black or Red?” where you take it turns to create pictures in your head that involve all of the other senses (after all the division and decoding of various ranges of the EM spectrum is itself an arbitrary illusion that has no ned to exist within so why limit?) and create a vivid experience. The other may feel a chill whipping around their awareness or the sight of the sun shining on closed eyelids and various other types of sensation that offer hints about the true nature of consciousness.

And it all starts with oxygen.

Run free, breathe easy and imperiment.

Till we meet again

That really is all it is when it comes to success. Its not even a case of deferred gratification, even though its a part of it, because this is more than a mindset. Its a lifestyle. One that knows to shine one must grind because it comprehends the journey is actually more vital than the destination for the experience it brings.

The modern world won’t tell you this.

Its actually the best kept secret of every “overnight success” because it often takes the outer a while to catch up to the inner vision of one who marches to the beat of their own drum. Sometimes it doesn’t happen in their lifetime, take Van Gogh for example or Tesla even to whose concepts back then we still haven’t envisioned as a collective. I’m not saying the Path is easy but its up to you to decide whether to step on it and make something happen or just keep strolling along the treadmill with the rest of the Slaves on this global plantation as they amuse themselves to death and every conversation begins with “Remember when?” because the best of times are behind them.

They’d never admit this but the defeat within makes it presence felt in a myriad of ways for those who are willing to listen because not everyone will make it and nor are they intended because we’re playing the Game of Souls on its highest difficulty setting which is why you should relish the challenge.

Use haters as fuel. Its all energy in that sense. There is no force than can oppress you Twenty Four Seven without end and even if that happens what you’ll discover via the process of discomfort is that old coal becomes a new diamond and then its time to start shining. The question is can you sacrifice yesterday for tomorrow?

Even that is a trick because they are just concepts that don’t exist as there is but now. That ever present gift that most are too busy running from to ever unwrap and peek within. Imagine a fish that swims through an ocean where the water is invisible and you’ll get how we relate to time in the Third Dimension and this is why its said the best time to make a change is yesterday.

The second best is today. And for those that don’t listen, tomorrow never comes as they lounge around with regret, trying so hard to pretend they didn’t have any other options than the barrel bottom scraping that passes for an existence.

See why I call them Slaves? Its not a token of disrespect but an accurate marker of their inner realms and how they relate to Self as they accept power for truth and offer to sacrifice their Inner Sense for a stable existence which is two stops away from misery and costs an arm and a leg to keep riding.

They won’t admit this, not even to themselves, which is the saddest aspect because as any addict will tell you’ve got to spot the problem before you can find a solution and this involves change, from deep down, within. None of this surface level, lipstick, pop-psych trash for the Warriors of this realm. “Oh hell, no!” they said as they rise to the challenge and execute their bad habits with a shot straight to the head in order to release the energy within that they use to fashion tomorrow from their thoughts, deeds and actions in the present moment.

Don’t get it twisted, this realm is akin to hell for one living without a purpose and drifting from that to this but the Game specializes in playing tricks in your head so most think its heaven itself because to grasp the opposite would fill them with an immense sense of dread and thus don’t expect the rest to comprehend your response when the call to action starts to ring and reverberate inside your awareness:

“Lets do this!“

There are Twenty Four in a day. Lets push Eight out of the way to rest and recuperate. What you do with the rest is up to you once you’re obligations have been tamed and sated with the frame of mind you must give them in order to maintain the previous boundaries of your existence aka the small pond which is a big fish senses as false limits as it craves the abundance of the vast, blue ocean and thus sets its intent in motion.

I’ve often said that a plan without a goal is a wish and this is the greatest secret that lies at the heart of all success because without a barometer which says “I’ll do this by then or give up this and reattempt with greater precision” you’re simply fooling yourself. Remember, tomorrow doesn’t exist. Only now. That is your gift. Its all you possess and once you’ve divided what goes when the remainder is yours to utilize as you wish because you’ll only get back what you put in in this realm as its all just recycling the same energetics which is why directed attention and incremental betterment are the breakfast of champions.

