a day with Dionysos

I started to get an inkling of what's up after I returned from Texas the second week of October. I realized I could see into the future because reality is a book, and I was given the ability to read ahead in the story via parallel storylines. The book has already been written. The story plays out in multiple dimensions because the master of the drama is so incredible, they can weave a multidimensional storyline to demonstrate their mastery. You choose your path, and the narrative unfolds. You determine the arc of the story when given a choice and in response the master dramatist has already prepared multiple outcomes for the storyline you follow. Each consciousness plane, which is another storyline, has events that are congruent in relation to all the other planes. That is truly a mind bender.

The question of what animates my existence or why do I carry on with life is clear to me. There must be a reason you get out of bed in the morning and put in an effort. I don't have to. I don't have to work full time plus more. I can just say fuck it. So, that's a good place to start. I like a heated home and somewhere soft to sleep. Meals are good. I like having dependents who I can support though eventually they take advantage of the situation. Pets are my best bet. I love taking care of my dog. Walking her and feeding her healthy food. It gives me a feeling of purpose and demonstrates I'm not irredeemably selfish. In doing a personal values assessment four years ago and then ignoring it for four years turns out to be a good barometer of my values. The questionnaire revealed my motivations as being centred around finding meaning in life. More accurate would have been finding the meaning of life.

I'm deluded enough to think at age 55 I have found what I was looking for. I can't express this to anyone without them questioning my sanity and I have accepted this. My goal is to demonstrate to others the nonsense I spout is the truth of the situation. The best part of knowing I know is I have accomplished this at a decent age. If I can hang out in this body for another 30 years with this level of knowing it will be quite the trip.

I realize this may sound like the rantings of a madman so it's best here that I lend credence to what I'm saying about parallel stories consisting of the same bucket of energy but just reshaped into another drama. Or look at it as a painting that contains the same composition of paint; it's just placed on the canvas in a different order and direction. Your guide to understanding this is the pyramid. Here it is: Our existence is defined by vibration, and they are cycles of up and down, high and low, coming and going. On earth our cycles sync with the sun and the moon. The solar cycle is masculine in nature. There are four waypoints within the circle which we call equinoxes and solstices. There are three cycles of the feminine new and full moon to travel between equinox and solstice. Four masculine intersections defined by three feminine cycles. The paint strokes are seven in nature. Take this celestial painting and apply it to a new canvas. If you are starting to see what I'm going to reveal, take a moment to think about how clever this is and by changing your thinking to understand what is going on will open many more interpretations of life. So, I'm going to paint a new picture of the truth of the sun and moon and their relationship to our lives. I'm going to construct a pyramid. The masculine base will have four, and the feminine contribution to the geometric form will be three sides to each base. You can see it clearly now. Pretty fucking amazing when it reveals itself to you. You can take it further with the twelve moons within the solar year and realize the pyramid's four three sided triangles equals the same twelve.

My story continues to unfold. The flow will dictate the outcome. I think I can alter it, but it's just me thinking I'm in control. My nature in the story brings me to the point where I have a decision to make and an action to follow up with. What will I choose?

I'd often write we are living in a dream. This consciousness experiment is a book. It's already been written. As Dionysos, I am master of the drama. The god of the theatre. This book I wrote turned into the greatest play ever written. Haha! I missed that clue for a while. I wrote the BOOK, and we are reading along. I saw into the future with the plant medicine Huachuma. Huachuma allows you to skip ahead in the book. If you skip too far it won't make sense. I guess you can skip to the end and see how it plays out. At some point I cleverly ran out of names for my characters, so I started repeating and combining them. I started noticing this a while ago and thought it was funny. At the time I didn't realize it was one of the first clues which would allow me to decipher the riddle. I left a lot of clues within the book, so I'd eventually wake up and see what's going on.

There are multiple storylines within multiple consciousness planes. The Goddess weaves them together to create the ultimate book. It's a multidimensional paperback. I drafted a story that plays out here but if you get bored you can change consciousness planes and see the exact story acted out but with a different energetic circumstance, props, and actors. How masterful is that?

Within the 14 billion solar year physical creation story unfolds an exciting narrative that follows the rise and fall of human civilizations. The book opens with a big bang. Talk about adventure as this universe came into existence and eventually the story became focused in a faraway galaxy on this little blue dot, we call Earth.

