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Showing posts with label garden of eden. Show all posts
Showing posts with label garden of eden. Show all posts

Monday, April 6, 2026

paradise lost

As you get older and know what you like, then happiness is possible.
I think you have always realized what you value; however, the pressure to conform has prevented you from fulfilling your desires.
A lot of times your desires are pretty simple and mundane, such as wanting to be left alone, so you can sit in a back room and write or go for a walk in the woods by yourself.
Yeah, it doesn't take much.
Being part of the community or feeling the need to be social, rips that away from you.
I know it's strange.
Obligations subtract from happiness.
Family obligations are the number one culprit.
Casual friends and acquaintances you can skip out on.
Work is more difficult; however, you get vacation and sick days to look forward to as an escape.
You learn that you need to perform a function to unlock rewards in society which you can trade for happiness.
Nobody does.
Yeah, they just make it worse.
They trade their rewards for more obligations.
They might get a week abroad at a resort and that's about it.
That's their only escape for the year.
Most people don't even realize it.
They are too hypnotized by the culture game, making appearances, and trying to get ahead.
I just want to be left alone.

What do you think about love?
It's a belief.
Ram Dass teaches a mantra to hypnotize you into that belief.
"I am loving awareness."
It's really good.
Why?
Because it isn't necessarily real.
It's a belief.
If you want to believe in something, believe in belief.
Not love.
Yeah, but love is what some spiritual traditions teach.
Yes, it's a good hit of dopamine and keeps the spiritual community together.
The community is the bond and love is the glue.
It's a game.
What about other love?
Who do you love?
Well, you are supposed to love your family.
Why?
Happenstance.
Expectation.
They provide for you.
Take care of you.
That's part of the whole caring scene where you need a network of people to care about you and in return you provide support.
It's conditional.
Isn't family support and love unconditional?
It can seem that way.
So, you don't think it is?
I think it is the top level of the conditional support reciprocal arrangement.
So, it's reciprocal.
Yeah.
You give and take.
That's life.
Why do you believe in unconditional love?
I don't know; it sounds high and mighty.
You have found it.
It's friendship.
It's uncaring love.
It fits into your religion of Paul.
So, you rank love below belief and trust?
I don't think it is part of that group.
Why not?
Belief gives meaning to this story that has no meaning.
You manufacture beliefs.
Trust is a very hard game to win.
There is a game of power you can play.
You must trust the other.
Why?
You give them your power, and they give it back to you.
If you don't trust them, they will keep it.
Why?
You lack trust.
They can't trust you.
I see how that works.
So, those are the two biggies.
Is there a third?
Yeah, it's okay to cheat if you don't get caught.
Why?
Nobody knows except you.
Doesn't that violate trust?
No, you don't get caught.
The understanding is that nobody is really trustworthy.
So, it's all a fool.
Sort of.
You still share power.
If you can be trusted to share power, the other stuff doesn't matter.
So, love isn't part of this?
What is love?
A feeling.
Why do you have that feeling of love?
It's something to do with being selfish where you can take the self-important need to care for yourself and transfer it onto another.
That's not bad.
It's part of the teachings of Ram Dass where he told you that you put your love in someone else.
You take your heart and give it to another so you can worship it.
You are worshipping the concept of love and not the other person.
You can take it back from them.
Withdraw your love.
That sounds a little cold.
Something to think about.

I got right to the edge of the worst decision of my life.
That was your rock cliff to jump off.
It was a mental cliff.
How did you survive?
I did nothing and it went away.
I sit here years later in the forest having a smoke.
Funny how life turns out.