Let me speak on that last one in detail, in case you’ve never heard it:

Do you know why New Years Resolutions fail for most of the populace? Its because they want too much, too quick. The subconscious isn’t wired like this. On the flip take someone who is dedicated to training. Rain, sleet, hail or snow they’ll find a way to get their session in. This is the subconscious doing exactly the same thing but propelling you in another direction so don’t imagine you’re going to leap off the couch and climb Everest.

Sure that is a good goal, a good intent but it will take a few yesterdays spent dialing down the basics before you make that ascent and this is the principle of incremental betterment.

Add in a little something, something every day. Break it down into smaller steps so in the case of the newcomer to a gym, don’t sign up for that January membership when everyone else will come piling in only to start dwindling, just as quick. No, play it smart. Be intelligent.

Go out for a walk instead. Get that basic level of fitness up a notch or six. Then, how about some sit ups? Fresh and breezy upon rising. Maybe some stretches. The foundation is built as its been a month or two and the motivation of conquest is rising as you proven, time and again, you’re rising to the occasion to your subconscious which says “OK, cool. If this is whats happening then lets do it!” and it propels you further in that direction.

I’ve always advised clients it will take a month or two of incremental betterment to start creating new habits. After days Twenty One most people notice a difference in their levels of motivation and after that it just keeps compounding as they’re no longer forcing it but actually crave the challenge for what it says to themselves about them and the direction they’re hearting.

That is the most beautiful aspect as its akin to a lotus unfolding upon the filth of their previous existence that they, quite often, thoroughly detested but couldn’t find the exit. Its here, now. Where else?

Can you unwrap the gift the present moment? Can you sacrifice yesterday for tomorrow? Now, that is the question.

Grab a pad and pen. Keys and screen ain’t the same level of neural connection so don’t cheat yourself. Write down a list that splits the Twenty Four you’re allocated into those aspects you cannot shift and thus must be handled and then take what is left and rearrange everything around the principle of incremental betterment. Take your large goal, the mountain you intend scaling, and break it down into its constituent components. Now take these elements, place them in a bag along with a secret blend of herbs and spices and season well before glancing at the page to meet your recipe for success. Then go do it.

Thats really all it takes. If you’ve been putting off that change then consider this your call to action as I’ve just given you the keys to unlock your potential from within, change your mind and keep it that way because now you grasp what happens within and this is how you make new habits that stick and shift your paradigm.

Incremental betterment. Two words that make me grin. I hope you too get to Witness the same experience after you’ve felt, first hand, the immense benefits they bring to one who wishes to take it to the next level.

Till we meet again

Everybody came here to do something. You can call it your Souls fondest wish, your reason for living or that special purpose you feel is calling. Whatever you name it the aim is the same because you sense this impulse, deep down within, that says “Lets do this!“. Problem is life gets in the way. As do excuses:

“Oh, I don’t have time for that”.
“I just need a bit more money saved up”.
“It will be perfect once I have…”

The words can rack up but the actions don’t. The sad truth of the fact is most were never going to do it anyway. They knew they had the skills, passion and drive but they didn’t have the will because, more often than not, life had done a number on their Self confidence. It could be due to neglectful parents who stepped all over their dreams, invalidating experiences, horrific abuse or all manner of things. Whatever you wish to call it, these events left you scarred from within and scared to reach out to that which you know would fulfill. So what do you do? You choose the easiest option which is sitting in the middle with the rest of the plebs as you amuse yourself to death and try and pretend you don’t feel a nagging emptiness within your chest that still says “Lets do this!”.

This is the nature of the Slave/Masters and what they do best. If life has a plan then consider them the monkey wrench. The wild card that bets against. The power of distraction that says “Ah, forget it. We’ll do it tomorrow, nice and fresh”. Again and again and again.

The vast majority of the populace are under this form of suppression that is not only socially sanctioned but expected and very, very few ever question it because the nature of this Game is there are only two seats:

One marked Opponent and the other Victim.

