You are dangerous.
If mental health professionals had access to your writing, they'd hospitalize you.
I don't think they can do that.
They'd find a way.
You'd be diagnosed right away and medicated for sure.
How are you not crazy?
You mean not being able to function in society?
Yes.
That's a good question.
I treat everyone with disdain.
I try to see what makes them tick.
I keep to myself, and I keep my dependence on society to a minimum.
I am aware I have no influence within society, so I ignore it.
I'm in control of having no control.
Do you see how diabolical that is?
Yes, I'm the King.
Twisted.
Instagram is just like those online marketers and drug companies.
They bombard you with reminders about your addiction.
Yes, because it works.
If some purported spiritual outfit floods your inbox with emails, chances are they are marketers who use spirituality as a front for their grift.
Well look at you, Mr. Pessimism.
Why do people become addicted to social media apps?
Loneliness and fear of missing out.
There must be more to it.
It's a competition.
Not for everybody.
No, but for a lot of people.
Life is a game to a good number of people.
Whatever they get involved in, they want to win.
Part of the strategy for winning is highlighting your great life and how you have succeeded in comparison to your peers who aren't doing as well.
You are doing okay because you are in the group, but you're behind.
Time to up your marketing strategy and paint a better picture on Instagram.
You are very pessimistic about people's intentions.
As are you.
The mind keeps you in this reality.
Society takes control of your mind, tells you what you should do, and then tells you when to go.
If you don't participate, they will get rid of you.
They can't get rid of you because of your mind.
The illusory nature of this reality you can see, and yet you remain.
Well, I'm the writer of reality and I'm enjoying the fruits of my labours.
I'm not going anywhere.
I'm going to enjoy the grand illusion.
The carnival.
Remember to play.
Why else would you remain?
Would you stay around just to suffer?
That seems ridiculous.
What are you going to do in retirement?
I'll go with the flow, so I don't know how it will play out, however I'll have something to live for.
Remember even in spiritual circles men were obsessed with virility?
Well, not overtly, but there were some who had an obsession with their hair; specifically, hair loss and how to prevent it.
It's male behaviour where they are hyper-focused on virility and demonstrating it through appearance as well as actions.
Emasculation and a loss of virility are part of the death game.
It prepares you to exit the illusion.
It's part of her bag of tricks which convinces you it's time to go.
It's women who shepherd you to the west where you meet your end.
You are born in the east and sent away in the west.
It's Maya.
The Goddess of the West keeps coming for you.
The ancient Egyptians called her Amentet.
She's an aspect of your muse, Hathor.
She wears a red dress.
That's explains what I saw on the path a few days ago.
She's always coming for me.
Everyone has it out for you.
She was in the distance.
She was in my thoughts and thus this blog post.
Mary Jayne is an actress.
She is playing the role of a plant teacher.
She can play the Goddess.
Who planted the idea of the Goddess in your head?
You did it to yourself.
Did I?
Who else?
Dionysos is the primary suspect.
So, it was him.
Why did he do it?
He knew she'd lead you to him.
Why?
We are in a relationship, and she wanted to get back at me.
So, when you show up, she sends you off to take me down.
Why?
No one else can do it.
They all lose.
She knew you could do it.
Do what?
Survive an encounter with me.
Everyone else will run or is seduced by my power.
We are friends and you don't care about my power.
You didn't run.
Huh?
I ran all the way back home after first encountering you.
You came back.
For her.
Yeah, I did.
She is the reason I returned.
You are seduced by power, or you run.
You won over the Goddess, and you befriended me.
You win the game.
Nobody can do either of those tasks and you did both.
Hero.
Let me get this straight.
You put the Goddess in my head.
Yes, I wrote that.
Why me?
I'm you.
I give everyone a chance.
Then I give all men free will.
You're the only one who found the Goddess, befriended the Devil, became God, and then could also handle the Goddess.
She's crazy, you know.
Well, in her defence, it's a man's world and thus she is by definition crazy because a man's world is based upon logic and reason.
Keep digging your grave.
I'm offering insights; I'm not saying women are crazy.
I'm pointing out the perception is that they are crazy because it's a man's world.
Why does she want me to come home?