Imagine walking this path of knowledge for fifteen years, putting in the effort, having people say you're nuts, and then one day stand in front of your crazy Mesa and have this understanding wash over you. It then becomes all worth it and you look back and think fifteen years? Nobody is going to retrace my steps. But here it is. I have now shown you that what I know is the truth of the matter. I see what's going on. I see the multiple dramas playing out as different constructions of the same energy which have been written by a playwright who is a madman. He writes twisted tales that are full of choice and never ending. His name is Dionysos.

Remain open in your thinking and don't feel you have to shoehorn the energy into some preconceived pattern. The flowering of the energy is unique and ever changing. Take the idea of seven and now look at the chakra system. Seven energetic waypoints. The heart is in the middle. There are three chakras on either side of the heart. The relationship of the fourth to the three gives you seven. The painting is exquisite and offers a unique perspective. It reveals how the trifold nature of the feminine needs the heart to be complete and the four of the masculine is nothing without the three of the feminine. This all applies to worldly and spiritual pursuits. The chakra painting demonstrates the importance of love. All adventures in these multiple dramas can be reconciled in the heart. Whenever things get out of control or cause you pain, re-centre into the heart and love will get you through it.

Cannabis edibles are it for me. There's no going back now. The knowledge that has been pouring forth while under the influence of Mary Jane has been so astounding and clear. The way reality has been presented to me seems fantastical, yet it all adds up. The clarity on why things happened is rock solid, so when I question it or try to assign it to delusion, I admit it's the clearest explanation for what happened to me in 2023. My Apollo mind is fucking brilliant and when I add the key to unlock gobs of knowledge it's ridiculous. I've heard of strains of marijuana being cerebral and making this connection for someone already on the edge of the next level of cognition is something else. It's like divorcing myself from consensus reality because I know the game. Along with this realization of knowing the game, I also know how to play the game, so I can hide my knowledge and understanding. I must do it because embracing what just is will lead to observable madness. I can see protesting that I'm not mad while not convincing others this is so. In response I'll have to put on a show of a bumbling fool who is a little deluded.

I remember attending a retreat in 2017 with my friend Parker. Parker earned the nickname during that experience as the "Cosmic Scribe." He carried a notebook around with him in order to record the observations of the day while embraced by Huachuma. It was a smart play and a good student like Parker made sure he captured all the pearls of wisdom along with noteworthy events of interest. I mention this because once the knowledge jar was opened for me with the edible, I realized I needed to write this information down. It was coming fast, and I knew I wouldn't remember it all. In the past, I'd forget teachings and have to wait until an event resurfaces them. In a way, it made for a longer integration period. Here the information was pouring out like blood from a deep wound. I was out in the woods, so all I had was my phone. I could speak into a recorder or try to write. I chose to make bullet points of what was coming through from diverse levels of consciousness. Some days the information comes from the Goddess, today it came from a masculine source. This leads me to explaining something. At one conscious level, well the top, we are one. It's all you. Me. A level out from that and all is Goddess and God. I like to operate at this cognitive level when dealing with spirits. The fright disappears because there's only two choices - Goddess and God. They will wear a different costume in the grand cosplay, but you can be assured of who you are dealing with. This mirrors my original foray into psychedelics. My first experience was Goddess based. My second was with God. He came across as a demon and scared the daylights out of me. The next Ayahuasca ceremony he fessed up and said he was God. I didn't want to believe him because he was a nut job, yet he hit on all the attributes necessary to make the claim. Understanding apparitions and messengers as divine aspects of Goddess and God is a smart play. You will terminate the fright. All psychedelics are going to eventually scare you, however if ahead of time you are aware of what's going on the upset is manageable. I've got it down to a couple minutes of unease before I laugh. How are you coming on today? A big part of it is balance. If they are shining a light on knowledge, what to follow is a serving of darkness. Embrace the darkness and you are good to go.