Right away you know exactly where you sit because its quite literally you against the world when you want to make your dreams come true. Even your own people will attempt to dissuade you:

“Why do you want to do that?”. “Don’t be stupid!”. “You’ve already got a good job, why are you talking so foolish?” they say as you confide your plans in them to open a boutique business that you know will be a success because that quiet voice in your chest says “Lets do this!” and you’ve finally heard it and are ready to take the steps required to make it happen. I’m going to let you into a secret:

Most people are already dead by the time they hit Twenty Six. They won’t admit it to themselves as they live an impersonation of an existence which copied just the surface but within there is nothing. The lights are on but there is the passion of a mannequin. If you point this out they’ll deny it with vehemence, which is often the closest they get to feeling as its either raging or nothing. Simply put the act of your spreading your wings and flying reminds them they are the caged bird who sings and the dreams they once felt defined their reason for existence that they pushed deep down into their subconscious when they chose instead to live a life inauthentic on a path well tread by those just as miserable as them.

Like I said, they’d rather die than admit it and very often they’ll clutch to symbols and points of reference outside themselves as markers of their existence and reason for being. Thing is they’re all poor substitutions that are trying to fill the hole in their chest from where their inner child sings “Lets do this!” because they remember full well whilst your Adulterated self is clueless as to the nature of your purpose.

Its why I say that Dual Reality is in full effect because the magicians best trick is convincing them he’s you when in reality you aren’t the voice in your head, the flesh which a mirror reflects or even the thoughts in your head. You are the Witness. The one that sees all this and makes it all happen as the Game plays out inside your awareness. Realizing this is an immense strength. A huge asset because then you quickly realize that the demoralizing parent or hating friend that tries to make it sound like they’re looking out for your best interests by ensuring you’re as miserable and unfulfilled as them is actually the living embodiment of your resistance given form and reflected back to your consciousness to help you deal with it. Let me give you an example:

A girl wanted more than anything else in the world to design clothes for the club. She was really, really good at it as she grew up raving and thus knew first hand what worked and what didn’t. Thing is she had a decent job now and made a good living but within she felt a total sense of emptiness. “I just don’t know what to do. I’m at my wits end” she said. “Why don’t you start it off on the side when not working? Put your money into it and see if its got legs?” I offered. “No, no. I can’t do that, thats half hearted. I need to put my all into this. Did I tell you what she said?” she confided, referring to her parent who was the bane of her existence and whose presence felt like an albatross around her neck. “She said that my problem is that I don’t know how good I’ve got it and when to stop pushing. Like this job is the best I can get, all I’m capable of. It makes me sick to think this and its even harder to admit but, like you said, you only gain enlightenment by stepping into the darkness and this is what sits in the shadows of my Soul”.

She was rocking back and forth as tremors ran through her form because even shaping her mouth to say the words hurt more than she’d admit because her feelings towards the one who gave her life were so incredibly mixed. On the one had she had sacrificed so much from the little she had as a kid in order to let her attend the dance classes she wanted but then on the other she demanded total subservience and was primarily interested in her return on invest, regardless of her childs feelings, talents or skills.

This girl was never meant to work in an office. She did it well because her personality gelled with everyone in her surroundings as she felt like a breeze wafting but her heart was never in it and it was never meant to be a full time thing.

Her bedroom was packed to the gills with fashion stills, designs she’d made and various bits and bobs from a project that went from full tilt to ignored then back on again whilst she was busy handling the business of living. Thats when we met.

“I need a miracle. I hear thats what you make happen. Will you help me with this?” she said with eyes rimmed red and a Soul which felt like it had been ran through the mill via her thorough Self examining which bought up pages and pages of journaling in angry red ink that aimed at the source of her problems with both barrels in a way so intense that the rage left her shaking.

She’d became aware of why she liked popping pills, drinking to excess and lived for the weekend from the time she was a teen up to her late twenties and now, two years from the big Three O, she was feeling the walls closing in because it was time to either whizz or get off the pot and accept the cards fate had dealt and play them best she can.