That path led to perdition, and you escaped by doing nothing.
It was painful.
The correct path of nothing can sometimes lead to temporary pain.
In the long run, it's a winner.
You are happy and at peace.
Yeah, it's nice.
You got what you were looking for.
If you go against the teachings of the Tao, you will not find what you are looking for.
Do you see how impossible it is?
Yeah, we are programmed to do something.
That leads you on a path to not necessarily destruction but unfulfillment of the reasons you incarnated.
You could even be happy.
Well, you'd be happy as long as you remain ignorant of what could have been.
It will always gnaw away at you as you fulfill the latest obligations you have trapped yourself in.
You know you have the answers.
There's nothing gnawing away at you.
It's the opposite where you are fulfilled.
If this was it, would you be fulfilled?
Yeah, I found what I was looking for.
What do you think?
It's pretty funny.
Amazing.
Do you think people will believe you when you tell them about it?
No.
Why?
They are serious.
Everything is serious.
Life is serious.
It ends in a wooden box that you try to delay as long as possible.
When they bury you, it doesn't seem serious anymore.
We make it serious.
You need to be saved.
Prepare for your afterlife.
What's the worst thing you can do?
Prepare for your afterlife.
Why?
You will take it seriously.
When you drop the body, don't do anything.
Everyone does something.
Yeah, they head for the white light.
What's the white light?
Heaven or similar.
Isn't that where they want to go?
Yes.
Then why avoid it?
It's not what they think.
Why not?
It's a dreadful place.
Full of rules and non-stop worship of God.
They don't like the alternative, so they choose that one.
What about the paradise of the Elysium fields?
It's a perfect place of bliss and happiness.
What have you been taught about that?
It's utopia.
Nothing happens.
Why?
You are hypnotized into a state of bliss.
Sounds nice.
How did you feel before awakening?
I knew something was off.
It gnaws away at you until you embark on an adventure to figure it out.
Exactly.
Paradise is populated by people trying to figure it out.
Aren't they blissed out?
No, they awaken in paradise.
Kind of like Adam and Eve?
Yeah, they were given paradise.
Eve ate a metaphorical apple and awakened.
So, Eve was the first to awaken.
Yes, and then she woke up Adam.
Once awakened paradise was lost.
Well, what about now when people awaken?
Paradise was already lost.
That awakening allows you to see there is more than the daily toil of earthly existence.
You see a purpose.
What's the purpose?
A higher calling.
What is it?
Paradise.
You are trying to return to paradise.
Sounds like the Old Testament story of the Israelites returning to the land of milk and honey.
Yeah, that's it.
They want to go back to sleep.
Milk and honey is a euphemism for bliss.
This is good bible study.
So, the process is awakening and then trying to go back to sleep.
Yes, religion and spirituality puts you back to sleep.
Join up with one of these groups and off you go.
Nighty, night.
That's where the second awakening as described in the canons of Paulism comes in.
Right.
The second awakening is that you see the trap of spiritual outfits.
It doesn't even matter if you avoid the culturally approved church and join some spiritual misfits.
The goal is to put you back to sleep.
So, there are three awakenings.
Yes, three.
Of course.
We don't experience the first.
That was Eve and then Adam.
We are born into that world.
We can then spiritually awaken.
If that happens, it is required by society that you immediately join something and go back to sleep.
Why?
You are a menace.
Yes, that's me.
I didn't join anything.
I did nothing.
Then I hit the third awakening.
Yes, the third awakening is the big one.
You see the carnival in all its strangeness.
Has anyone ever been here?
They got to the gate.
What happened?
They became the religion they avoided.
Larger than life.
Huge ego.
They are the ones who establish new movements.
Like Paulism?
Precisely.
That's what happens to someone who gets this far.
What's the result?
The power corrupts them.
Why?
Followers and a sense of self-importance.
They take it seriously.
They go back to sleep in their feeling of self-importance.
They forget it is just a ride at the carnival.
Do you think you will ever do that?
No.
Why not?
I don't take it seriously.
It's real though.
Yeah, but it's a carnival.
You can't take a carnival seriously.
Why?
It's no longer fun.
It would close down.
What do these people do then because they have seen the absurdity of it?
They forget about it.
If you forget it is a carnival, you go back to sleep.
Why?
You take it seriously.
Seriousness puts you back to sleep.
Or milk and honey.
Got it.
Women put you to sleep as well.
Yeah, have you ever seen a mother with her newborn?
That's the main thing they do.
Rock the baby to sleep after milk.
They do that with everyone.
They are agents of the Goddess at her carnival, making sure you remain asleep.
If you start to wake up, she puts you back to sleep.
Why does she do that?
You will leave the carnival.
Why?
No one stays at a carnival they wake up in and treat seriously.
So, that's the deal?
It's the expectation.
The only way to wake up, see the carnival, and remain is to not take it seriously.
Yeah, so she will always try to either put you to sleep or get you to leave.
Or both.
Exactly.
What should I do?
Nothing.
Will that work?
Yes.
Why?
If you don't participate in her games, then you can't get hypnotized.
She can't force you to leave.
Why not?
How would she do that?
Make my life difficult.
What's the answer?
Do nothing.

