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| "Spoon Boy: Do not try and bend the spoon. That's impossible. Instead only try to realize the truth. Neo: What truth? Spoon Boy: There is no spoon. Neo: There is no spoon? Spoon Boy: Then you'll see that it is not the spoon that bends... it is only yourself." - The Matrix |
Welcome! For years, I've bumbled around aimlessly attempting to document my Quest in the form of a book. The universe seems to be egging me on to give a blog a shot, so here I am. What's up with the 'The Egg' meme? I'll get around to an eggsplanation one day. For some reason the egg decided to play a role (an egg-roll?) in my story. Fear not... this blog is not about eggs, puns, jokes, and yolks; I'll soon eggshaust all the egg puns and get on with my story.
In short, this blog is intended to be a creative writing approach to a Grail Diary. I've arrived at the belief that we are ALL incarnated in a human form upon this Earth within some kind of God-created-matrix to complete our own Quest. We must each walk our own path, play our own game, ascend through all the levels, solve our own riddles, slay our own DragOns (what habit are you allowing to drag-on?), rescue our princess or prince, and save our own world to become the Hero of our own story. Going with this 'Quest' approach to the purpose of life, I see it like a one-player video game played against 'The Machine'. We are not competing against one another... only ourselves, but we all share the same world in our Quests. In my Quest, I am 'Player One' and I view y'all as supporting cast members or extras (or maybe just NPCs: non-player characters... perhaps not... I doubt NPC's would be reading my blog). In your Quest, you play the lead role, and the rest of us participate in your experience in some inferior role. If you pass all the tests and reach your mountain top ... congratulations!.. you win your golden chalice and your soul moves on to a some unknown higher level. If you don't... I guess it's like Bill Murray in Groundhog day for you: keep inserting quarters and play 'The Game" over and over until you get it right. What follows is an eggcentric account of my 'egg hunt'... my Quest for my Holy Grail. A description of my Quest might seem utterly preposterous to you, just as yours might seem ridiculous to me. Regardless, this is a story of my Hero's Journey, and I'm telling it as I see it and am inspired. Enjoy!
For what it's worth: I think I have to say that my ramblings fall under section 107 of the fair use copy-write act of 1976. Ya, ya, ya, I used someone else's stuff. Sorry. They say a picture is worth a thousand words... thanks for saving me a lot of typing! The vast majority of images on this blog are images or screenshots I have captured along the way in order to help tell my tale; some images are my own. I try to give credit where credit is due. And, I try to make note of when I modify an image so no one accuses me of trying to 'pull a stunt'. Onward!
Some introducktory eggsplanations:
Head for the eggzit now if you can't keep an open mind (or can't get through one page of stupid egg puns). Not everyone's Quest-script is remotely similar; some are radically different; all are unique. Read this as non-fiction, fiction, the ingredient list on a chewing gum wrapper, or the speakings of a raving lunatic… whatever you choose. I intend this to be a magnum opus, dissertation-like account of my quirky, wonderful, bewildering, unbelievable, frightening and enlightening Arthurian Legend of a Life experience. Know that there is no intent of hubris and, above all else, I am human and fallible... but I always try to be humble and do the right thing. The sum of my intentions is to be the best that I can possibly be in hopes of reaching that highest level, ringing the brass bell, and collecting that golden trophy perched over the rainbow atop the crown chakra. Know that I believe every human is created equal and we are all here on our own missions; writing this is apparently part of mine. Know that I really, REALLY don’t feel like writing this, but one could say I am tasked with it, so I’m tackling it. It may take a while and there might be gaps in posting dates, but I'll get it done. It is like an essay that I’ve been putting off for far to long. I’m pulling the ‘wordS from the Stone’ in the process becoming an author [Arthur] by writing [riding] of [on] his Quest. I don’t claim at all to be a great or even good writer, so I won’t pretend to be won:-P I guess I could say I felt inspired to write... might as well have a little fun with it. So, be inspired yourself, awakened, bored, discombobulated, or simply entertained. However, please don't get angry. If you begin to feel offended with anything I write, please, please, please come back and reread this page to regroup your thoughts and emotions.