“I don’t make anything happen. I simply suggest. Its up to you to take action and examine that resistance. I want you to look at it like this. Imagine your mother is actually the personification all of the limiting beliefs and self loathing you have tucked within your subconscious. She speaks the words that kept your Inner Sense locked up in the dungeon you call your chest. Its why drugs and casual sex gave you that feeling of release and freedom because you rebelled against her without her knowing because you spent your days earning wages, cashing cheques and ticking all the boxes she’d marked out for your existence. A very transactional relationship but nothing unusual because a lot of these contracts are tacit and people get upset when they think we aren’t holding up our end”.

She nodded, taking it all in. “I can see that, it makes sense but how do I deal with it?”. “OK, lets try this” I said taking another chair and placing it opposite. “I want you to imagine your Opponent is sitting in that seat, hell bent on making you her Victim. Go on, speak your idea, your dream, your wish, your concept. Your desire for a clothing business that uses your talents. Say it like you mean it, like I’m not here and its her conversation”.

She did and then, as instructed she switched seats and replied as she expected from her parent. It was interesting watching her body language shift as her shoulders hunched in and her usually full lips became cruel and thin as she sat there, smirking, and said “Thats great, yeah, then we’ll be homeless and penniless. What an idiot I raised. Whatever did I do to deserve this? You’ve got a good job, things are going well. All you need now is a husband and we’re set. Why can’t you see this? Why must you always be such a nuisance?”.

Switching seats I watched her shrink from a confident young woman back to a scared kid that was being chastised for some minor infringement as her voice became quite thin and started stammering. “But, but, but Mum, you don’t get it. Look I’m really good at this. Everyone says I’ve got talent and I should do something with it“.

“Really? Really? You haven’t figured it out yet? They’ll say anything because they think you’re stupid and secretly they want to see you fail so they can laugh when we’re down and out again. I did the best I could to get you where you are and now you want to mess it all up and follow this stupid dream? Oh, I wish I was dead because you’re killing me when you say things like this”.

“I, I, I don’t mean to, Mum. Promise, its just that, just that, I’m not happy where I’m working…”

“Thats why its called a job, you silly bish. You think I was happy working back to back shifts and taking all the overtime I could get just to pay for your stupid dancing lessons? And this is how you repay my kindness…”

“OK, lets stop for a minute. Take a breath and a stretch. Walk back to your seat and we’ll try something different” I said. Time passed, a few tears did drip as well as a couple of yelps of anguish and frustration as she railed against the unfairness of the war that raged within and she’d been fighting since back when even though it felt like an uphill struggle that she’d been losing for as long as she could recollect.

“I want you to sit there and ask her about the dreams she had as a kid”.

“What?” the girl replied, startled by the question. “I don’t know the answers to that. I wouldn’t have a clue where to begin and what about….” she said as I raised my hand and requested “Just ask the question with pure intent and do what you just did. Change seats and answer”. She closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths then suddenly opened them and leaned forward with an intense look and said “Mum, when you were a little girl what did you want to be more than anything?”.

Getting up to make the switch I noticed a difference as her twisted features started softening and her voice became more gentle. “I wanted to be a model. Live the high life, jet set. That kind of thing. This was way before the internet but I really believed I could’ve done it. After all I knew I was something special, even back then”.

“What stopped you?”

“Your grandfather. He said models are whores by another name and wouldn’t hear none of it because he was so religious. That didn’t stop me pretending though, I used to put on my best and imagine I was modeling in my bedroom and when we went out proselytizing for the parish I’d always wish someone would spot me and convince him that it was a life worth living. Nobody ever did. Then I got pregnant and after that it was all down hill as your father left me for another woman and, not long after, your grandparents were both dead so you were all I had left.”

“I see, Mum. In a way I never did. Do you think life would be different if he’d encouraged your dreams as a kid instead of shutting them down every chance he had?”

“Are you kidding? By the time I came of age the supermodel era was in full effect. This was way before the net but even then I felt that pang of regret because I knew I could’ve done it, way better than any of them. I’ve always felt like I was put here to do this. That was my calling but…”

“But?”

