Margo's donkey - don't ask me why

I say, Merry! Some of your friends are beastly unmannered to say the least! Who was that baffling young fellow who very nearly knocked me off my feet?

Oh, him – he's, er – isn't he nice?

Rude, shallow, impatient – what's so funny?

Nothing to do with you, my reverend friend.

I could have sworn you were laughing at me. I know that twinkle in your eye!

Taking everything personally, - that's where all your troubles come from.

Don't tell me you weren't going to turn and say that I was speaking about myself.

Oh, I wouldn't dream to upset or to tease you. I'm very decent.

Decent? You? Come on old chap, I've spent enough time with you to know your ways.

And what are my ways?

As if you don't know! Mirroring back what I'm saying, that's what!

Fascinating.

(aside) I must be saying something jolly foolish. That sheer boredom in his voice!

Of course you are saying something jolly foolish – but don't let it stop you. We don't need the sterile highways of thoughts, we are forging through the bushy jungles of the unknown, heading to the golden Eldorado of Isness, and who cares if we forge a scene or two on our way? That's out right and delight – so feel free to be foolish.

Really, your metaphors – hey! Did you hear my aside?!

Um, yes – asides are where all the good stuff is, wouldn't you agree?

They are supposed to be private, you know.

No – they aren't. Not when you are in charge of the scene.

Never claimed I was.

No, you just accepted it automatically – by joining me.

Fine print?

Kind of. So, er, what was it you were saying about my ways?

That they are about myself – that is, feeding back my feedback.

Really? How's that?

COME ON MERRY!!! Nobody's that stupid. Do I have to answer?

Imagine I'm one of them school teachers. They do ask silly questions, don't they, and kids have to answer. Take it easy.

Sorry. I don't know what made me roar like that. So it is true, I am rude and angry, and I am a dumbass who lacks any discipline – so that's why I was so annoyed by that  id... by that chap.

He's a promising lad though, wouldn't you say? Isn't he promising?

He is absolutely hopeless, and I don't know why you would waste your time on him!

Never think afore you speak, is that your motto?

Oh – I – I didn't mean that.

Of course you did. That's why you said it. That's great – grand – so don't be shy, let it all out. Hopeless, eh?

Merry – oh, Merry –

Yes? That's me.

Oh Merry – I'm hopeless. I know I am. I get angry so easily and I speak rubbish all the time – I'm just a clumsy little troll compared with you. It's really nice of you to try to teach me -

Nobody's teaching you – save yourself.

Guide me, then. You are the most wonderful guide I could dream of –

(aside) You are dreaming.

Am I?.. Anyway – I'm really, truly grateful – but when I see your nonchalant magic, your impeccable foolery – and then see the more clearly what a braying donkey I am – oh, Merry – and calling that young kettle black! So what if he left me a bruise or so in a fit of ill temper? I've no call to be offended, I'm no better than him – no, I'm just the same! Just the same!..

Have you finished your brooding?

(a sullen nod)

Good, let's see if anything's about to hatch, then.

(without any warning Merry hits his friend with such art that the latter tumbles over and finds himself standing on his hands, upside-down. No matter how he kicks the air he simply can't get on his feet again)

Calm down, lad. Gravity is gravity, you're not going to fly into the sky. Relax. Now – our hands are trained to feel. So use your hands to feel your connection with the ground. Do that. Trace that. Don't worry about blood coming to your head. Let it circulate. Yes – you are hopelessly stupid. We all are. Let your feet be like balloons. Relax. Breathe normally. That's fine. Yes – you are hopelessly full of pain and anger. But don't let it stop you. Be aware, not afflicted. Unwind yourself. That's right. Aren't you magical! Right. And yes – you are just like that boy.

So that was me after all, that unfortunate lad.

Nope. That was me.

You?!

Steady on, don't lose your balance. That might be fatal.

But – you! There's nothing more far from you than that angry dumbass!

And yet that angry dumbass is really me. Ah, good old times!

I don't understand.

There's nothing to understand. It's easy as a doornail.

Easy as a doornail? That's new.

But still easy. You didn't think I was any different from you, did you?

Uh – to be honest, that's exactly what I think. But the difference is simply tremendous! That arrogant fellow – and you!

Mind-boggling, isn't it.

What happened? What caused such transmutation? A faery stepped on your head? A witch dropped you in her cauldron? What? What?

Not-what. That's who we originally are – even if we have to invent ourselves anew.

Well – it might be your case but I wasn't born with magic in my blood!

Didn't you see the young fellow? There's not a shred of magic about him – and yet he is the Merry you know and adore.

Yes, but you're – you're an alien, a faery...

Not really. I be what I be – don't bother. I am many things and many nothings. Just like you are.

I'm not!

Love your Italiano gesticulattio. The most convincing. Capisci?

Look, I – wait, how can I be gesticulating if I'm standing on my hands?

(and then he notices he's been flying all along)

Yep.

Time to invent yourself – freely.

Time to fly – shamelessly.

Time to be – truly.

See you.

Ciao!

Who would have thought the most powerful man on Earth was working in the office next to me! Bizarre or what?

You can imagine my surprise when I discovered who I really was.

Go on, surprise me Greg.

It's not like I wanted it. I never knowingly applied for the position.

Er... which position is that Greg?

Supreme overlord of the New world order.

What - like the one world government? the illuminati? Is that what you mean?