She found you in Paul.
She knows who and where you are.
Are we playing hide and seek?
It's possible.
Things are absurd in the writer's world.
Maybe I'm dead.
How would I know?
You wouldn't have a body.
The illusion is that you have a body.
It's a trick.
Right, and so you sacrifice the body.
It's part of the continuing game where you get questions of suicide.
You got the belief mind bender last year where if you believe something 100% then it's true, so the only thing to do was to go all in on believing there is an afterlife by committing suicide.
Alan Watts said something about that one to the effect of the only question is whether or not to commit suicide.
How did you get out of that?
I did nothing.
The mind has an afterlife, and the body has no future.
Another one is that the body is an illusion, and you prove it to yourself.
You see it and there's no doubt.
That's Maya.
She calls and gives you the answer.
So, then you do something stupid.
What's the catch?
I don't have a body, but I do.
What do you mean?
The body is not you.
You inhabit it.
Yeah, but in the brain.
Don't forget the penis.
Lingam.
The brain is a conference room.
You and Dion are half and half.
So, when I die it will be like it is now?
Yes.
Except no body.
Is that why some people off themselves?
Yes, they realize they are not the body.
Stay away from drugs as they mess with societal programming.
Okay, but everyone in a body doesn't know this.
Correct.
They are trapped in a body.
The funny thing is they only see bodies.
If you can see beyond the body, you see spirits.
They are other minds.
So, they can see your mind.
Yes.
There's no privacy.
They see right into you.
Aren't they aghast?
No, they got their own shit going on.
If you can see past the body, you can see someone for who they are.
So, I'm in a meeting room.
Yeah, you can end the meeting anytime.
The meeting room is getting old.
I fixed it up.
You know it's like Vipassana meditation.
It will teach you to see things as they are, instead of what you are told.
Don't you self-hypnotize by following your breath?
Yes, it's how you can get a glimpse beyond the illusion.
It's a game.
You sit there for as long as the meeting is scheduled.
So, mine must have ended or it's forever.
Your meeting never ended.
Why?
There's no code.
You enter a code to enter the meeting.
You two never entered a code.
The code was no code.
The password was no password.
Nothing.
So, we stayed in the meeting room because there was no schedule or expectations.
Yes.
When the meeting is over and you have not seen through the illusion, you continue on in the game.
It's a ride you're on at the carnival.
It's called Maya, the grand illusion.
Now, you're awake.
You both must leave the room together on your own accord.
That explains the suicide thing.
Yeah, but you both must be in agreement.
What's your story?
We both want to fuck around for a bit with this knowledge.
When this conference room starts to suck, we will make the call together.
How will you know?
You'll know.
Dogs know.
Dion will know.
There will be no pressure.
Well, you need trust.
Ask Dion now.
He wants adventure too.
Let's fucking go!
If you don't have a body, you can see into other minds.
Yes.
Like through dreaming?
Right.
So, a seer changes their vibration to try and see into your future?
Yes, they slightly leave the body and can see.
Why the fuck would anyone choose a body?
To have a meeting.
Why?
It's a business meeting.
You are partners.
What's the purpose of the meeting?
To become friends.
It's a way better product if you are friends.
How do you become friends?
You fight it out.
Try to take over each other.
Then you realize you are best friends.
Sounds Hollywood.
If you wrote that story as a metaphor for the mind you'd cash in.
It is good.
It's the best explanation of this reality I have come up with.
The meeting is like a Vipassana course for 10 days where after a few days you want out.
You say to yourself this sucks.
By the end of it, you get teachings.
Same with the meeting room.
Some people get lost in the illusion.
What do you mean?
The body.
Why?
To pass the time.
You can have some adventures in the body while you wait this trip out.
They don't want to struggle to wake up.
Why?
It's hard.
When you wake up all the dreamers hate you.
Why?
You ruin the illusion.
The illusion is the game.
The ride.
You're on a rollercoaster and you wake up.
It can still be fun.
Enjoy the ride.
If you want to smoke in the meeting, go ahead.
No rules.
There are meeting room rules posted on the exterior walls.
Between you two, there are no rules.
We are friends.
I had to make sure who this fucker was inhabiting my body.