“But I didn’t have the strength to go against them as they held my heart in their fist and without their blessing I didn’t even dare take a step”.

“Then why won’t you let me?”

“Because… Because now I kind of get it. A young girl with stupid dreams in her head vs how the world really is when seen through the lens of experience. They just wanted the best for me and did all they can. I’m not mad at them but…”

“Are you sad?”.

“What? Erm, just a little bit. I still do believe I could’ve become one of the major faces on the circuit because I’ve always had a flair for it”.

“And thats why you encouraged me to dance? Even though we couldn’t afford it?”

“Yes, I thought with you I had a chance to live again. Another spin. Do it right this time but you just wanted to go out, dancing. You weren’t interested in making a living of it but bills are in effect. I needed you to realize this which is why I got you that job in the office. Look how well you worked your way up. Can’t you see why I’m stressed that you want to quit? Without that we’ve got no money coming in and all that goodwill you’ve built at the firm will be flushed down the toilet”.

“Well, is there anything we can do which makes us all happy in the end?”

“Look, I only want whats best for you. Even if you don’t see this. This clothing dream sounds good but it doesn’t seem realistic. Why would they buy what you’re selling and not whats in the shops? It doesn’t make any sense and if its so good why do you need my permission to do it?”

“Thats really it isn’t it” she said as she sat there thinking, out loud to herself. “I need your permission because my say so isn’t enough because you’ve always vetoed it. How did I not see this? It makes so much sense”. She started grinning as she leapt up from her chair and began pacing. “Yes, yes, yes. It makes perfect sense. I get it. She is to me resistance against my wish when in reality its just a test to see if I really want it. Well, I do. I do and I’m confident I can make it happen”.

We sketched up a plan based on strict time management after checking the potential market, avenues for expansion and distribution along with cost/benefit analysis and how to start this off as a parallel business in tandem with her current occupation as well a few other sessions dealing with her various resistance Patterns within and other methods of self sabotage which gave her the “All or nothing” talk in her head as a method of distraction and preventing any real traction in making her dreams happen.

The most interesting side effect of this conversation made flesh was when she came home after a sesh and her mother said “Listen, I’ve been thinking. Why don’t you make a dress, give me a list of where they’ll sell so I can handle the business and we’ll see what happens?”.

The moral of the story is this:

There is no outer in this realm. Its all within. You are the source of all of your problems as well as the solution. Your world and your circumstances reflect this. Change what controls you and you will feel a shift.

The above method is ridiculously simple, very effective and won’t cost you a red cent so give it a spin and see what happens because one of the greatest problems in life is we inherit the pain and suffering of our lineage and mistake their energies for our own and carrying them becomes a burden. There are other tools and methods used to assist in the clearance of this presence because you can only create something once you make the space within and this often involves examining the beliefs and attitudes we’ve bee carrying as most are often birthed from good, if misplaced, intent that wants to keep risk and harm to a minimum but dreams don’t manifest like this because you need to take a leap of faith and then keep falling until you realize you’re actually flying.

Spread your wings.

This is what makes life worth living. The other option is just an existence. “Don’t die with your music within” is a viewpoint often shared by those who either have given then Inner Sense full reign and are glad they did or didn’t and kept it caged in the Mind Made Prison and bitterly regret the life they didn’t have the heart to live as they listened to everyones opinion and options beside the little voice within which said “Lets do this!”.

The reason why its so important, so urgent and vital you listen is if you don’t you won’t pass Go, collect Two Hundred Pounds or even find the exit when you meet death because your Soul will say “I want another spin. I didn’t do what we intended to” and then you’ll incarnate again. And again And again. And each time the resistance will keep on piling to make it more and more difficult as this is how coals become diamonds so if you’ve got the opportunity now, seize it. Roll the dice, spin the wheel, place your bet on your Self and see what happens because next time you hear that “Lets do this!” I want you to respond “OK, we will!” and make it happen.