Warning: puzzling contents ahead...
In the posts to come, you may read foreign, bizarre, occult concepts like: Magic/Majik, Green Language / Language of the Birds / Twilight Language, etc. Just because you have not come across a concept in your travels does not mean that it is not real or true. 'Occult’ means “to hide” or keep hidden from the eye [the root is 'Oculus' in Latin: 'eye like opening']. Believe what you want when you leave this blog, however, it helps if you suspend disbelief and accept for the duration of reading that there really is some form of ‘majik’ being used on Earth today... however, it's not the 'magic' with which you are accustom. A perfect eggsample of the majik used in the world is simply the duality of words to make ‘spells’ (wizards use 'spells' and languages use 'spells'... and that IS by design). The words magic and majik are a perfect, yet hidden, example: teach the masses that ‘magic’ is a stage performer doing a card trick or pulling a rabbit out of his hat, or Harry Potter flying on his broomstick or zapping Voledemort with his magic wand, and they never suspect that in reality, there is a hidden type of ‘majik’ that occult [hidden] groups of the world use to manipulate the minds of the unsuspecting sheeple (goy, profane, unwashed masses, etc.). Their magic/majik is ancient and transcends the scattering of the languages in Babylon, perhaps by 10's or 100's of thousands of years or even longer. Or, perhaps 'there is no spoon' and its just an evil part of the construct of my/our matrix from the beginning. It is ‘mental magic’, 'dark magik', predictive programming and brainwashing through media, ‘spelling’ of words with multiple meanings [or ‘spells’] targeted at the subconscious, unsuspecting mind. In other words, ages ago, "THEY" created the languages with the intention of manipulating humanity far into the future. Examples: The word ‘Hollywood’ literally means ‘Holy Wood’ or ‘magic wand’. Government = gubenare (means to control, to govern) + ment (means mind), so... 'government' literally means “mind control”… it is right in the words (spells). Lastly... keep in mind there is ‘fail-safe directive’ built into this mind-control program: if someone attempts to convince you that you are under mind-control or a 'majik spell', you are to throw up a mental wall, shut down listening/reading/watching, and label that person as crazy lunatic conspiracy theorist! Try to resist these pre-programmed directives and open your mind.
There are layers of language (spells) that the common person (sheeple? goy? profane?) is not aware of. While it is in use all around us, the masses have no suspicion it exists because it was never taught to our conscious brain and is targeted to only reach the edge of the sub-consciousness. Example: take a deeper look at the italicized words - a soldier in the military goes to war. On the surface, or in the conscious brain, we all know a 'soldier' is a person in an army, the 'military' is a countries armed force, and 'war' is string of battles between countries. Further, keep in mind that we are taught to worship soldiers and adorn them with medals and hero titles. However, in the deep, deep, subconscious of our minds these special words register something akin to 'a soul-dier in the my-light-[is]-awry' - a dying soul whose light/path is off and they are heading toward the dark; they are fools who fell for a 'hate one another campaign', handed guns, and told that those other fools over there with guns hate them so they should go kill them, and vice versa. The creators of this majik own the mines, cotton fields, munitions and bandage factories, hospitals, and the propaganda school and media machine that pits side against side. War is raW. I’ve heard it refereed to as Twilight Language, Green Language, or Language of the Birds. Under the premise that cunning humans designed the structure of language eons ago, deep meanings of words and the sounds they make somehow tap into into the recesses of our minds and tug like reigns upon the deep-seated archetypes buried within to control like an invisible leash or cage.