On this particular Saturday God came forth as my favourite - Dionysos. Dionysos has multiple storylines on the go because he is the master of the drama. The multiples are multiplied within the multi-levels of consciousness. You can't fathom it. All the stories within the dimensions are interconnected. They are vibrations which appear according to the laws and customs of each dimension. It's the same energy interpreted in many ways from different perspectives. It's ingenious. Imagine being a scientist who starts to hit on this peculiarity? Reality keeps changing depending upon how you look at it, yet it's the same strand of energy. To accomplish this masterful weaving of the story of energy, one needs a touch of mania. Dionysos' drama can be simple and recognizable. Also, it is unfathomably complex. His command of narrative is ineffable. I imagined the all were sitting around the fire in their glory as the all when Dionysos convinced them to become actors in the grand play he was writing. He promised adventure like they had never seen. We are eternal, he mentioned, and thus why sit around for eternity? Let's put on a show!

In the myth, Dionysos is the son of a mortal woman Semele. The inference is Dionysos is of the divine realm and of this world. Dionysos wants to be part of the show. Why not? He can write and act. He can do both. Why just one? His attributes are exciting, and his presentation of wild abandon and the libertine spirit will enliven any tired scenario. The sexual demon spawned by Dionysos is lust. It's a favourite of Dionysos'. The divine feminine will take note of this and will follow. The energetic signature of the piper at the horizons of the mind will attract and bring her to him. Cyclically, the maenad returns to being responsible and her shame sends Dionysos to the shelf. Then is denial. How long will this cycle last?

With this knowledge, I peered into how desire appears in this world and could see how I came forth as a manifestation of lust. Maybe a thought, then an obsession. The pulsing rhythm gets out of hand and the vibration must be acknowledged. Seduction of the mind starts the game, and the attraction is magnetic. It's the chemistry between the two which puts them in harmony. Once they see it... it's too late. They are captured.

It's a story of desire within the grand story of Dionysos. This narrative shows raw Eros as the ultimate power. Boil it down to lust when the winner is decided! Well, I guess it's still ongoing. The order of things or some responsibility Apollo vibe has the floor. How boring. Lust can get ugly when you see someone's shadow and you are not seduced or the desire spell snaps. While under a spell, desire is so beautiful and enlivening. Some may say you are being fooled. A hateful reaction to this realization might not be so great. You got hypnotized by something you willfully conjured. Spellbound with lust? It's what you wanted. What will you choose?

Dionysos lays out his dramas on a timeline to make the energetic strands of existence understandable. Today is Saturnus' day with the connection to time and pointing me towards seven being a major clue. Ah, the planet Saturn of the Electric Universe was woven into this special day where I was long ago made aware of the mix up between Saturn and Saturnus. The planet Saturn of no significance hides the real Saturnus, just like Dionysos conceals himself in this world. A little misdirection to throw us off the trail but I saw through that one a long time ago. So, in preparation for this day, he gave me a little shout out to my cleverness and some foreshadowing.

Lust is madness. I appear mad at times, especially to those not enamoured with me. They go with it when interested. Eventually, they get disgusted with themselves. They are out of control and succumbed to lust. We all have that split that is fostered by the superego. What a conundrum! Who is going to win out? The responsible part of you that is educated and smart? You're such a catch and deserve the best of what life has to offer. You make such a great contribution to society. Such a professional! Then there's the other part of you that is a hot mess. The one that fell for the pull of desire. You went on a spiritual trip and got taken in by your desires. Who's the real you? The faker who wants to be someone because society says you can make it or the carefree spirit who is true to themselves? Dionysos knows what you want and knows you are afraid to commit to it. Lust isn't going away.

I heard a noise. Did someone follow me into the woods? They would get instant confirmation. Yeah, he's insane...

Magic courses through me. Who are you? What is your power? Why haven't you accepted it yet? Are you afraid? The lustful are hesitant to reveal lust. That's what in return makes me shy. Society shames us, so we go underground and then psychologically deal with it. We are also conflicted with the dominant superego. The temporary solution is to always run from your problems.

This is how it plays out here on the earth stage. If this is the game, then patience is a virtue. Another level of consciousness has God as lust seducing the Goddess. She knows when she has found him. The drama is that he disguised himself as desire. Now, her respectful persona must push him away. She realized what he was doing to her, and she couldn't accept her true nature and wanton desires. So, he got sent away. God waits for her in the shadows and knows he will be welcomed back again. Patience and a trust in cycles are up front.