Till we meet again

The modern world as it stands is like the finest champagne fizz. Ephemeral and entirely bereft of depth, used primarily to signal the presence of something that is lacking to the rest by way of status, reflected prestige and a myriad of coping mechanisms. I’ve often said that the world is half crazed and twice as stupid. The way it stands you’d be hard pressed to deny this as its becoming more and more Self evident. The other side of this proclamation of the state of play is a solution that is simple as it is difficult, far reaching – yet intimate, effortless but oh so powerful. The six words you’re awaiting to free you from this life sentence shall now spring into your awareness:

The greatest makeover begins from within.

Take that principle, apply it to anything and you’ll see how obvious the truth of this perspective is because you can be rolling around chubby with a couple of extra chins you’ve been diligently investing in (in case of famine or maybe you’re enamored with the whole Rubenesque thing) or wasting your talents and potential by choosing to spend days and nights mindless scrolling watching other people living or any number of things from an ever growing list of false solutions. The root cause of this is people are looking for a quick fix. Folks refuse, en masse, to comprehend that their problems came slow and often go the same route. That and they don’t want to change what made them fat, sick or depressed in the first place. This doesn’t stop them chasing abs in five minutes or trying to “get rich quick with this one weird trick“. Even the pseudo spiritual fake a state of non attachment as they pledge to a fellow offering to sell instant enlightenment in nine easy payments. At least this one does what it says on the tin as there is a definite difference in the weight of your wallet after purchasing…

Do you know whats common about most of these things? Apart from being ineffective, that is? Its that those who invest are hopelessly weak (even though they dare not admit it) and even after buying said gadget or method will use it once or twice then throw it in a pile with the rest as they look for the next attempt. The next failed solution. The next foolish investment.

See why I say the greatest makeover begins from within?

Its all mental.

Literally and metaphysically. Change your mind, change your life. But before you can flip the script you must first accept the lay of the land as it is. The wise can take a further step and question how it got like this because there was a time when it when it was better and that devolved to what it is. This is where one can take this bundle of energetics (which seems like a problem but can become a gift) and recycle it. Much like roses produce agreeable odors by feeding upon excrement you can do the same thing as it all springs from being honest with your Self.

I highly recommend keeping a journal. Old fashioned, paper and pen. It activates totally different neural circuits as a form of expression that tapping keys, screens or dictating and it has the added benefit of being “out there” now. This gives it a realness. A tangible presence that often allows one to generate a fresh perspect they didn’t previously imagine as they were carrying around a shadow that blocked their brilliance. Have you ever noticed that when a friend comes round and is filled with dread about a problem you instantly see a solution that cheers them up no end but when the roles are reversed you can’t do that for yourself?

The nature of the mind is like Velcro for the bad and Teflon for the good. It is how it is as the brain is designed to ensure the survival of the flesh and the tale of mankind from now to back when has been all about traumatic inheritance. This, in effect, is what built the world in which we live and it exerts an immense influence that is all but invisible as the man behind the curtain who pulls the strings to manipulate your consciousness.

We are creatures of habit, yes, but we are also reprogrammable. It took a lifetime to make you who you are but its a castle built on sand and this is why it never feels real, you always need something else because then finally, it might just be enough. Well, I’m here to tell it never is. At least not in my experience and those who I have spoken on my adventures which includes the kind of folk people would offer many of their appendages to live the lives they possess. Private jets, top models, power and influence as well as those who sing the kind of hits that get you grooving and are draped in hot fashions with all flavors throwing it at them.

Know what they all said when questioned about the nature of their inner realm? That they’re still searching. That day hasn’t yet come. Even though the outside signals they have all they could want (and they flaunt it as well) the inner is as constant now as it was then. Think about this when you imagine how your life could be different if you had millions because it wouldn’t. Thats the trick. Thats the scam. Thats the allure of the false promise that deceptive liars spin in your awareness as they poisoned your subconscious to make an enemy out of Self as they slipped a mask over your visage and convinced you to invest in the illusion.

All over the world people manufacture proof as they lie to themselves. This is the true epidemic and social media took it to the next level as now we have echo chambers of fakeness designed to lure in the next as people beg for and give away the most important thing in this realm:

Attention.