The subconscious brain can process a group of characters or sounds in a variety of ways: right-side up, upside down, backwards, scrambled a few characters off, similar sounding words with different meanings, etc. I only discuss English here because it is primarily all I know right now, but I've heard that most, if not all, languages are designed and structured in the same fashion, and are steeped with hidden meanings. In some languages, the lexicon of words are designed to align with digits such that certain words "add up" to special number sets, e.g. Hebrew(?) uses 'gematria'. The basic rules (in English, at least) are that you can replace, swap, drop, or add duplicate vowels, leet numbers, and/or ignore or rearrange consonants; ur brian wi11 stil figur it owt.
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Came across this one on Fac3book
Throughout this blog, I may purposefully misspell words, or add/subtract/rearrange letters to draw attention to the use of these types of 'spells'. Eggsamples: Sometimes when we Detour we are routeD another way. When we think we need someone to help sort out our fearful thoughts, we are encouraged to go see a TheRapist. When you’re Stressed, eat dessertS to feel better. What do thieves do at a Bank?... they knaB the money. One looks for Posh stuff when they shoP at the Mall; a place where your materialistic soul is Mauled.
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| "Synchronicity: A nod from the universe that we are on the right path." - Lynne Woolfson |
On synchronicity: ya... I know this is where many eyes will roll and cursors may head for the X in the upper right corner, but I challenge you to read on. I would define Synchronicity as: seemingly unrelated, often inexplicable, occurrences at the individual human level that do actually relate (sync) with uncanny timing (chronos), often under the most bizarrest of circumstances, orchestrated from elsewhere in (or outside?) our universe. Prepare to go out of your comfort zone. Prior to beginning my inner journey, I never gave the idea of synchronicity a shred of credence; I chalked everything up to coincidence and surely considered anyone who mentioned synchronicity a kook! While I do believe in the law of free will, I am now a firm believer that all occurrences happen for a reason within our own personal matrices. It's been said that 'God does not play with dice'. I wholeheartedly agree... it's all by design. Throughout this blog, I will add anecdotes to illustrate synchronistic (or as some call them ‘synchro-mystical’) events that happened to me personally. I am also fond of a couple sync-terms: 'sync-nificant': something that is synchronistically significant, and 'sync-wink': when a small display of synchronicity happens as if the universe is winking upon us. I think this description on Wikipedia nails it:
I have spent years reading through some of Jake Kotze's blogs (The Blob, The Sync Whole, The Brave New World Order) and videos (Sealion). Jake's own definition on the subject: "Synchromysticism: Spreading the light of KKonsciousness [sic] by attaching syncnificance to winks from Divinity in POP and environment." While it takes a while to develop the vision to see what Jake is doing in his work, once you geddit, it's fascinating material. He is either truly gifted, or he is truly 'connected' and his work is some form of 'revelation of method'or 'controlled opposition' (or both... both are forms of Majik). Regardless of what team he is on, what is presented in his work is nothing short of eye-opening and well worth the time.
In closing, I'll reiterate: I love all, regardless of the error in their ways or sins of the past (love the sinner; hate the sin). I hold in the highest regards any soul incarnated in any human body that is peacefully living their life, actively seeking their spiritual path, regardless of religion, color, creed, etc.,… so long as they are not hindering, harming, or enslaving any other soul in any way, shape, or form, physically and/or mentally. I believe we are all here for a reason of equal importance. Know that any conclusion I might derive about any human is devoid of all prejudice and is based exclusively on the actions of the soul sitting in the human-avatar driver seat. In other words, I don’t care about skin color, ethnicity, gender, culture, religion, etc.; I DO care about the way humans act and treat one another and encourage everyone to live by the Golden Rule and Natural Law. And, if they don't... I'm calling every one of the motherfuckers out!
Hang on to your hearts and keep control of your emotions, but please do check all over-educated, intellectual, brainwashed, mass-media-raised, predicatively programmed minds at the door. Lastly, I like to think I'm open-minded, too... please call me out if you feel I missed something or got anything wrong (gr3ggh3ad@gmail.com). But please... stick to the trivium (grammar, logic, and rhetoric) and common sense; arguments grounded in emotions will be compassionately chuckled at and ignored.
- Peace & Love
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