Precisely.

And you're the - what did you call it?

Supreme overlord.

Fancy sounding title, innit?

Yeah. To be honest it sounds a bit absurd so I don't flash it round much - just mention it to a few close friends.

And er... how do they tend to respond to it Greg?

Well, it's always a bit of a struggle at first Darrell, but they get used to it after a while.

Right.

Yeah, my mates are a level headed bunch - you're one of them. You're not exactly flying off the deep end kicking and screaming, are you?

No, not really,

Whereas many would. They'd be huffing and hawing, demanding endless proof or explanations and they'd miss the main point.

Yeah - people usually focus on what doesn't really matter. I notice that all the time.

Precisely. But you can't blame them - they're living in a version of reality that involves a refusal to accept anything out of the ordinary - regardless of whether it's true or not. Just imagine what would  happen if Archangel Gabriel flew in and announced they were going to give birth to the saviour of humanity.

Oh my God - don't even think about it. Normality and angels do not mix.

Yes. Well, like it or not the normal stuff only works up to a point, beyond which you're into funny stuff reality - like it or not. It's a bit like the edge of the glass of water.

What, you mean the meniscus?

That's right. Fancy sounding term, isn't it?

Meniscus? Oh aye.

Aye. So where were we?

You were supreme what do y'call it of the one world government.

Oh yes. Well, as you may have suspected, is not quite what people imagine it to be.

No, it never is, is it?

None of the glamour, and frankly, nothing very evil. I'm balancing equal-opposites all the time. Objectively. Dispassionately. It's a bit like a chess game really. You might say that my hands are tied.

Oh aye? Why's that?

Well, there's an overall plan, of course - a general direction - as set out in the Georgia guide stones if you troubled to view that link I sent you.

Oh aye - nasty stuff that. I'm not a great fan of population reduction - not on that scale at any rate.

No, nor am I - but as I said, my hands are tied, so to speak.

But I thought you said you're the supreme overlord.

Well yes - but it's a job like any other. Some people find this hard to accept. They immediately tell me I should just quit - as if it's reprehensible - but they fail to realise that the job exists and I'm doing what I'm doing only because each and everyone on the planet is upholding both individually and collectively what may seem to be an evil order, a malevolent matrix.

So you blame the people do you?

No. There's absolutely no blame. They're doing what they're doing. If and when they're ready for change I have absolute faith that change they will. In fact, it's already happening.

It is?

Oh yes. I'm constantly having to make adjustments to our program based on the shifting currents of human consciousness.

Like what?

Like the 3rd world war - which keeps getting postponed. It's hopelessly delayed now, so much so that the "window of opportunity" has almost expired.

Not sure I'd call it a window of "opportunity".

Me neither - but from the business perspective - it was on the agenda and has since been delayed and rescheduled. Very fiddly - I'll tell you. You'd much rather press ahead, if you could.

Then why don't you?

What?

Why don't you just get on with it regardless?

Without the energies in place?

Yeah.

Not possible Darrell.

Why not?

It's like a comedian telling a joke before he's warmed up the audience. It'll just fall flat. You'd be amazed if you knew the extent to which these global events require willing audience participation. They just don't make it without a head of steam, and that means the people have to be secretly gagging for it.

What? Gagging for war?

You'd be amazed - but all the anger people have pent up inside - sooner or later they want a release for it, and a big world war's the perfect means. Anyway, as I said - the energies aren't right because human consciousness is shifting, in spite of all our attempts to manage it and hold it down.

Then why bother? Why not just accept the inevitable?

Like I said - this is a job and I'm a professional. I do the best I can with the materials available, and I have the satisfaction of a job well done - if I stay calm, detached and ready for any window of opportunity that avails itself - and sooner or later one always does.

What? So you mean you might still be able to reduce the Earth's population to 500 million?

Actually it may be going down to zero the way things are heading right now.

Doesn't that worry you? Wouldn't that be kind of overkill?

Well yes, but there's nothing I can really do to moderate the will of the people. They seem hell bent on destruction.

You could out yourself and your organisation. You could tell them how it really is.

Believe me Darrell - the people would never believe it - or if they did - they'd carry on with redoubled vigour. You see - our organisation only seems to sit atop human civilisation from a 3D perspective.

Oh. How's that?

Well from a 3D perspective you believe that you're ruled and that you're all powerless - more or less - to do anything about it. You love to have stars and leaders to look up to - because all this reflects your own inner make up. Instead of being at peace with yourself and with the natural order - you're constantly trying to tinker with it and improve it - without really having the first clue of what you're doing.

So it's all our fault.

Actually no. There can be no fault because this is all unfolding within multi-dimensionality - even if you're not directly aware of the bigger picture - you still happen to be a part of it.

So in actual fact, Greg, you're saying that the top of the pyramid is only the top because we choose to look up to it, and in doing so, ignore the power within ourselves.

Bingo.

So we don't have to fight the evil enemy seeking to destroy us?

What would be the point? In fighting it you'd be giving it the power of your attention. You'd be pouring oil on the flames. Let me give you an example of how things work in actual fact.

Go on then.

Well - in spite of how things seem to be, the material world we're living in is closely connected to your - what shall I call it? - your conscious awareness.

Ok.

So any shift in your conscious awareness moves the frequency dial that determines the kind of material reality you're in and experiencing.

Oh aye.