The greatest makeover begins from within. Change the way you think and you’ll change the way you live. Drag out your old concepts and preprogrammed click-whirr mechanisms that I call the Thunk Process as its akin to rearranging the same old same old and trying to make something new from it. That isn’t possible. Innerstand what I’ve just said and you’ll leap far ahead of the rest because in times of universal deception being honest with yourself is a powerful thing. Freedom can’t be given by external aspects. It must be taken from within as your Witness is currently being held hostage by a false self that, even now, is denying the truth of what I’ve said and has discouraged you from reading as it knew what was coming.

Oh yes, its a slippery bish. That much is certain. Its also very effective because it has you pretending under the pretense of being it when you aren’t hence, the greatest makeover begins from within.

Next time, instead of reaching for that third helping, indulging yourself in some off beating or primping and preening for a screen via likes from people you’ll never meet stop and question: “Why am I doing this? For what reason? What end?” and then ask it again. And again. And again. Keep going till you get to the crux of the subject and you’ll start hearing answers like: “I just want them to like me”. “They said I’d never be nothing”. “Why did they do that to me? I was just a little kid”.

It can get quite brutal and very harrowing. This is why only 8% of the populace will ever have the guts to take back their internal Kingdom whilst the rest will be glad to live within a fiefdom that sells them the illusion of freedom.

The greatest makeover begins from within.

Change your mind and your life will acquiesce as it all forms around your intent. This is why I say the Game plays out in your awareness as its malleable and a small change within can bring huge shifts without. All it takes is the dedication to stop, listen and examine as the body is always speaking but the mind pretends to be deaf to its calls. The world tells you to run after these external goals as its well versed in breaking Souls into fragments then selling them insurance for an event thats already happened but is repressed from their consciousness. Its a great scam. The best, as its so very old and equally effective.

The gods said “What if we hide their greatest powers high up on a mountain? They’ll never survive the elements to hike so far beyond their level”. “Nay” one replied. “They may be simple now but it won’t always be like this. We should sink it to depths of the ocean where it becomes biologically impossible for them to even examine”. A third chipped in “Even that challenge they will best. It is in their nature to triumph when it comes to external things which is why I propose we hide it someplace else…”. They all turned their heads and listened to her speaking. “What I’m thinking is we hide it within. Behind their fears, dreads and thoughts they simply will not allow themselves to think without generating an immense sense of threat mixed with ambivalence. Instead their investment in the outer realms will become even heavier with this deception as all is equalled by an opposite reaction”.

Leaning back, she grinned as the rest nodded their heads at the dastardly brilliance. “You’re certainly going to make them work for it on this level, yes?” he said, with a look of consternation. “What happens if they all fail?”. “Then we send them back again. And again. And again. Its a test they must pass and class is always in session”. “You know what” another said “That might be the best idea yet because anyone who says this would seem like a madman as their fears would work against them discovering the beauty of their inner realms and we could use this ignorance as a weapon against them because the greatest tool in the hands of the Opponent is the mind of his Victims“.

How radical are you willing to be in order to get free? Don’t you want to re-member how that feels as Inner Sense saturates your presence and you shake off the resistance of old Patterns and with it the resistance that edits your consciousness before sending you off on a quest to chase whats worthless and provides no lasting solutions beyond the distraction.

You already knew this. You may not have admitted it as clearly as this but the thoughts had been bubbling under the surface, calling for your attention as you roll around this planet living a life akin to a numbed callous that exists solely to protect what is delicate and hurting beneath the image you try so hard to project. The lie most would die to protect.

The greatest makeover begins from within.

Once you comprehend this then the Path of Power opens and its walked by putting one foot in front of the next under the guidance of truth as that is the fuel of Inner Sense and when that numbed and deadened skin falls off to reveal the place your power had been hidden you’ll feelsee the same radiance you did back when you were a child that was filled with the spirit of adventuring.

The greatest makeover begins from within. Consider this a nutshell so lets get it cracking.

Till we meet again