Multidimensional food for thought....
“What, then, is the soul but a prisoner of your flesh? An undying yet constrained energy, bound and enslaved within a shuffling, steadily rotting suit of tissue and savage needs?” ~David Wong
The Voice in The Mind
We are all prisoners of the voice in our minds, and slaves to our programmed emotions, traumas, fears, intellect, ambition and the ‘poor wronged little I’. Many people identify their ‘ego I’ as being the center of their universe, and the ‘I am so and so’ and ‘I do this’ is who they are, lock, stock and barrel. The personality and its world (‘whirled’) is the total sum of their awareness- the only thing that is real in terms of the five senses.
Constant Replay
‘I’ spends its days busy thinking about its hopes, dreams, chores, agendas and how they can be achieved. ‘I am’ revisits the past, dwells on grievances, betrayals and sleights which replay over and over again in the present along with all the feelings and sensations of the original event…
When we begin to observe our thoughts we realize that there are two opposite polarities operating in our consciousness, two separate minds: one with a divine connection to Source, and the other connected to the reptile mind, the mind of the matrix machine – with all the variations in between. The reptile survival at all costs mind is the consciousness of the predator, the chatterer that distracts and distracts, and when the mind is quiet and connected, it tries to trigger our traumas and take control.
Who Is Thinking
Who or what is thinking? – who or what resurrects past grievances and disappointments that fan our pain and fill our hearts with misery? Who or what is the voice that dictates, argues and whines, decrees our social mores and puts us on constant replay?
Artificial Intelligence
The separate I is the mind of the predator – the Artificial Intelligence, impostor consciousness and ‘phantom self’ that has taken over the rule of our lives. We live its purpose not ours, and its ‘whirled’ is the sacrificial reality we call the third dimension – the Luciferian construct that uses the polarities of the hive mind to run the show of opposites and conflict we call life.
The Binding of Saturn/Sol
Without the dictator, our minds would be quiet, clear and in touch with Source. The parasite’s world would dissolve, and we would once again be the powerful beings of our myths and legends – the Golden Age when Saturn was our Sun. Saturn is now bound, limited and constrained by electro-magnetic rings of power, modulators of energy and information – and so are we.
Survival Mode
The AI, the cunning machine that oils the cogs of this dimension knows and fears our true power, and is in constant survival mode. It knows our limitations, our weaknesses and strengths and plays us like a discordant fiddle. The poor little me, I am the greatest, control religions, arrogance and self righteous indignation are its tools. It has us all sown up, cocooned in a fake reality of its own design…
Two States of Being
There is a difference between mind – the thinking I am – Cogito Ergo Sum and the awareness that comes when the voice that dictates the rules of the game is silenced. When we observe self and others we can see the well worn grooves of our mental programming, the machinations of the A.I that has usurped our multi-dimensionality and created a false paradigm, an illusion that we think is real…
Silence
“Out beyond ideas of wrong doing and right doing there is a field. I’ll meet you there. When the soul lies down in the grass the world is too full to talk about.” ~Rumi
For so many the busy mind drowns the true self…. It cannot be quiet because silence is its greatest enemy. It has to have noise, drama, intrigue and violence to smother its fear of discovery. How many of us surround ourselves with constant noise? How many of us are frightened by silence?
The Shaman’s Road
“I am already given to the power that rules my fate. And I cling to nothing, so I will have nothing to defend.I have no thoughts, so I will see. I fear nothing, so I will remember myself. Detached and at ease, I will dart past the Eagle to be free.” ~Don Juan Matus
Energetic reality can only happen when the mind is quiet and our intuitive awareness uses intent to pierce the veil that shrouds our multi dimensional capabilities. Only then can one perceive a greater reality, a realm that lies behind the buttons, triggers and sense bound levers of the matrix mind.
Investigation into self is the road of the shaman, the spiritual warrior who uses the clarity of the quiet mind as a doorway to infinity. The mystic sees beyond the illusion, the electro-magnetic shroud that shuts us off from our multi-dimensional power house. He/she understands that access to this immense pool of energy is blocked and crowded out by the constant chatter of the busy thinking mind.
Creating Reality
Clarity allows us to touch the power of Source, move beyond the numbing, repetitive ritual of everyday life in the matrix, and experience realities beyond the limitations of the human condition. The expansion of our awareness and understanding allows us to create our own reality, and manifest our desires in the physical ‘whirled’- we become the master of the I and not its servant.
The Journey
Cultivating a quiet mind is the key to our liberation but it takes time. Impatience can be a problem because we want to get there quickly but often our progress is slow and disconcerting… Our lives are turned upside down. The going gets rough and many of us experience the dark night of the soul – the desolation of separation. It is this very experience that aids us on our journey to Source and makes us stronger and wiser – and when the old paradigm dies a new awareness is born.
AsWithin... SoWithout
*read entire article @ http://www.zengardner.com/prisoners-of-the-voice/
Replies
Thought I owed myself some honesty.
What a thing. When the character becomes stronger than the actor.
I know I'm playing myself within this drama, and yes. It doesn't matter, how is it even possible?
Lacking humor, of course. After all, it is what it is.
Too afraid of light to play around with it. To enjoy life.
Understandable why they left, suicide. Imagine a misserable life, longing for that which is but the reflection of a fake shadow, defined by it. They felt decieved by their own design. Not real enough.
So, from the ego, the person, they hanged themselves despite the blueprint, their very purpose before taking on such personas within our experience.
Brilliant, traumatic leverage as a form of escape.
They never stopped playing, even while being the victim.
I shouldn't have believed myself to begin with. Yet drama is rising, just before the grand finale.
Speaking of archons and reptilians and what not. People shouldn't be so afraid of their own reflection... and there's no enemy but One. Just so you know.