Yeah. So, for example, there were all kinds of disasters predicted that never happened - and I don't just mean the start of world war three.

Like what?

Like huge natural disasters - a shift in the sea levels that was destined to happen but didn't.

Why not?

Because individually or collectively you shifted the dial.

And that saved us?

Yes, in a manner of speaking. I mean, dying isn't quite all it's made out to be... From a higher-consciousness perspective it's more a shift of states: like ice melting and turning into water, or vice versa.

So this is why you're not worried about killing millions of people - is it?

Partly.

And what else?

Because I'm serving the isness.

The what?

The isness - this live-stream reality you're in.

But you're doing it in a way that's tilted towards destruction.

Yes - because that's how this material reality was set up. It was designed as a powerful soul awakening or ascension process. It was never intended to be easy, and no one participating in it was forced to do so.

Er... you mean we volunteered, did we?

How else could you be here?

God knows.

Precisely. God knows - whatever that means. You see - you can't have a freedom of will planet unless the entry level was also freedom of choice. What kind of freedom would it be if you were only free to choose once you'd been forcibly co-opted into what amounts to a prison planet experiment.

I don't know Greg - it's not all that bad! I wouldn't call it a "prison planet".

No, nor would I from a 3D perspective. Things always look a bit different down here on the ground - but from outside the reality show it certainly looks insane, bordering on horrific. You have to understand that you are, in fact, beings of purest light and immense wisdom. You come from love that knows no limits - and find yourself here in a kind of waking nightmare - which you miraculously grow accustomed to, even to the extent that you're afraid of dying and escaping the asylum.

Ah - point taken. But there must be some kind of higher purpose for all this.

Obviously - and you never stop experiencing the input and guidance of that higher purpose - no matter how little aware you may be.

How can you be so sure?

Well, without the still tangible connection with your higher purpose, you'd just disintegrate. The mental and emotional toxicity of the field you're in down here on Earth would destroy you in no time. You'd lose heart. You'd quit. But you don't.

Yes, I was wondering why not?

Because you basically know what is what.

We do?

You must do, otherwise you'd not be alive to talk about it.

So, what do we know?

God only knows.

You mean I have to listen to God to find out?

I mean exactly as I said. The idea that God's knowledge and your own are separate is only true to a certain extent.

Oh.

The fact that you're still balancing the equation against all odds indicates you know more than you're letting on to. More than you yourself are aware of. That you're playing the game of life from two positions - two perspectives. One is wysiwyg.

Wysiwyg?

Yeah - "what you see is what you get". That's the part of you that takes everything at face value.

And the other?

The other part of you simply knows - and doesn't bother with face values. That part of you is vast beyond comprehension and capable of anything - even to the extent that it can alter the parameters of the Earth you're living on.

?!

It transcends materiality. It can simply rewrite the computer code of Is - or shift its relationship to things in general from within the quantum stream. Both amount to much the same.

Or ask God to do so.

That too. There really is no limit to how you can describe what it's capable of doing.

So why does it leave me in such difficulty for so long?

I have no idea - or no more idea than you do.

But you're the supreme overlord of the World Government - you said.

Yes - but that doesn't make me any more powerful or intelligent than you. You have just as much control over your destiny as I do. You are no further from your true Self - from Other than I am. This is not conjecture. This is simple mathematics.

How so?

Well there's a mathematical component to all reality and 0=1 discounts any assumption that may be otherwise. Let's face it - any assumption based on your perception or awareness of material reality is bound to put you at a disadvantage - and rightly so - for how else could you learn to rise above things in general - the very things that cannot by definition have power over you - in spite of appearances.

Oh.

The system is designed to fail: to take you to your own personal apocalypse and Armageddon - which for most people is death. In actual fact it isn't so much the physical death as the point in a person's life when he or she truly experiences the long dark night of the soul - what we might call the Gethsemane experience. At that point you come as close as is possible to zero. That moment is of huge importance. You might say your entire life hinges on it - and that is where the planet and humanity is right now - looking into the abyss of self-inflicted annihilation - with no apparent way out... Does anyone really believe politicians are going to change: that wars will stop happening, that people will stop putting self-interest before the good of the planet? And yet, the darkest, coldest hour precedes the dawn. A part of you is already in the sunlight causing the part that remains in the darkness to feel it all the more acutely.

So you believe things are going to turn for the better? That your human population reduction stratagems are going to fail?

You have to understand Darrell that ultimately, like it or not - we are One. This may be hard to believe, and you may feel that the people are being victimised by an overclass - but as long as you believe that you're destined to perpetuate the very evil you decry. So, within the game, here within 3D reality I'm doing all within my power to fight a losing battle - to keep working for the final solution - and believe me if you can - within the 3D paradigm  there is only one solution - and that is the final one - the one that reduces all people back to their material components - such is the nature, the structure and the form of 3D reality. And yet, there are huge gaping cracks appearing in the very fabric of 3D reality. I watch with interest. I have always taken an interest in all that truly is. The only things I take no interest in whatsoever are things themselves - things that seem to be important, seem to matter but have no intrinsic meaning, value or worth. This is why it is so easy for me to take the opposing side - knowing that in doing so I'm helping to speed the end of a game that's designed to self-destruct.

But surely there's some hope?

Greg says nothing - calmly, compassionately you might even say. His silence is not heavy - but it swallows what Darrell has just said and spits it out as one might spit out a plum stone.