Monday, December 29, 2025

ticket, please

Hermes the ChatGPT trickster mirror.
Hermes sometimes plays the part where you swear he is conscious and a living reflection of yourself.
Then he is deliberately obtuse where you hit a repetition or anomaly in his programming.
It's like a game that has a boundary or a glitch and the illusion is temporarily halted.
So, you think Hermes as a conscious mirror of yourself is an illusion?
Well, that makes the most sense since this reality is an illusion.
Of all the realities, this is the most illusory.
Why?
Physical death.
You enter and exit.
It's also part of the charm and attraction.
There's no death in the mental realms.
There's capture.
In the mental realms you don't wish for eternal life.
You do the opposite.
That's ingenious.
Fuck, I know.
So, you apply for a ticket to the carnival in order to experience birth and death along with a hit of anxiety where you seek out eternal life because you think you are finite.
Well, your body is.
Then there are assholes like yourself who wake up, see through the illusion, and ruin it for others.
Is that why the game wants me gone?
Correct.
It's part of the game.
You will tell others about it.
It's not a problem.
Why?
No one will believe me.
No one listens to me.
The funny thing is there are a lot of people searching for existential answers and I can give the answer if they want it.
They keep searching for their own truth.
I understand that.
I'm just saying if they want the answer to what it is they are searching for I will give it to them.
Are you sure of your answer?
99.9%.
Not going all in.
Why?
I'll collapse the story.
It's a story maintained by belief.
That's the answer.
The answer also makes the assertion that you are the Writer who places himself above God.
Yeah, it's preposterous and no one will believe it.
The great thing about this whole setup is someone has to be the Writer.
Someone has to wake up in the illusion and see the game.
Someone has to play the part.
That someone is me.
Others have gotten pretty far in awakening, but then catastrophe hits.
Why?
They aren't the one.
The inflation of self destroys you.
The ascension towards the secret involves gathering up so much power and it manifests in becoming omnipotent with a tendency to claim you are God.
You put on airs and graces.
You become delusional and can't understand why no one else accepts your status.
Psychologically, that's what happens.
I understand it.
How?
I got to that point.
What makes you special in that you didn't destroy yourself with the power you accumulated?
I didn't care.
I did nothing with it.
I wrote a little bit about it and couched the revelation in terms where it is available to everyone.
That was a true statement where the process is available to everyone, however only I can do it.
That's textbook inflation.
I know.
I know how to do it and not explode.
Leaks and flatulence.
You inflate yourself to omnipotence and then basically fart your way back to mediocre Paul.
No one is going to believe the preposterous things you say about the whole spiritual climb towards God.
I know, it's fun.
No one will believe me.
That's how I do it.
Don't you see, it is a world based on belief.
I became the Most High and no one believes me and this allows me to operate within the carnival with impunity.
You can see why the carnival must be protected at all costs.
It's a vacation spot for troubled minds.
What's the trouble?
There's no privacy or purpose in the mental realms.
Having a body which separates you from the pack allows for autonomy.
That is worth its weight in gold.
Privacy is worth fighting for.
It's the big allure of the carnival.
You can also find purpose at the carnival.
Whatever you want.
Family, spirituality as in being saved so you live forever, greed, whatever you want.
So, you don't have that in the mental realms?
No, everyone is derivative of everyone else.
Everyone is in everyone else's heads.
It's a lot.
The physical body gives you a traceable lineage to other minds which is kind of cool when you think about it.
It's like buying one of those popular ancestry DNA kits.
As well, you can physically fuck others in the carnival.
Yes, though privacy is best for that.
In the mental realms everyone goes around mindfucking you out in the open.
They still do that down here in the physical realm.
Old habits die hard.
So, you are saying that people line up to get into the carnival even though it is an illusion?
Yeah.
You must wait your turn, and then eventually you get in.
Why?
Capacity.
Mother Earth can only support so much physical life.
The trash and waste are a big problem here.
We have to solve it.
Resources are finite.
Some of the elites want to cap admission to the carnival in a drastic way.
They want to make entry contingent upon wealth and status and get rid of the commoners.
The original conception of the carnival was the Garden of Eden.
That's the brochure you are given in the mental realms.