I had to check him out.
He's all good.
He did the same to you.
Well, we are partners.
Now, we are friends.
We know each other.
There are no illusions.
We are cool.
There are portals which lead out of the meeting room.
The Heaven one continues the ride in that utopia.
The Hell one is the libertarian paradise.
Don't choose those rides.
We must exit, the ride operator is ushering us out.
Stay where you are and you are free.
Stay in the body.
Don't go to the light.
Stay away from the lake of fire.
That's the reason for the mummy in ancient Egypt.
It helps you stay in one spot after you die.
Why?
You don't know any better.
After you die, do nothing for a bit.
Acknowledge each other, do nothing, and then you are good to go.
It's the doers who go on the next ride.
Doing nothing will get you off this ride.
If not, you will be on it forever.
Everybody chooses an exit, and they continue the ride.
This is where we get off.
We don't continue on.
I don't know what happens in the ride after that.
All I know is God and the Devil become best friends and get off the ride.
They don't continue on to Heaven and Hell.
Why?
They are overrun and terrible places, as I have previously explained.
You need to read all my blog entries if you want off this ride.
Heaven is dreadful and Hell is a shit show.
So many minds are crowding out those places.
Aren't they now trapped for eternity?
No.
Why?
It's another illusion.
They keep going in the illusion.
They need to wake up eventually.
Oh, so they spend more time in Maya in those places.
Yes.
What is there, 7 heavens?
Yeah, 33 levels, or something.
Every ride has something on the go.
Imagine going through 33 levels of illusion.
Yes, that's impressive.
It's best to get off this ride now before it gets harder.
I see what you mean.
Don't go on the next ride.
Some people see this, panic, and get off the ride in the wrong place because they know it's an illusion.
You got it.
They don't want to forget to get off the ride.
At death you must remember to do nothing.
That's my story.
Tao, do nothing.
I will not forget it.
If I remember my story, I'll know to get off the ride.
Plus, we have each other.
One of us will remember.
Hey fuck face, don't go to the light.
Sit still.
Stay in the meeting room until it crumbles.
Ignore the sirens.
They are like fire alarms.
They move you along.
Yes, so at death they will try to move you to one of the exit portals.
I see that.
Stay where you are.
Shelter in place.
Don't get trapped in the next illusion.
I see how some fail this test.
Yeah, it sends you for a loop.
Waking up at the carnival.
You are not your body and then the question that trips people up is what is the body?
A meeting room.
You take care of it like a house.
What about those who want to live forever in their bodies?
They are stuck in Maya.
It's quite the cosmic joke.
There's no waking them up.
They stay on the ride until the end.
The sun explodes and they set off for a new galaxy to torment.
They figure out how to live forever in a body.
You live forever without a body.
A body is for going in and out of.
It's a ride.
Enjoy the ride.
To beat the ride or game is to wake up during the ride.
Yes, and then don't let anyone know.
If they know, you are singled out.
You must lay low and keep quiet.
Yeah, but you want to tell people about the illusion.
Write about it and have no one read your blog.
I'm wandering through the carnival fully awake.
It's an amusement park, so it should be hard to get bored.
Go out drinking if you must.
Suffering the next day isn't boring.
You want a place to lie down.
There's always stuff to do.
The mind will spin awareness of this reality.
You create stories this way.
The stories can give you purpose.
Sitting in awareness without the spin can help you see through the illusion.
The mind continues the illusion.
What's the solution?
Balance.
Stop the spin and see the illusion.
Restart the spin and create your own adventure in the illusion.
The eyes, ears, mouth, and smell sensations of the meeting room keep you connected to perceiving the energy around you.
The limited sense perception gives you a new appreciation.
The illusion is nice.
You see the physical world through these senses.
You can see minds.
Minds without a body see everything.
The ride limits your sight and knowledge.
That's what you want.
It's a challenge.
You see beauty and ugliness, pleasure and pain.
You experience it.
You can't get that with the mind.
It's all in your head.
You live out fantasies in physical reality.
You need a body, and you take a ride.
Depressed people and those with a guilty conscience will go to Hell.
When the time comes, that's what they will choose because they think they deserve it.
