Month: June 2016

Darkness. In the dim. Dim darkening sidelight. Patterns. Systematic patterns sublime fractal experiments of thought being sights heard clearly. Sought through agents mad mind mimes pantomime permission. Aware of only and dreaming. The memory of survival longing wandering essence. In regret lost changling growing invisible. Awake lasting longly lost. Awake collapsing argue to remnant mountain classing heights foreign drop cream. Create. Create. Create and leave a master warning. Lost is our intention motive pure enduring to be and to be. The measure endurance forgotten to glass absorption the eternally unremitting unforgotten. Sensory relations to soothe the bastion mounting. Alas, start over.

The synthetic myth is a truth continuum quest. The reconciliation of seemingly divergent stories and themes. While being encouraged through authoritative judgement and criticism we arrive at a place of ignorance to our collective commonality. By contrasting our mythologies we will likely see the constant timeless coherence which might (if we break our conditioning) make us aware that we have no fundamental differences when it comes to the Source of our soul life experience and expressions. The differences we perpetuate and fortify have been impressed upon us by those hording power in their attempt to keep the common majority from unifying and knowing it’s great spiritual psychic magnificence potential which allows transcendence of ordinary reality and the spiritual evolution growth to the birthright of total freedom and ascension. Our biologic experience should enhance and help transform our essence by increasing our density through the feelings of profound joy. Bliss!  Yet the pilgrims progress is purposefully retarded leaving the mystical place of timeless eternity unavailable.

The agents denying this freedom experience are undead agents of darkness; agents of the Devil exploiting innocence while stealing as much life energy and vitality they can in the process. Without the constraints of ethics or morality the continuation of anti life scheming takes on it’s dressing. As long as we’re deprived (systematically deprived) of our ultimate story we will languish, atrophy, and decay. In effect many transcendental cases of transformation, transience, and ascension will be unfulfilled, thrown away, and wasted. Our collective good suffers.

It would seem to me that now is the time to evaluate what is of our essence, and ramp up the slow race toward survival space at any encouragement. While our lives, our awareness, and our consciousness can be manipulated and taken, we’re very likely to give it away without proper regard. The synthetic myth is a truth quest which when applied, told, felt, and realized will wake us from the engineered apathy and discouraging dichotomy which keeps us asleep and apart. The weakened collective is left more and more compromised in terms of it’s ability to access it’s humanity and destiny. Any degree of awakening is so welcome! The immediate benefit could be an improved connection to the Ultimate and Nature, prompting a release from our contradiction of Nature’s pure loving sanity and Eternal good will.

The seriousness of the matter is that we all fundamentally have the same story. A story so tremendous that it really can’t be put into words. Our story is myth relayed by allegory, symbolism, metaphor, parable, and song. Our mythology has been fractured, told in pieces by authorities that endeavor to use aspects of the whole for their own good. This means schism. This schism, originally and repetitively, deprives us of our connection to that which gives us life and supports it. While the majority are cast off to life loss, the minority perpetuate their own demise, and total demise, by becoming undead parasitic practitioners of dire disgrace. While ultimately Creation may have It’s desired expression, the guess is here that OUR collective destiny to develop in full is being severely handicapped. A more thoroughly complete mythic story can mend. The more complete story could provision elevated ideals, improved characters, better connections, greater awareness, and more than likely healthier sensitivity. To not know this mythology is sure to leave us bickering and contesting issues of no metaphysical value as our capacity for righteousness reduces and we rot.

The synthetic myth is a truth quest. By discernment we separate what’s helpful from what’s harmful allowing the bubbles of control, that the progenitors of control have created and perpetuated, to starve and erode while we pursue our spiritual, actual, intentional incarnation. All stories, from the primitive to the creative, and all of history’s culture marvels are welcome to inclusion. May the awakening proceed.

Light. The properties and characteristics of light. What it means to us, and it’s essence in creation. The bending of light which makes a straight straw appear bent at the surface of water. The distortions of figures reflecting from warped mirrors. The colors from white which separate and reintegrate through prisms. The imagination spawned by the contemplation of light’s emanation and passing. The wonder phenomena… Light.

Just sitting here with this goldfish. He lives in a vase. He’s swimming in place with his nose pressed against the inside of his space. Curiosity and activity have him swimming in this relatively small confined interior home. The vase is shaped like an apple with a sort of hour glass type of top which opens to the air through an inverted like glass cone. He swims. He swims. He swims to the inside of the top of the apple curve as it turns to the would be stem. He disappears!! There’s the feather fabric looking tail waving out of the invisibility. The imagination fires. Convex invisibility!