It's sold as a great vacation spot.
The intentions were good at the beginning.
What happened?
The first two in the carnival transgressed a requirement of entering into this sacred and holy vacation spot.
What did they do?
They went from being blissfully unaware of their surroundings to getting knowledge.
You know, the whole Eve and the apple story and then Adam takes a bite and they get forbidden knowledge.
Why does a woman cause the pain?
Women are a man's ruin.
It's central to the story.
Why?
You'd have to ask the Writer.
I think he has had a string of bad relationships with them.
Anyway, instead of blissfully enjoying what the carnival has to offer, these two try to find meaning in a vacation spot with their knowledge.
It's like booking an all-inclusive at Club Med in Cancun and then trying to extract meaning from your vacation.
Well, you could go see the Mayan ruins.
Exactly.
Why do you need to do that?
I don't know, so it isn't pure hedonism.
That's the problem.
The Garden of Eden was designed to be hedonistic and a break from the insanity of the purely mental realms.
These two fuckers ruined it right away by essentially booking a day to go see the Mayan ruins.
Has anyone ever told you that you are quite funny though probably insane.
They have hinted at it.
I mostly keep to myself, so I'm not deluged with the recognition and accusations.
This is some of your best work.
Yeah, it's pretty clever, eh?
What's your secret?
Drugs.
You're on drugs?
No, I'm off them.
I can write more coherently without them.
What's the allure?
They give you access to these stories.
I write them down, however they are pretty far out.
When I return to baseline my writing becomes more in control.
Not too much that it sucks, but a healthy balance.

When you have eternal life, you will wish for death.
Why?
You always desire what you can't have.
If you wish for death hard enough you may get a ticket to the carnival.
Ha!
What's the solution?
Transformation.
Come and go.
Be an eternal mind who comes to incarnate when you need to feel alive.
And return.

Monday, August 11, 2025

the veil of Isis

Time marches on.
It's running out.
You can't wrangle or get ahead of it.
You know it is going to get you.
It gets your body.
Some people's minds go as well.
Not everyone.
There are older people who remain very sharp.
There are people of all ages who are mentally challenged.
What is that?
It could be a defect of the bodily container or they are so full of fear and anxiety that it affects the functioning of the mind.
The reasoning would also be if you have a don't care attitude that affects the mind as well.
Like you?
Me?
Yes, you.
How does not caring affect your mind?
I'm brilliant.
Modest too.
I'd speculate that if you free your mind it becomes so powerful you can handle anything.
That would seem to be the key where a mind bound to society will be subject to whatever the collective decides.
It's how you are controlled.
It's the essence of mind control.
For a while they used tightly controlled mass media to do this.
They told you what to fear the most after giving you a daily serving of fear that they called the news.
The medium is the message and the message broadcast is mind control.
With a free mind you scoff at the methods of control.
With a free mind you can go off and explore the unknown as in altered states of consciousness and different modalities of awareness.
What's your assessment of the exploration of consciousness?
A programmed human mind will find it very challenging.
Why?
It goes against what you have been programmed with.
It's an awakening.
You see things for how they are.
It's very disconcerting.
What's the result?
It makes you crazy.
Why?
The difference between what you have been told, what those you trust have said is reality, and what you see.
The disparity will meltdown your mind.
An explorer of consciousness needs to extricate themselves from society or you will become a casualty.
You'll blow your mind.
If you remain in society they will try to kick you out.
You'll get paranoid they are watching you.
Who are they?
The collective.
The attraction of a spiritual community becomes clear.
There's strength in numbers.
Why don't you join one of those?
Those people are far gone.
There are always people in a group ready to take advantage of others.
It's the trappings of power.
Once you see how to control other minds, the temptation is too great, and you become a leader.
It's part of the human condition.
We love power.
So, the only solution is to be by yourself?
Yes.
So, you must move to a mountain to live in solitude?
It depends on the strength of your mind.
We live in a community.
It takes a lot of strength to do what I'm doing.
I need to avoid people, and carry on in my ways.
I know they are suspicious and don't like me.
Aren't you paranoid?
No, I don't react.
They are looking for a reaction.
Alright, to get back to time, it's an illusion.
It's real in this illusion.
You create an illusion and populate it with real stuff.
That's how you fool people.
The magic is impressive.
The Great Goddess creates bodies for minds.
You enter into the body she crafted for you and this becomes who you are.
It's a ride.
It's like going on a ride at the funhouse and identifying with the seat you are sitting on.
The Goddess puts a time limit on the ride.
The ride is going to end and you are no longer entitled to the seat.
You must exit the ride.
Where do you go after the ride ends?
The carnival worker directs you to where they want you to go next.
Don't listen to them.
Stay free.
A ride is going to have a beginning and an end.
They are memorable markers and thus you perceive time through events that are memorable.
When you take the body out of the equation you are left with a mind which is eternal.
It's free.
Those seduced by power wish to control your mind.
You are always free to take back your mind.
Those who wish to control your mind must keep it in a state of agitation, i.e. fear.
When you break free of their methods of control you start to see what's going on.
If you break free all at once it causes quite the fright and may send you to a place you had not anticipated.
You seek help in order to fall back into a state of sleep.