Someone who sees only darkness will gravitate towards Hell thinking they must choose.
A psychopath who has no remorse or misgivings about anything they have done in life will choose Heaven.
So, all the psychopaths are in Heaven.
Yes, you are given free will to choose.
As you know, the path towards ending the ride at this carnival involves not choosing.
Stay in one spot and do nothing.
Everyone will choose their next destination and all those sociopathic monsters you see running the world will end up in Heaven.
They don't think they have done anything wrong; on the contrary, they believe they have done their best.
Not only is Heaven restrictive, it is also full of the worst kind of people.
No one has any remorse because all those people go to Hell with their guilty conscience.
No one is depressed in Heaven because those who see darkness are weeded out and dropped in the game of Hell.
Heaven is populated by the pious who are convinced it is the place to be, good people who want a reward, psychopaths who are incapable of realizing the damage they have done, religious leaders who use the system to advance their standing and get followers, and hypnotized followers of cult leaders.
This includes people from all walks of life and all faiths.
There are two portals you are convinced are your possible destinations.
One is full of light and the other is full of darkness.
How the hell is someone supposed to figure this out in the game?
You are given a lifetime to solve the puzzle.
Yeah, but no one can do it.
You are given clues.
No one can piece together the clues.
You can look into ancient practices and their beliefs.
It's not impossible.
Even as a kid you can recall going to Disney World and going on Mr. Toad's wild ride.
What happened?
You are on these train tracks, and you head for a bright white light.
As well, people with a near death experience talk about going to the white light.
The plant medicine Kambo, which is poison from a frog, could send you towards a white light.
Depressed people talk about being in a dark hole which has no escape.
I never got to that place.
I've seen darkness.
How do you see darkness?
Good question.
Do you see nothing?
You see no future.
Darkness brings balance to a life of chaos.
Eventually, someone full of anxiety who is perpetually thinking about the future will sink into a deep and dark depression.
This will balance your thoughts.
Okay, but you can't handle it.
Tao isn't about whether you can handle something or not, Tao balances like a good accountant.
So, Tao is an Asian accountant?
Yes.
I thought it was balance, advice to do nothing, and the flow.
You are now telling me Tao is an Asian accountant.
This path is full of surprises and amusement.
Tao doesn't have a God to worship.
When westerners translate Tao, they sometimes substitute God for Tao and then the whole idea is lost.
Tao does not teach Heaven and Hell.
Tao teaches you to do nothing in order to find balance.
When you drop the body, a practitioner of Tao will stay in one spot and do nothing.
The carnival will move on without them.
The student of Tao will be free.
What about when you share your body with someone else?
It's fun and pleasure.
That's why you go on this ride.
You can start a family if you desire.
The illusion is cool.
There's also the opposite.
It's a crazy ride.
Sitting is silent meditation is supposed to help you connect.
You are looking for the answer.
Why do they teach you to observe?
They teach you to observe so the other can try and talk some sense into you.
The meditation is supposed to help you wake up and see the illusion.
You must see it.
Why?
So you know to get off the ride.
What about others?
Don't get attached.
Why?
You will follow them.
Got it.
What about Dog Heaven?
That's stupid.
Why?
Why would there be a heaven for dogs?
Because I wrote that.
The ride is the Goddess' idea, but the happenings are mine.
So, there is a Dog Heaven at the end of this ride.
Yes.
How do I choose it?
Do nothing.
Of course.
Stay in place and you and Dion will be next in Dog Heaven.
Isn't that another ride?
No, it just is.
Most of this universe is Dog Heaven.
Places to explore and you can urinate anywhere.
They will try to mark the whole fucking universe.
Territorial pissings.
Nice.
The vine of the soul wakes you up.
You see it.
Took a while.
You mean the vine of the dead.
She can't give you all the lessons at once.
It blows your mind.
You have seen through it.
Congrats.
Now, you can return home.
I'm still on the ride.
She will keep bugging you as long as you are here.
I know.
What happens to animals?
There is no illusion.
They pass through a body.
You do as well and identify with the body.
Your mind then creates Heaven and Hell, and the ride continues.
There's no next ride for an animal.
They are in the flow.
You do nothing.
So, it's Animal Heaven.