Now exploring a relaxed mindscape to chance and physical feature a clarity arrives. He’s right here and I can’t see him. The fish is nowhere, and right here. The convex glass. The water. The disappearing fish. A dimensional trick? A light property observation without knowing how to explain it or understand. All that’s clear is that he can’t be seen when we’re in these relative spots.

Could light be affected the same way by another means of warping the space/time it’s passing through? If yes, that means there is wide open possibility of the presence of things/entities here in a blind spot. Right here? Anywhere… Fever pitched mind excite! Access to a dimensional realm by intelligence. Access to a dimensional realm by consciousness. The mystic realm, the shamanic realm, inter dimensions, clairvoyance, awareness, suspicion, and intuition all seem terrifically real and regular right now. The great beyond feels present, not only without, but very much within. Excitedly, I think of the potential. At this moment I do not take for granted that perceptible reality is at all reliable. The realization of the potential for understanding beyond knowing by intuitive feeling has never seemed more valid. The importance of honoring the vastness of temporal limitations settles in. And respect grows for the importance of trying to maintain a quiet mind. As the fish swims back into the blindspot of convex invisibility the refrain rings and rings,”‘There’s more than meets the eye!”

What is happening? I am finding a strange internal response to a serious current events issue. I firmly believe that we are, and everything is, experiencing a multi various toxic assault. Yet I’m having difficulty staying motivated and active in helping to raise awareness about geoengineering. Geoengineering is a total crime and like a metaphor for the theft of freedom. This modification engineering phenomena often reduces me to distraction with frustration and outrage! The urgency, however, of consistent activation I’m finding unsustainable with apathy. This attitude is difficult to reconcile. It’s not enough to merely complain. I really believe this intense anti life attack is taking place. How can I not react strongly in an effort to protect myself and everything I care about? It’s clear we’re being poisoned. Where is my survival instinct!?

Pause. Pause. Take a deep breath. (How ironic is that?) Consider the personal experience path so far regarding this issue.

Geoengineering was first brought to my attention about three years ago. “Yeah sure. A plane with a white trail behind it. Big deal.” The scene was explained to me in terms I no longer recall other than “intentional” and “not good”. It was also suggested I look up Dane Wiggington. This is the point where the story of response goes from apathetic to apoplectic! The surface of the geoengineering topic barely required a scratch before it exploded into my biologic main frame! What!?

A form of enlightenment caused all conspiratorial topics crash into the psyche with plausibility The mind door cracks to possibility. The story of 911 being an inside job. The idea that social systems are rigged to keep us under control. Social system rigging along with rigged financial systems, media systems, medical systems, religious systems, education systems, and government systems. All bursting with technological inertia meant to overwhelm the attention of those exposed. Literally overwhelming everything living biologically and conscientiously. This is what initially motivated me to try to inform others, and myself, about the state of our collective found reality. This effort has been met with responses which leave me personally discouraged. Hardly anybody cares, and the visitation of the topic really seems to put people off. I don’t feel like I can afford to alienate important people in my life. The realization of this happening, and a loss of the sense of urgency has me stalled. Could the stall be beneficial?

Grappling the tug of war between action and inaction in an awareness cause to help get geoengineering pushed into the collective conscious has forced a soul search necessity and a solution searching prayer practice. This feels too important to ignore. What to do?

The realization sets in about the benefits of seeking, and having sought, within and without for a direction path that works. Following down the rabbit hole of research has brought a sub culture of intuitive, imaginative, free thinking people into view. These intuitive people are very intriguing. Along with the independent investigative journalists of our time is found a sharing of information, awareness, memories, ideas, intuition,  imagination, realization, and hope. Through conversations, interviews, and lectures it has been possible to recognize a reality of direction and purpose in the cause of promoting the common good, and transcending the daunting difficulties of our time.

Now conviction. The conviction of accessing a faith based progressive life of transcendence and ascension built on the the coherent stories regarding Life, life on earth, and my spot in it evolves. It feels abundantly possible to activate in an awareness building solution without having to offend the sensibilities of those around. The stall prayer filled pause is working it’s benefit in calm. In this calm the starting point is clear. I cannot afford to be controlled or subsumed by the control agents that are clearly making this domination effort. To this end I state clearly that I do not permit that to happen. I do not give permission to anyone or anything to take my vitality, energies, or imagination power. While the onslaught continues I repeat, “I do not give permission for any entity to steal the properties of my life. I will choose with That which I will align!”