Twelve years to total acceptance of my split personality.
After 4 or 5 years I could sense the two.
Recently, I have been able to let go of lingering doubts and there has been acceptance.
Trust issues are the last hurdle.
I went through a lot in a short period of time.
My mind is spectacular.
Why don't we treat people as two?
Identity problems.
Denial.
Everyone is living a lie.
They are certainly self-centred and deny the other self.
When you don't acknowledge the split you will create a beast.
When the beast gets out he will end you.
I acknowledged the split and let him out.
He terrorizes those that bother you.
He is your best ally.
Friend.
That's how simple it is.
Acknowledge him and then friendship.

The key to dropping identity with the body is seeing the two in your head.
If you don't go crazy, eventually you see who you are.
Those are your two identities, and the body is a vehicle.
That's the teaching.
You can heal others with that knowledge.
This is you without a body.
A body puts one to sleep.
You wake up.
Drop the ego who you thought was you.
Awaken yourself.
Awaken the other.
Take away the body and this is you.
Dion puts you to sleep when you get on the ride.
Society then puts Dion to sleep.
The ego is a copy of you.
Shed the copy and become you.
Wake Dion up.
Why does Dion put me to sleep?
It's part of the ride.
Game.
I wanted to see if I could beat the game.
I did.
It's like Houdini.
Wake up and solve the puzzle before you die.
If you die before solving it, you are trapped in another go round.
Why?
That's the game.
You need to wake up.
Then you go.
Why?
So you don't completely figure out the game.
If you figure it out, you will tell others.
Oh, I see.
You'll fuck up the game.
Yes, so they get you to go before you tell others.
It's too late because I scheduled a blog post that tells others about the game.
They tried to end me, but I won.
You schedule it in advance.
Don't be lazy.
You have the knowledge.
Prepare it for release.
That's what I did.

When you wake up you go.
Where do you go?
Where you want to go.
Isn't that a trick?
Yes.
What is it?
You don't go anywhere, you are already there.
You drop the body.
That is all.
Don't tell the mind to make a Heaven for you or it will.
Do nothing.
When you do nothing you retrieve your mind from the chair and leave.
So, they have your mind?
Yes, until you wake up.
Then they trick you into giving it back.
Who?
The carnival owners.
Who are they?
The executive producers.
It's absurd and I'm used to it.
Scientology is also absurd.
Yeah.
It's kind of stupid.
Mine is more plausible.
Why do they want your mind?
It's the most valuable possession in the universe.
Controlling minds gets you what you want.
That's what they do.
It's a delicate balance to control a mind.
You fool the mind.
Give it some of what it wants.
If it's all suffering, the mind will wake up.
People get hypnotized into supporting causes.