One thing I don't get Greg, is how you manage to do all this - running the one world government while living a normal life here with us, going to work in a normal office job? Why bother? Why not live in a palace somewhere nice with your every need attended to?

Do you honestly think that kind of life would be more interesting, pleasant or meaningful? What could be richer or more valuable than life itself in all it's multi-facetedness? As for telling people what to do - that's not how this system operates. My mind is like a huge resonating chamber. The fears, plans, doubts and excitements of those working under me come into the chamber and I experience them. If necessary I correct them and send them bouncing back. But the resonating chamber also lets in the thoughts, emotions and feelings of all the people on this planet - my being a part of them. Cuckoo la la - if only you knew to what extent I am the servant of the people - for they define every thing. Only when they pause in their thinking and determining things - what I call thinging - do we see another force at work - lifting humanity above the matter of thing, into the isness of Be - at which point all your fears or concerns regarding me or the illuminati are seen to be groundless, baseless and irrelevant. In the meantime, I'm determined to play my part to perfection - as we all should be.

A tale told by an idiot - otherwise known as number three - the beast and me

Do you remember those story books for children that were popular for a while back in the 80s I guess, or early 90s - you got to choose what happened next. If you want the character to take the proferred gift of Turkish delight - turn to page 84, if you don't then go to page 17 - that kind of thing.

They were fun for a while, and they obviously taught us a valuable lesson - that there can be more than one outcome.

Now
everyone on the planet at the moment, or most of us, assume that there's only one possible outcome for the planet as a whole. Either we get our act together and somehow pull out of the death spiral we're currently in, or we go the way of other great civilisations such as Mars, and destroy ourselves by toasting the biosphere. And looking at the situation objectively, and from a more or less materialist perspective - there's almost no chance of achieving the former, human nature being what it is.

But I'm not telling you to panic, or to go back into that oh so familiar "nothing I can do about it" - sort of helpless-shrug mode of passive acceptance or resignation. Oh no!

No?

No, I assure you, I'm not.

Then what?

Well there's number 3, isn't there?

Number 3?

Yes, there's always a third option.

There is?

Yep. It's a mathematical certainty, though our bipolar minds always overlook it.

They do?

Of course, like Sirius Black's house 12 Grimmauld Place, that muggles simply can't see. Even when we're considering a third option - it's never really a genuine third.

What do you mean?

Well, a genuine third option - that's neither "a" nor "b" will only come to mind if you have a mind for it to come to.

What are you insinuating Merry... that we're too dumb?

No, no and again no. I'm not insinuating at all, I assure you. I particularly dislike all forms of insinuation - which in my humble opinion are mean, underhand and cowardly. If you want to say something, I always say, then make it plain, say it without shame.

Then what?

The third is simply inaccessible to the bipolar mind.

Er Merry - what exactly do you mean by "bipolar mind". Are you referring to some medical condition?

No, I assure you. The bipolar mind is the usual 3D mind that's obligated to think in terms of one or the other - such is the nature of the beast.

What beast?

The beast you're operating from within.

??!

Well, you don't for a minute imagine you're really 3D creatures incapable of multi-dimensional reasoning do you?

Er...

Surely you have an inkling of your higher self - your higher functionings? You've all sensed things that are hard to put into words. You've all experienced beauty and love, even if just for fleeting moments, that lift you over the mountain tops, into the stratosphere of isness, before you come crashing back down into muck and brass, nuts and bolts 3D existence, have you not?

Well, if you put it that way - yes - I suppose we have.

You see - your higher functionings are still accessible, but only just, so most the time you're hostage to the beast that's only really able to think in terms of fight or flight, love or hate, right or wrong, even though you're aware that there must be more than two sides to every sphere.

Er... Merry - you're losing me again.

Sorry Pi. Look - it's just that you've come from a realm where you can move in any direction without limit, to one where your mind operates much as an antagonistic muscle system - one side contracting, the other relaxing - not altogether dissimilar to a computer with its 1s and Os, either on or off.

Oh. So I'm a beast-cum-computer. Is that it?

That's the LCD.

The what?

The lowest common denominator - but of course you're infinitely more and you're free to soar - as you well know.

I am? That's - er - reassuring.

Yes. You're poetry in motion. You're the be-all-and-end-all. You're alpha and omega with delta, epsilon and theta wrapped within - waiting to shatter the illusion of flat screen objective reality.

Oh.

Yep. So, what I was getting at is it's hardly surprising you tend to overlook the third - as you've agreed to participate in this what-if extravaganza of normal-it-y.

This what?

You know - normality - that's what you call it, isn't it? You're reality is designed to seem normal. All of the abnormal entry and exit points, all of the cuts and omissions, the gaps in continuity - they're all carefully edited out so you have this seemingly seamless livestream transmission. Such is the nature of the beast. You simply forget or ignore any thing whatsoever that confounds or contradicts the seemingly normalness of it-y.

Of ity? Not sure I know what that is?

it plus y - where y refers to what seems to be I - in its limited state of awareness.

Oh. So you're saying there are gaps and breaks in the livestream?

Absolutely.

But er... how do you know?

Because you can't help noticing them, if you're not in the what-if reality experience. It's a bit like someone in the studio audience, or an actor on stage. They see the breaks in transmission. They can see where the set ends, where the cameras and lights are. In actual fact, you can see them too - but your normal-it-y conditioning causes you to ignore them.