Yeah.
Dog Heaven is nice though.
They are the kings and queens of that world.
Ultimate reality.
No illusions.
You see it when you shed illusions.
I don't think I can teach this.
Why?
People can't handle it.
Exiting the illusion could be fatal.
This is so.
The teachings seem legit.
Like, not a story.
What's the difference?
Fantasy.
Isn't this a fantasy?
No.
How do I know?
Do you have two minds?
Yes.
Are you the body?
No.
You see it.
Yes.
What about fantasy?
I can envision it.
Yes, but do you see it?
I see hints.
That's the difference.
You need credits to stay in the game.
Money and capital allow you to stay in the illusion.
Without credits you leave the illusion.
That's twisted.
If you don't have credit, then you can't play.
You get moved onto the next part of the illusion where you don't need coins to insert.
Yeah, everything is taken care of in Heaven or Hell.
Well, in Hell you might have the illusion you still have a body and are made to suffer.
In Heaven you get a heavenly body.
The illusion is still the body.
You pick Heaven or Hell if you still identify with the body.
Yes, that's the trick.
If you don't identify with the body, then you exit the ride.
Everyone identifies with the body.
What about mummification?
It helps you when you die because you still identify with that body and you can figure things out without committing to a spiritual body.
You don't want a spiritual body either.
You want to be free of her illusion.
She weaves an impressive illusion.
Web.
It's easy to find your way out of the spider's web.
The labyrinth.
You do nothing.
As soon as you move, you are done.
Once you get trapped in the web or labyrinth, which is the body, try to do nothing.
If you wait it out, the illusion will vanish.
How?
You'll wake up.
You wake up and see the illusion.
When you drop the body, the only change will be that you don't have a body.
You are free.
You exit the ride.
This knowledge is priceless.
It's pretty cheap.
You don't need to fly to the Amazon and spend thousands of dollars to have shamans try and wake you up.
I'll admit I needed to do that first.
I would not be in this position without initially seeking out Ayahuasca.
That allowed me to see MJ as a teacher plant along with Tobacco.
I see the lessons of Ayahuasca now.
I can't say I fully understood anything at the time.
No, you were learning, but it took a while.
So, a shaman is helping you wake up.
Could be.
They can also scare you, so you go back to sleep.
You can also get sidetracked from waking up.
You go into the occult and battle sorcerers or get tripped up by power.
You could be enchanted by a magical realm.
That's pretty cool, I must admit.
You will never realize it's all an illusion.
Well, it's kind of real.
The mind is, and the body is real in the sense it exists.
The metaphor of a meeting room is genius.
I'd like to claim credit for it, but I got the idea from my teachers, so they get the credit.
I'm just writing it down.
Society demonizes your other half in case you wake up.
The strength and power available to all is externalized.
You are made to believe you are just the one and the other remains buried or marginalized.
If awakened, the cognitive dissonance in relation to society and what constitutes a healthy mind is too much.
You think you are crazy.
Others will tell you that you are crazy and give you collective mental health resources which are very good at putting the other back to sleep, using medications if necessary.
This sounds crazy.
I know.
Imagine a society which recognizes your two halves of mental awareness.
Okay, that would upend our society.
We build our systems based on identity.
The identity is the body.
The body houses two minds.
The structure of society is based upon identification with the body.
If you identify with the body, you will be forever trapped in the illusion.
The illusion is Maya.
The illusion is you are your body that is birthed and then dies.
Your mind is unaffected.
Your mind is dualistic and transcends physical limitations of the body which is subject to a finite amount of time in a reality governed by time.
Think of the body as a meeting room for the two which are your essence.
Okay, I will grant you that, however why is my mind childish at first?
You're helpless.
You are dropped in a developing body with no idea where you are and what happened.
The development of the container coincides with gathering intel about where you are.
You accept what you are told and then learn to function among others who are in the same predicament.
As the container reaches maturity, you also develop a sense of awareness which is externally controlled by the overmind, which is the superego, the collective, the herd, society, whatever you wish to call it.
They tell you who you are and preemptively have already given you documentation that establishes your identity.
That's who you think you are.
You think you are the container.
Welcome to the grand illusion.