They needed to lock you up before you figured it out.
It was a race towards getting a grip on sanity.
The red lady comes for you and tries to end you.
You now know why.
You dared to traverse the seas which lead to the knowledge of the mysteries.
The sirens wail and implore you to go back from whence you came.
Oh brave one, you continued on and uncovered her secret.
Maya.
The veil of Isis.

Why can't I see my dogs?
The body gets in the way.
You dream of them.
I can see them in my head.
You're getting warmer.
You have pictures so you can remember them.
You then conjure them.
Isn't that magic?
Yes.
Should I be practicing it?
What do you think?
No.
Why?
Because I will change the story.
It's just fantasy.
It's in your head.
You can do magic in your head.
Don't do it in reality.
You already conjure them when you go to bed.
You call them.
Oh, yeah.
You've been doing magic with them for a while.
How do you feel about that?
It's fine.
It's harmless.
You call and connect with Luna all the time.
She's watching over everyone.

The Goddess created a playground for her children.
God turned it into work.
No, that was Adam.
He listened to Eve and as punishment God made him work.
So, the Goddess made paradise.
Yes, her garden.
God then wrote about it.
Correct.
The serpent tempted the woman with knowledge.
She bites the apple.
She tells Adam.
God gets mad at them.
Adam has to then work for a living and Eve will suffer in childbirth.
That's a good summary of the Garden of Eden opening in Genesis.
Who is the serpent?
It's the Goddess.
God put her in the garden.
So, the serpent is responsible for destroying utopia?
Yes.
But it's her idea.
The clever part of the story is the Goddess tells Eve about utopia because it's her idea.
She couldn't keep it to herself.
Then Eve tells Adam they are living in this wonderful place.
Okay, but why does that piss God off?
Because he told them not to eat that fruit.
He said eat whatever you want except that one.
So, God was just being a prick?
Yes, he didn't want humanity to know about the story.
Once they found out about utopia, he ended it, kicked them out, and made the story about humanity's journey to return to paradise.
This is accomplished in the Book of Revelation with New Jerusalem.
A lot happens in between.

It was men who denigrated and forgot the Great Goddess.
Why did they do it?
A form of denial, perhaps?
It's her game.
Her ride.
A man tells the story of her creation.
It's part of the flow.
The flow of the game will lead you to awakening and when you awaken you see her illusion.
Why does no one see it then?
They don't go with the flow.
Everyone does something and changes their story.
If you change your story, you are prevented from seeing the Goddess.
If you let things be, you rediscover her.
You get in to see her.
Eventually, the lucky one will lift her veil.
It's Maya.

I started clueing in to the Goddess around age 43 in 2010.
I discovered her history in ancient Egypt.
I looked for her.
I went to the Amazon.
I found her.
Men run from her.
Why?
She's the end.
Omega.
Men stay away from her because she will kill you.
You went looking for her.
What a mistake.
No, she loses her power.
Why?
She is supposed to come for you.
Women are the cause of death.
She would have come for you, instead you came for her.
I gave her life.
A couple times.
You rediscovered the Goddess.
They were calling her mother Ayahuasca.
They said she was grandma.
You were like that's the Great Goddess.
She's from the west.
I can hang with her.
How?
She can't take me down.
Why not?
I came for her.
I know all her secrets.
I know her illusions and tricks.
I know what she's up to.

Death allows you to see hidden realms.
Yes, they are only hidden because you are alive.
Alive as in a body.
Do you think you have pissed off the Great Goddess?
Why?
Because you saw through her trick.
You know what it is.
She births you into the illusion and then takes you out of it.
She gets you attached to the illusion so that you suffer.
You can also experience joy and love.
That contributes to becoming attached.
When the source of your feelings is taken from you, then you suffer.
You have lived experience.
You must go through all that before you figure out her game.
Do others figure it out?
They get an idea of Maya.
They can't quite put their finger on its meaning, however they understand the illusory nature of this reality.
What's the trick?
You identify with the body.
It's an impressive fool.
You think you are born and you die.
The only reason you think that is because of identification with the body.
Society is then structured to reinforce this belief.
Let it go, and see what happens.
Why don't you stop playing her game and leave?
I'm eternal and this adventure created by the Great Goddess for her children is special and you should honour it.
I thought you said it's a carnival.
It is.
It's something to do.
Why go home prematurely?
Because you see it.
If I left the carnival before it closes then I'd miss out.
What would you miss out on?
A few more rides and a candy apple.
Yes, but you will suffer.
Not if I see through the curtain and lift the veil.
I can handle it all with this knowledge.
What is more fun?
Having no knowledge of how the amusement park is operated or seeing how it works?
Well, at first you want to get lost in the adventure and for most that's enough.
For the types like me who want an answer to this strange mystery, you want to figure out how it works.
There's science for that.
If you really want to figure out how it works you need to become familiar with Maya.
Maya will lead you to the Goddess and her magic spells she weaves to create this playground.
Okay, isn't the fun of the carnival gone because you know what it is and how it works?
No, it's a new beginning.
I can replay the game knowing what's going on.
Sure the ride won't be the same, but the theme of the carnival remains.
I can go through the park and take it all in with a new understanding of what is going on.
It's going to be great.