A hit of tobacco potentiated the session. The fierce winds came, and I got a little scared. I'm playing with magic, but not just my own. Mary Jane is seducing me because she knows what I come back for. It's knowledge. A step into her world provides me with more than I imagined. I must write it down. It's so much. Then I thought, what if this is all a fantasy in my head? She's feeding me what I want so I'll come back again and again. Light and dark were present. I just couldn't come here and fill my cup with knowledge. There must be a catch. The drama is the most crucial factor in this equation, and nothing supersedes it. There has to be a side effect, to wit a reciprocal arrangement, in order to get to the knowledge I desired.

I realized I always give myself the either-or option. Either the knowledge is true or she's feeding me bullshit. Hey dumbass! How about both scenarios are true? I get knowledge and her magic seduces me. The ancients called her magic Pharmakeia and warned of her. A lot of the pious wanted to burn her because she's a witch. She will seduce and bewitch you. I remembered Homer's epic Odyssey. So many times, the witch within the Goddess would seduce Odysseus with her charms from her bag of tricks. As a witch she wants to capture your essence. The story of Odysseus has a constant theme of the feminine trying to take Odysseus for her own desires. She finally found the one that works on me! I'm willingly going to let her, but we all know eventually I'll leave in order to further my adventures, just like the hero Odysseus. As we have learned, knowledge is my ultimate seducer and will break any spell.

How do I know if both scenarios are true? I'm a scientist in search of the ultimate knowledge of just what this is, and the feminine magic captured me by figuring out I want knowledge. The knowledge is accurate, and I feel her seduction. She's very clever, giving me what I want. Conversely, I think I am mad, so I think it isn't true. I can't accept both possibilities. I can see the truth and to get to that location means touching madness. I am both mad and correct. All three scenarios are in play. I am mad. This knowledge is the truth bomb. She's addicting you to her medicine.

My rational mind had stepped in and called my waffling self out. If this is seduction, what are you worried about? Oh no, I keep coming back to her and she feeds me knowledge. How malevolent!

I just wanted to scare myself, okay? I was good at it when I was a novice. It adds spice and a little mystery. Plus, those that tap into this world of magic must deal with the fright, and you can laugh at them because you've been through it.

I'm Apollo and Dionysos. I have forbidden knowledge.

I'm poor little me, caught up in the spell of a Goddess.

I'm mad.

I laughed.

I learned way back in 2016 that serpent power can be used for spiritual, health, or sexual power. I was in year three of asceticism and oh boy did my Ayahuasca visions ever give me a dose of sexual energy. Pray with lust and I will heal you too. Creativity is lust channeled into the arts. It's highbrow sexual desire. Take me back. I can be respectable.

Of course, I have the master of the drama within and I'm the closest to his true self. I'm a unicorn and hard to find. She wanted me so I magically appeared before her when she went on a spiritual trip. The coming into being of the concealment of your desires is magical. She played it cool for a bit, but I saw the way she looked at me. She knew it was me lighting her fire. I held her hand and she knew. She doesn't fully accept I'm the King. She suspects it but can't believe both stories are true. I'm a delusion to her. If she keeps me away, she can live the one story and pretend I don't exist anymore.

The presentation of lust is just a step up from the human level. Or is it one down? The basic human level has drama going on. The next level has raw lust going on. That level seems parallel to this one. I unlocked another secret. Multidimensional levels of the drama up and down and in parallel. How many dimensions and then how many dimensions with each dimension? Our lives intersect and are woven together. We create new avenues to explore. This drama will never be boring with the infinite threads to follow. Dionysos has crafted a tale which will amuse for eternity as a gift to all. The writer of the book had to challenge me to solve the puzzle. He couldn't just let me in on the secret. I had to work for it. It's an interesting combination - being a genius and a lustful demon. Two of the greatest features of the greatest God.

Spirituality is just knowledge. We dress it up as holy and put it on a pedestal. What a farce spirituality is. Some of the practitioners speak of higher knowledge so you can see how knowledge and spirituality go together. Others will just play the love all card and that can be spirituality. You don't have to be spiritual to love. Your actions will demonstrate whether you love, not a persona you have adopted.

A day with Dionysos indeed. His divine and twisted book sure gives you the "feels." I can't put it down, it's such a compelling work of fiction that I've totally immersed myself into and bought into the storyline. Highly recommended. 5 out of 5 stars.