It does?

Absolutely - otherwise you'd find it impossible to concentrate and hold the illusion in mind - that this is really it.

Well, it's nice to know I'm doing it because I choose to, rather than because I'm too stupid to read between the lines.

Far from it. You're a willing accomplice.

An accomplice in crime?

In a manner of speaking, yes. This is a somewhat criminal act, you're undertaking.

How so?

All the killing and maiming, all the destruction that's ongoing. It's not exactly in the nature of Is.

No? I always assumed it's human nature to act this way.

Precisely - to "act" this way - because it is an act.

Well, there's nothing original in your hypothesis - Shakespeare said as much in his "All the world's a stage" speech.

not necessarily William Shakespeare           

True, but then this is no hypothesis. Killing, maiming and destruction are antithetical to your true nature - in fact, you'd find it impossible to do any of this if you hadn't purposefully cut yourself off from what you truly Be - your isness.

Then why? No, don't tell me - we were bored and wanted to experience the dark side, just for the hell of it.

Ha ha - very funny.

Then what?

Not what - it's more a case of "what if".

Go on...

Well, the question "what if" is, in fact, immensely powerful.

It is?

Yes. With what if you're able to go beyond any thing whatsoever.

Well don't just stop there as if I'm supposed to understand what you're going on about.

Until you what if "is" - you're stuck with plain vanilla existence - the isness of Be - which no matter how wonderful, loving and perfect it is - just happens to be          [neither here nor there/ unpunctuated, thus meaningless]

Happens to be what?

Not what! It just happens to Be - because it is all "of the creator", so to speak - so it's all perfectly aware of that which it is. There's no doubt or uncertainty. No death or destruction whatsoever. It all makes perfect sense - because there's neither time nor space - really - though they may seem to exist to a greater or lesser degree.

Then what?

Not what.

No, I need to know what you're on about.

Just as I said - "not what". Until or unless you insert "if" into the equation - as in "what if" - there is no such thing as "not".

I - am - at - a - loss - to - understand - what - you - are - going - on - about - Merry!!!!

Because you're up to your eyeballs in it - how could you possibly understand? That would be like a fish trying to understand water, or emotions.

Oh God. Then why are you telling me all this?

You know those strange things called expiry dates in supermarkets. Amazing things aren't they?

No - can't see any connection whatsoever. I - am - lost. You've failed to explain this to me.

I never really tried because there's nothing to explain.

Then what?

Listen to yourself Pi or Zie, or whatever you want to call yourself - because ultimately none of these names really touch your essence - your true nature.

Oh thanks a lot. Talk about personalising the debate - just because you're not winning.

Just listen to the broken record of your mind's logic. Ever and again coming back to it's touchstone save-all formulaic "what". What, what, what you bleat without ever wondering why... what do you mean? What do you want? What is it?

Listen Merry - I just about had enough of your abuse. What if you took your big opinions and know-it-all higher consciousness crap and just walked off a clifftop!

Ah! Now we're talking. Will you accompany me?

No, I will not. You know I'm not a murderer. Nor do I have any intention of being party to a misguided suicide attempt.

But if I'm right Psi, I cannot fail, I cannot fall.

Oh Jesus Merry. Didn't you ever read the Bible. Wasn't that one of the temptations of Christ - to throw himself off the mountain top - which he kindly declined?

Yes. And so we've had two thousand years of continued murder, misery and suffering - not to mention some astoundingly good poetry, music, art and general creativeness.

So what are you insinuating?

It's been a cosmic trade off. In our state of knowingness, our isness of Be, we have no meaningful degree of separation from that which is, and thus we're not able to generate the phenomenal elixir of what-not that humankind down here on Earth has been able to.

I can't believe I'm hearing this... The cynicism is... words fail me. You think we'd trade our lives, our wellbeing, our minds merely for the opportunity to create some good music or literature? Are you out of your mind??!

It seems insane, doesn't it, if you take all this at face value... If you assume it's really real, and not a carefully engineered reality experience. But, allow me, for a moment to interpose our secret weapon, our hero waiting in the wings - our very own "what if".

And? Am I supposed to meditate silently while you practice extending your dramatic pauses beyond breaking point?

What if we needed to experience "not", or what you might refer to as "nought", in order to make sense of existence, to make sense of Is, in order to get another perspective on that which is?

Well?

How could we do this without separating ourself from the isness? Without creating, then agreeing to enter and accept this illusion at face value - where anything goes, no matter how much it contradicts our essential nature.

But this makes no sense whatsoever. How could perfect beings - how could beings of light - of one essence with the creator succeed in generating hell on earth - and why would they be willing to perpetrate such crimes merely for the sake of art?

Ah - there you have asked some truly great questions - and I assure you the next stage of our mission will be to find answers to these very questions - but in the meantime, we're now pulling the plug on "not what" - because the "what if" that was used to set this whole thing up has reached the end of its resource.

What do you mean?

Well, it had to be projected into what you call material reality - which is a kind of reversal of Is. A real-it-y, where I as in y is only real in terms of it. This is what I mean by "not what" and when this was set up it required a certain amount of mental energy to get it going - to fund the operation if you like.

And what?

Not what has expired.

Oh come on Merry - I've heard all that 2012 crap about the end of the world. It won't wash. The world didn't end.

No, of course not, but "Not what" did.

Meaning what?