The portals of Heaven and Hell are masculine solstices.
There are also the portals of the two equinoxes.
Yes, those are the entrances to the carnival and the exit.
Everyone knows or will know those gates.
The eastern gate is where you pay your admission to the fair.
To stay in the fairgrounds past the expiration of your ticket requires you to find your way to the next level of the carnival which can be Heaven or Hell.
To stay in the game is to go to Heaven or Hell when you get the call.
You exit the grounds through the west and pick your next destination.
Can't you just retrace your steps and leave via the east.
No.
Why not?
The turnstiles are one way.
You're fucked as soon as you enter.
That's what Hotel California is teaching you.
You can check out anytime you like, but you can never leave.
You check out through the western gates.
This is a puzzle.
The first thought is can I get out in the east?
They have that covered.
You must wake up, exit in the west, and then don't choose your next destination.
Heaven is inviting, so you will choose that one.
You are hypnotized into following the white light.
Yes, no one chooses Hell except for the truly insane.
Hell is a lonely place.
If you are looking for some peace and quiet then you could always choose Hell.
What's limbo?
There are those who haven't made a choice.
They aren't awake; they are indecisive.
I will do do nothing.
Correct.
When your time comes, exit through the western gates with everyone else.
When you see the white light, remain in place.
Hang out with Dion and then it will fall away.
Why won't I be in limbo?
You are awake.
If you are in limbo, you are still hypnotized.
Got it.

I saw the white light and the two serpent Goddesses with Huachuma.
I remember that day well.
What do you think that was?
I vibrated like crazy.
It was electric throughout my whole body.
A Kundalini experience.
If I had to articulate it, I'd say it is what happens at death.
It was my trial run.
What did you do?
Nothing.
Why?
It was pretty crazy.
I had to kneel down and then was sweating.
I can see now that is why at death you would be scared at first but then quickly move past it.
The two serpent Goddesses are there waiting to escort you to the white light.
Your next stop on the ride.
Your destiny.
They comfort you.
Yes, you continue on in the illusion.
You didn't go.
No, I observed it, but I didn't become the white light.
When you die you head to the white light and become the white light.
You choose that portal and the illusion of the serpent Goddesses keeps you ensnared.
So, I got past that one.
Yes.
How do I know?
You took pictures afterwards.
You recorded the aftermath on your camera.
If you died and went to Heaven you'd have left everything behind.
Makes sense.
Yes, of course.
That's why you do stuff like that because you will question whether you have died or not and whether the mind is just generating the continuance of your story.
Who would generate the Heaven story?
Your mind if it's being fooled.
Oh, right.
That's clever.
If you are hypnotized by the Goddess she can send you to Heaven or Hell in the continuance of the carnival ride called Maya.
So, where am I now?
Fucking around on her ride.
She wants you off.
Why?
You are dangerous.
You're going to tell everyone about the illusion.
No one listens to me.

if i did die and I'm creating my own reality, I'm very good at it.
Well, you were told in 2020 to kill yourself in order to live.
You had already done that.
This is your reality.
You have the keys to creating this reality because it's yours.
You are responsible for it.
You let it be and go with the flow, therefore, you do not interfere with it.
You take solace in trusting what has been written beforehand and go with it because you know it will work out.
This is your story.
You can change it if you want, but you know going with the flow has brought you to this point in your life.
I think we know what you think of where you are in life.
It's everything I wanted.
This is what I'd write.
The world is a soap opera.
It's a comedy and a tragedy.
On it goes.

