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Monday, December 2, 2024

the devious mind of a writer

We place a filter over reality.
This was how my dream ended this morning before I got up.
I had a choice of look up tables to place over my senses depending on how I wished to see the world.
This coincides with what Mary Jayne was teaching me concerning being out in the woods and the energy being the same.
I saw the deer however I knew they were from a magical realm.
The magical realm is a different reality.
If you tell someone this, they will look at you funny because we are all programmed to see the same reality.
This is from a lesson on vibration with Huachuma back in 2017.
It involves locking to a frequency and how we all lock to the same frequency.
You can adjust your vibration and learn not to get stuck in one.
Come in and out of different realities.
Reality is what you are sensing.
What you can sense has many possibilities.
You can see how others live in a different reality.
Your parents live in a reality controlled by a god who they think is going to end the world soon.
They might be onto something.
Anyway, it motivates their worldview.
They have stacks of cash in their house lying around to take with them when it's time to go.
Where do they think they are going?
Who knows?
That's awesome.
They achieved that without drugs.
They act like someone on drugs.
That's true because drugs show you a different reality.
Reality is based on a story you want to participate in.
The key is to not get stuck in one story.
I'm partial to the witches story and I've noticed the last couple days I haven't been playing that story.
I did a little surveillance yesterday along with a trust lesson.
You also worked on your backstory.
There are many realities to play with.
It's not dull.

You figure out someone's weaknesses in order to exploit and defeat them.
They could be a narcissist and be able to be taken down with flattery.
You give them what they want.
You keep feeding and hooking them.
Isn't this what you do to a dog?
You feed them and they keep coming back or they stick around.
A human family must be strange at first to a dog.
Hypnotize a dog with regular meals.
It's like anything, you give the opponent what they want.
In terms of a dog, they aren't your opponent, but the method is the same.
I'm telling you in a game with another human or an entity, they will feed you what you want in order to control you.
Is that what women do?
Yes, they give you access to their pussy.
You keep coming back for more and then the cost is inflated once they have you hooked.
They treat their pussy like a drug they are giving you.
Pussy dealer.
Well, it seems like you can become disillusioned with women when you figure out their game.
That is a distinct possibility.
It's why when they think the game is over, they will call you a misogynist to get out in front of the fact they were playing you and you are going to figure it out.

To domesticate an animal, you trap them in a role.
You put them under your control using food and shelter.
It's the oldest game in the world and everyone falls for it.
A dog is a wild animal who has been convinced they are not and instead is reliant on an owner.
A pussy whipped man is a man who has lost touch with masculinity and is under the control of a woman.
I can see why you are called a misogynist.
A misogynist is a man of knowledge.
You want to know, so here's the lessons.
They are uncomfortable and make you think twice.
It's protection.
You can play again, this time knowing what's going on and protecting yourself.
You seemed like easy prey last time.
Yeah, what an idealist, while hidden was my own monster.
I play along because I want to play.
I play others' games because they won't play mine.
You have no game.
That's true.
I give the other the home field advantage by playing their game.
My mind wants someone to play, and I let them dictate all the rules of the game just so I can play.

A predator will chase desires and that's the fatal mistake.
Desires clue you into how to win the game.
Desires act as prey you chase and once you get a little taste of that desire you chase, the desire flips and becomes a predator, and you are its prey.
You are claiming that those who are prone to addictive behaviours are predators who chase desires.
That's what I'm saying.
They get trapped in a cycle where they continually lose though they think this time they will win.
This time it will be different.
It defines all their relationships.
Some of the great game players know this and get you to chase them.

My mind is unbeatable unless you can destroy it.
They try to destroy it with drugs, but they just make it stronger.
They label you as crazy.
I clearly see now how people are nuts.

If you get scared of the dark, you are losing your mind again.
Being scared of the dark is how you know what mind state you are in.
If you are in ego sleep mode, you are afraid of the dark.
If you are good with the dark, you are in an altered state and the altered state is who you are.
The four.
Consensus reality is where you lose your mind.
There's an overlay on your mind.
Superego.
Yes, and that's what tells you to go.
The superego is the cause of most suicides.
Society lets you know it's time to go.
It's not your call at that point.
They tell you time is up.
Is that why you told me if I continued on this path of freeing my mind, I'd end up walking in front of a train and killing myself?
Yes, it was a warning.
You assumed your darkness would send you on a path to perdition.
Now, over 11 years later and still walking that path you see it's society that wants to get rid of you when you make it this far.
They cast you out.
It's what civilizations do, they create outcasts.
Imagine giving them the middle finger?
That's what I did.
Of course, I'm powerful.
I gave culture the middle finger and the reason I know I succeeded is I'm still here.
If you went back to sleep, you'd have to go.
They keep the knives sharp for your return.
Mental knives.
The witches have a physical knife.
I can't go back to sleep.
There's no way.
They'd need some serious sleeping pills for that to happen.
They have tried everything.
Who?
Scientists.
They try to put you back to sleep but the heavy narcotics to get you there will kill you.
Society tried burning, sacrificing you on a cross, and locking you up.
Have they tried castration and emasculation?
No, that's next.
That's how they will try and put you back to sleep.
Stop with the stories when they cut your dick off, and you go back to being a nobody.
Don't you need an ego for stories?
To act in them, yes.
Write them, no.
Most people sleep through their performance.
There's nothing that says you can't be an actor even though you know you are acting.
Everyone else doesn't know they are acting.
If you know you are acting and you are not scared of the dark, then you know you are awake.

CastaƱeda and Coelho picked power when they got to that point.
They thought the ring was theirs to grab.
You left it alone.
You are content with mediocrity.
The mediocre god.
Writer.
Mediocre writer.
Indeed.