Meaning, like it or not, the current has now/ is now reversed. In a matter of time you're about to rediscover timelessness - if you get my gist.

No I do not.

At which point you'll be free to join me in comprehending the magnitude, the majesty and wonder of what has been created, and what has been achieved.

And I suppose I'll just overlook all the murder and destruction, will I, because it won't matter anymore? How disgustingly cynical.

Yes, I mean, no.

Well, make up your mind - which do you mean?

It's difficult to put in words Psi.

Try. This matters you know.

Yes, but words, like thoughts down here in 3D reality, are either all or nothing. They're separate from all that is - so how can I convey that which is? Everything that you do down here - whether you know it or not - is to create creation code. That's what the mind beast does - or did.

What?

Even when you're experiencing hate or misery, even at the very gates of annihilation - you're generating creation code - the elixir of what not.

No, no, no, and you can take your ridiculous "what not" and flush it down the quantum vortex of hyper-dimensionality - for all I care.

Done, if you'll agree to come with me for one moment out of time. I wish to share something with you that may answer your question

at which point Psi as he now seems to be, passes through a gap in the set, vanishing from normal-it-y for a period of unspecified duration - unbeknown to everyone else in this seamless three dimensional fabric of what-not-al-it-y.

Levitation matters - there's no thing to it

The ball is just floating in the middle of the room, in front of Merry.

My God - how do you do that? Eve asks.

Believe it or not I'm doing no thing.

Well whenever I do nothing that doesn't happen - Eve replies. I never have balls floating in mid air.

Yes you do - you just haven't yet learnt to see it that way. Seeing is believing.

No it's not. That ball is physically floating right in front of me. I can see it. I can go over and pluck it out of the air.

Don't be so sure.

What do you mean?

Well - try and walk over and pluck it out of the air.

Eve walks over to where the ball is, but doesn't make it.

What are you doing? Why can't I move forward? Is this some kind of force field?

I guess you'd say that there's a fluctuation in space time.

Oh.

So you see, the ball isn't really up in the air.

No? How disappointing.

Why so?

Because it seemed so magical seeing it up in the air.

And you believe it's less so now?

Well, knowing the truth as you put it - I feel kind of let down.

Yes - that's natural.

Why so?

Because you're relying on things around you to hold you up. You're not living the magic, the story, the isness.

Oh.

And as soon as you start doing so - you discover the magic is not whether a ball is actually up in the air or not - because up or down are neither here nor there.

Then what?

The magic is something that has eluded you because you've been looking for it somewhere out there. There's never going to be more magic out there than you allow in here - inside yourself. You are HUGE. You are indescribable, in spite of all your attempts to do so.

To do what?

To describe yourself. We're all living as if the descriptions or definitions are what matter.

Well, we need to know what we're talking about.

Do we? We are creators. We are artistic. We are weaving a multi-dimensional tapestry of isness that knows no limits. Suddenly space and time come unstuck.

What do you mean? Your world starts collapsing around you - is that it?

I mean that this is a dance - we are dancing with space and time creating any thing whatsoever. We are weaving it and is, particle and wave - and we are neither, either, both.

Hum... not sure I follow.

Good. Stop following what I'm saying and start leading. This is your dance, your show. No one, I mean NO one can do it for you, no matter how wise or proficient they may seem.

So you're saying I have to separate space and time - like some kind of nuclear fission reaction. No Merry - I don't like the sound of that.

Me neither. You made it sound terrible. Actually I didn't mean that, but you're free to hear and interpret however you like.

So what did you mean?

No thing.

Well how am I to move forward if you won't give me a clue?

Not by clutching at straws. Not by wishing to pin your colours to a mast and declare "this is it".

Then how? I need something.

And I'm giving you a special kind of something - a something that cannot be clutched no matter how hard you try.

You're giving me nothing whatsoever.

Yes. No thing - but then - from the perspective of the light that you are - from the perspective of your soul or your higher self - you need no thing other than what you already have - what you already are. Instead of looking for more - stop a moment to digest what you already have: what you are, where you are, who you are...

More introspection. That's not getting me anywhere.

...by learning to dance with everything you've tried so hard to deny, to ignore, to eliminate from the equation.

What do you mean?

Not what. You've tried to deny the magical side of your existence. The pure energy. The isness   0=1   You've directed all your attention to things that are mostly dead and sterile. Things that tend to reduce and diminish you, rather than bring you into your power and light.

So tell me how to stop? How to break out? How?

However you like. It's incredibly simple but you're only going to do it when you start following your passion, following your delight. Not by suppression or repression, nor by brute force or determination. If that we're possible you'd be able to levitate by lifting up your ears with your hands.

So just start doing whatever I really enjoy? Is that what you're saying? - Eve sounds disappointed.

Go further than that. Set yourself a goal. Make it your mission to rediscover the lost land of your passion for life and living - the land of your wildest dreams. Dance with the devil, every time it says "this is madness", "this is impossible", "you cannot succeed", dance with it for you have to confront your fear, your doubts, your despair head on, and bring in the swirling power of life-creative force that some refer to as God - letting go of whatever straw you've been clutching at - for none will get you there - and none are needed. You are all you need to be and all you're ever going to be - world without end - amen. Now kindly give the ball back to me.

