Dutch rushed to make the train. He caught the wrong one. Exhausted, he quickly fell asleep with his train pass on his chest. A dream ensued. After some time the train approached a station that was under construction. A jack hammer filled the air with a sharp, deep, pounding racket. This would become the destination and the end of the, now random trip. The stop coincidentally corresponded with the climax of the dream. Startled awake by a mountain avalanche derailing the train, Dutch exited the train excitedly unaware. He drearily hustled. He came to on the platform. Scanning the area, he briefly wondered how the derailed train had been returned to the tracks, and where was all the avalanche debris!? Gradually his thoughts cobbled back into particular coherence. “I was dreaming. Where am I?”
So much for the world I think I’m in. There are so many information influences, and trickle down sources, that the accuracy of the first hand perception and understanding is at best up for grads; at worst totally distorted. Discernment is so difficult right now that on a certain level of material awareness it is wise, in my view, to abandon ship. With all these different sources vying for attention, and pressing their points of view, I’m left perpetually wondering; Where do psychological operations end and reliable information begin? How important is it to stay up to speed with current events? What is the true state of the observable world? What’s not being told? These questions, and more, are entry points into an evaluation which may very well serve to provide a critical alteration of worldview, as well as, an internal world awakening. Not unlike Dutch, one may be startled awake. Hell knows that the alarms of events are plenty startling. If one can stop long enough for what’s left of our naturally provided intuition and senses to kick in, there’s a chance that a light of reason cracks through. The old world becomes new.
The informational overlays that blanket us have been numbing. Choices have butterfly effects. The reality streams of each choice comprise an infinity array of expression and form. Sacred mandalas, randomness, and archetypical constructs, of eternal wonder ebb and flow with an eternally dynamic movement. Truly awesome is the majesty of consciousness. In free space the development and diversity of expression is stunningly rich. Patterns of form, however, can develop. There are intelligences that are hip to this patterning. Thought, and parts of the consciousness of the thinker, can be directed. The directing and streamlining of reality streams has been masterminded by monopolistic charlatans of self service. There is such a thing as refined self service; parasitism. The idea that a parasitic class has had a powerful influence on the perceived world, and how the world is perceived is not a pleasant idea. There are, for lack of a better way to describe them, characteristics of healthy and unhealthy circumstances, environments, and things. We’ve been taught critical lessons about what responsible civic and social agreements are supposed to be. The root source of those motivated to mold civilization, and culture, should be moved into the spotlight of objective inquiry. While the jury is out, the traditional social agreement is on hold.
If not agreeing with the now overwhelming body of conspiratorial stories and events means that one is on the outside, so be it. Without any dispute, or insistence that others change their mind I’ve changed mine. I no longer agree with the traditional source of truth about where we find ourselves, or how we got here. Thoughts and understandings all have a unique quality. Each splinter of consciousness manifest in a being has a point of view. For all the uniformity, there is nuance. Each being’s viewpoint is a thread in the braid of reality. The whole-ism of the the braid is the metaphysic in which we exist and are. The micro/macro braid we’ve been traditionally encouraged to believe in, trust, and agree with is off the rails. The un-sustainability of the event stream that is delineated on the calendar 2023 is beyond obvious. The primary bench mark of evaluation being used here is the routine reporting of hyper violence and attack. The intentionality of these attacks is driving a very serious event procession. This event stream cannot be trusted to break into liberation, justice, and peace. One will have to break with it, and make a new agreement, minus the menace, in order to experience a different destiny. A destiny, perhaps, with a corollary environment that, by the Grace of God, is less less less hostile.