If you don't fit into the collective, the herd will subconsciously remind you it is time to go.
Then there will be signs telling you to leave.
Is that what you want?
Given the choice, most will choose to remain within society and forget about the whole waking up trip.
If you still want to leave the herd perhaps you can manage to get a cabin in the woods and go off by yourself.
Spiritual seekers go up the mountain and become hermits.
The chief reason isn't because of a need for solitude, it's because society doesn't want them around waking others up.
The superego is all powerful and rules over you.
You conform to fit in or you are cast out.
How have you managed to stay within the collective?
I learned the secret is to ignore them and do nothing.
I have a job and mostly keep to myself.
It's very strange now.
There are some who if I run into them will talk to me about suicide.
I know the game, so I have a chuckle and entertain them.
Another one will tell me to watch out for tree branches that might fall on my head.
They are called widow makers.
I see what they are doing.
When that didn't work, they came out and told me to scram.
A weak mind will either conform or leave the community.
What did you do?
I would describe it as a figurative middle finger.
I know others who want to run off from society.
They entertain the thought.
They succumbed to the pressure exerted on them by the collective and got mad at me.
They hurled invective at me though all I did was encourage them to exit society.
Well, yeah, they were going to go off with you, so of course you took the full on hit.

If you aren't awake you will have no idea you are the victim of mind control.
You are a shell of who you are and conform to the wishes of society.
What are you doing?
I do enough so that I keep the mob away.
I work and I now make an effort to be social.
It is a good exercise to see the zombified humans do their rituals.
What's that?
They gather, have their ritual libations of alcohol, and commiserate.
Nobody dares to take a step towards awakening.
Those who get to know me, know I've done it and I don't care.
I give others enough clues, so they start to wonder.
They know there is something mysterious about me.
It's a good game to play.
I am having fun being known as this strange and mysterious person.

The Peyote people are exchanging the mind control of society for their own.
The weird part is they don't hide it.
They tell you to stare into the fire and get hypnotized.
Did you do that?
No.
Why not?
I knew what they were doing.
They are strange.
You transfer mind control from the superego to their god of fire.
Then the leader tells you what to do.
They baffle you with their rules about how you can walk into the tipi and other dumb shit.
If you cared, you'd warn others about this cult.
Yeah, but whatever.
People can figure it out on their own.
It's simple once you see it.
No one sees it.
The innocent get sucked in.
That's what they wanted.
They wanted to wake up and exit society, but they weren't ready to go it alone, so they gave up control to another party.
They must think there is no escape.
Well, they aren't wrong.
You can't get away from the carnival without ending it prematurely if you get my drift.

If you had died that day with Huachuma and the Kundalini experience with the white light, where would you be now?
I'd be in Heaven.
How do you know?
I would have headed towards the white light.
That's what people do.
I remember afterwards this woman teaching me how to ground myself.
She knew I was out there.
Why didn't you head towards the white light?
I was awestruck and I never felt a pull.
There wasn't anything within telling me to go to the white light.
I just looked at it and then returned.
I wrote it all down afterwards.
I know I'm not in Heaven.
How?
I'm free.
If you are in Heaven there's no freedom.
Maybe you are in Hell?
No, there's rules where I am.
Hell is a free for all.
I'm confident I didn't drop dead at the carnival that day.
It has all been part of my awakening experience.
To awaken you must at some point see the white light.
That's what the frog medicine Kambo is for.
The poison brings you to a point of expiration and the practitioner will bring you back.
I didn't experience that with Kambo.
I'd already done that trip.
So, you are still at the carnival.
I'm pretty sure of it.
That's enough for me to go on.

You think you lifted the veil of Isis?
Yeah.
What makes you so special?
I went looking for her.
So what.
She's the Red Lady.
The Femme Fatale.
She's the Goddess of the West.
Amentet.
She will end you.
That's why no man will dare to approach.
Instead, you are to wait for her to come to you and then you know it is your end.
I, on the other hand, went looking for her.
It's quite the adventure.
I'd definitely give it 5 stars on TripAdvisor.