Only now does Eve perceive she's levitated the ball into the corner of the room behind her head - and for a second she doesn't know whether to be guilty, shocked, appalled or delighted. Merry steps in and pulls a series of faces mirroring Eve's - and she comes down on the side of laughter - real joyful laughter - for suddenly she realises this is child's play - there's nothing to it whatsoever. If she can levitate the ball as she knows she can, she can do any thing - which is precisely where her story starts, and yours.

Merry and Patty make legal history

Merry was feeling kind of nervous.

No way! I don’t believe it.

I know, I know, but there are rare occasions when even Merry feels... well, anyway, he’s not immune to stage fright.

Stage fright? I didn’t know he’s an actor.

Oh come on Pi – Merry’s always been an actor through and through – but he doesn’t bat an eyelid before going on stage.

Then what was causing this?

The high court of consciousness.

The what?

The high court of consciousness.

Er... go on, you’ll have to explain that one to me.

Merry had agreed to represent a friend.

Er – why? Is he a lawyer?

No. You don’t need to be a lawyer to appear before the high court of consciousness. You just have to be willing to appear in person and present the case, which is done telepathically so there’s no need be trained in legalese.

But what about a knowledge of the law itself and court procedure and...

Easy does it Pi. You don’t seem to realise – the high court of consciousness is natural and intuitive. There is no body of laws that needs to be studied or learned. You just need to speak the truth.

To be honest – I’m not entirely convinced Merry’s able to speak the truth. He does have a rather vivid imagination.

Yes, he does, I agree, but when the communication is telepathic imagination is immediately recognisable as such, so to cut a long story short...

Wait a minute,wait – you haven’t told me how he gets there or who he’s representing.

I’m sorry – he’s representing Patty Greer – you know – the one who does all those films on crop circles.

Oh yes. Why, what’s the problem?

Wait and you’ll see.

Ok.

And he gets there as always through g-nome portal.

Well yes, so you say, but I want to know how it’s technically possible. I mean – this high court of consciousness isn’t here on Earth, is it?

Yes and no.

What do you mean?

Well, consciousness is as much here on Earth as anywhere else – so technically he doesn’t have to go anywhere – it’s just like plugging in an IP address. Your computer doesn’t have to physically move, does it, because every address is, in fact, in the same place.

It is? You could have fooled me.

Apparently so – but surely you can see that these addresses do not correlate with 3D space?

Ok, fair enough. But how does he get to g-nome portal in the first place?

Again – there’s really nowhere to get to. G-nome portal is accessed through the cuckoo la la protocol. Once you’re able to see that reality is not monolithic, and accept that as a multi-dimensional being you’re able to shift through interconnected levels of reality – the first place you come to, the hub or transponder is, you’ve guessed it, g-nome portal.

I still don’t get how you can just shift from one reality to another.

Well – you drive a car and know how to shift gears. You use the clutch and while the car is still moving forward you shift into another gear and release the clutch. The car may jerk a little if you don’t release it gently. If you tried to do it without using the clutch you’d have a problem, wouldn’t you? So the mind, likewise, can disconnect or declutch from one reality and tune into the signal of another one. Everything just happens like clockwork, and g-nome portal is a part of that skilfully designed mechanism.

Ok. I think I’ve got it – it’s just, you know Zie, I’m kind of impatient to test it out myself.

So go for it – nothing’s stopping you.

But I can never let go. I’m scared of falling. Something inside me is terrified.

Yes. We’ll talk about that later but right now Merry’s got to attend court, so if you’ll come with me, we have a seat in the visitor’s gallery.

Oh wow!

You’d imagine Merry would have put on something sober for such a solemn occasion – wouldn’t you – but no, nothing of the sort. I tried hard not to smile, but gave up. He was dressed in such an outlandish costume even the judges were grinning. Maybe that’s what he wanted. It certainly seemed to give him more courage, as he started to make the somewhat formal opening address:

Beloved All that Is, source and seat of all wisdom and grace, mercy and compassion: I, Merry Gems the 13^th, stand before you in order to present a claim of restitution on behalf of my friend Patty Greer, for energies in the form of money diverted and withheld by the distributors of her documentary films, with further damages for material hardship caused by their breach of contract, faith and trust, in accordance with the compensatory schedules of this most highly esteemed court.

By what right do you stand here before us – the judges inquire.

I stand before you at the personal request for legal assistance by Patty, when she made her problem known and said she desired legal remedy. I furthermore stand in my capacity as master of g-nomeportal and a lord of the change.

At this point the judges ever so slightly stirred, like leaves rustling in a light summer breeze – which by their standards was quite a dramatic gesture.

We hardly feel you need to come before us in your official capacity as master of g-nomeportal or a lord of the change. Justice, as you well know, Merry Gems the 13^th, is freely awarded to all supplicants, regardless of their position or official standing.

Yes, my lords, but you know how I like to flash my credentials in a slightly vulgar way from time to time – please excuse my poor taste.

The judges, to our relief seemed more amused than offended by Merry’s roguishness. After a moment’s telepathic consultation they make their pronouncement:

We have looked into the case and find it to be of substance and merit. We thus order the respondents to make restitution for the entire value of energies withheld and diverted within 21 days, plus an equal amount as special damages for material hardship caused by their breach of contract, faith and trust. The respondents are, of course, entirely free to ignore this court order, but we give them unequivocal, solemn notice that restitution shall be made by their higher dimensional selves within the given period should they fail to do so.

The higher dimensional selves of the respondents who were in fact present in court, bow respectfully to the judges as only higher dimensional beings can. Detached, seemingly aloof, yet full of light and love.

What does that mean? Pi asks in the visitors gallery.

Well, the 3D embodiment can ignore the court order because 3D being has this peculiar prerogative to do as it will, but this will make no difference to the outcome.

How come?

Because the higher Selves of the respondents are unable to ignore the need for restitution, even if they wished to. Besides, they know what’s best for their 3D self.

But how? Will they deposit money in Patty’s bank account?

They might. Or they might just leave it to the court to ensure the energies come to Patty in the right amount within the given timeframe.

Oh. But Patty needs money, not energies.

Believe me Pi, when “energies” are transferred into 3D material reality they can be money or far more than money. They’ll certainly not be less. As for the respondents – it would be better for them if they just gave her the money.

Why?

Because these energy transfers will cause not inconsiderable disruption in their lives. Paying up front with cash will be a minor inconvenience by comparison.

Oh.

Yes, if they knew the nature of the energies they have diverted and withheld – they would be more circumspect.

But usually people get away with murder.

True – but the shift has already hit the fan – the old forms no longer hold water. People are starting to realise this. Certainly that powers-that-were know that they’re losing traction. Besides, Patty’s work is connecting her with very powerful higher dimensional beings who can easily cut to the chase in this charade.

They can?

As you’ve just seen.

But I haven’t really seen anything. I mean – why didn’t they just go to court at the 3D level?

Why bother?

Well, that’s a good way to get compensation.

Yes, if the court isn’t bought. But at the 3D level you have to spend a fortune on lawyers and present copious documentation, whereas the high court of consciousness is overseen by the blessed and most serene All that Is.

So no need for evidence?

Not in material form. It’s all there in the akashic record.

It is?

Of course. And the respondents fail to realise that they have no reach or influence outside 3D. They’re probably not even aware of their other dimensional Self, which is why they thought they could act with impunity – like a school bully who doesn’t realise that there can be and is such a thing as instant karma – just as soon as the victims stop focussing on being victims, and calmly claim restitution from the most serene and compassionate All that Is.

But what about if the so called victims in a past life actually bullied the bully?

Then there’ll be a counter claim – but the judges will ensure that no one suffers because of a loophole or technicality. That’s not how it works.

I’m pleased to hear it.

So everyone coming before the All that Is in the high court of consciousness has to do so in a sober state of conscious awareness – knowing that all is connected, all is one – knowing that any harm or loss only appears to be so in 3D because there has been a kind of time delay caused by the veil of separation.

Ah.

Yes. It’s all very “ah” in the end – as the pieces of the jigsaw puzzle fit together.

So, tell me then, does Patty get her compensation?

What do you think Pi?

I’m not sure – it all seems a little surreal.

Ok – then tune in for a moment. I’ll help you – that’s right – declutch from your 3D mindset and become aware of the energies that were withheld and diverted. Have you got them?

Yes! I see them – I mean I feel them or see them... Yes. There’s such a flimsy sluice gate holding them back – and it’s blasted out of the way, like a car driving through a wall made of paper, and these energies – they’re almost alive – they’re bubbling and excited – they’re flowing back to Patty – it’s amazing to see. They’re all around her. She’s swimming in them – golden energies full of love and creativity.

Excellent Pi. You’ve just done a great service.

I have?

Yes – for seeing is bringing to isness. By seeing this process you’ve just activated and effected it.

But I thought  the judges did that.

Who are the judges? Who are you? Once you’ve learned to declutch and tune into whatever level of reality calls your attention, you’re no longer bound by any one narrative – effectively, you become the change.

Ah. That sounds good.  I think Patty realises it too, but I don’t get why she asked Merry Gems the 13^th to represent her in court?

Oh that’s something she could easily have done herself, but she chose not to. She has her attention focussed elsewhere, on the crop circles and sees no need to deal with these minor  inconveniences. Merry Gems the 13^th, on the other hand, likes nothing more than a good pageant and parade, so it was entirely appropriate that he should have been selected. Plus the fact that he’s a lord of the change.

And, what does that mean?

It means that the Earth has gone through a colossal shift, and so the huge problems down in 3D reality are about to be swept away. But this no longer needs to be done through the existing, corrupt 3D court system.

No?

No, it can be done energetically by appealing directly to the All that Is at the high court of consciousness which, in any case, is from whence 3D courts derive their fast waning authority.

Oh my God – that’s totally amazing. We can have instant justice – and we don’t even need lawyers?

No. We just need to publish notice – as Merry Gems the 13^th does when he gets back – as a courtesy to the respondents.

You mean he contacts them in person?

No, he just publishes the court transcript online – and that is enough.

How so?

Because the transcript comes from the high court of consciousness – so it cuts like a hot knife through butter and reaches the conscious awareness of all respondents, should they be willing to hear.

And should they not – they’ll be paying doubly.

Sadly so. But let’s hope they choose the easiest option. All that Is may offer them the grace to see the folly of their actions.

Ok. And Patty Greer – does she need to believe all this?

No, not at all. She made the initial request for assistance – that was enough. In the end – the proof is in the pudding. The energies – you see – can no longer be withheld – only is that possible in 3D – so as soon as you apply to the high court of consciousness all 3D energy barriers, gates and traps are completely irrelevant, redundant and frankly, anachronistic.

The End.