the idiot's tale

So let me get this straight – every night we go back to base and either agree to let things continue as they are, or…

Every night we renegotiate our terms and conditions.

We do?

Yeah.

But – no one seems to remember.

No. They wouldn’t.

Why not?

Because this happens at the hardware, structural level – and every thing you remember, every thing you’re consciously aware of happens as software riding on the hardware.

And? What’s the big deal? Can’t we just sort this out as a software issue?

No.

Why not?

Because the software can only move within certain parameters – it’s like the flesh on your bones, or the thoughts dualizing and testing certain underlying feelings, intentions or principles – translating those underlying structural positions into fact and fiction.

Huh? Fact and fiction – are you implying we’re not being honest with ourselves?

No, I’m implying that we are story makers, creating a narrative in our reality, but that narrative – be it more fact based or more fictional, still rests on underlying bones, on hardware, on solid agreements between interested parties.

And these interested parties… who exactly are they?

Who or what.

Huh? You mean we make agreements with things – not just with human beings?

We make agreements with everyone and everything that plays a role, no matter how small, in our reality.

But that’s…

Insane, isn’t it?

Well, yes – how could we possibly do all this in one night?

Well, operating at the quantum level of pure consciousness has its advantages you know.

Sheez.

Yeah. Most the stuff is just par for the course – agreements already in place are rubber stamped, or minor alterations are made.

But what kind of things could it be?

Literally anything. For example – we might need to shift from being carbon based to silicon – and that might need to happen overnight, or in the course of millenia. So, at the atomic level there’s all kind of backwards and forwards negotiations going on… which then is presented in draft form as one or more variants at the board level – where we preside.

Uh… Ok.

Or, for example, we may need to have a reality shift of some description – where we close one civilisation model which is no longer proving to be very productive – and introduce a new one – money based, for example, or in which people agree to use or not to use certain technologies, or certain areas of knowledge or awareness.

You mean that has to be agreed structurally?

Absolutely. Any major technological shifts, social changes or developments in awareness require coordination and reconfiguration. Nothing is, or ever was, left to chance.

Oh my G… I’m

Flabbergast? Good word – I like it.

Do you have to jump the line like that – I go to a lot of trouble choosing my words.

Sorry. Bad habit. I’m working on it.

Ok, no sweat... So, you’re kind of saying the entire world, or universe, can change in one night.

Yep.

But it never does, does it?

Hum…

It’s always slow – incredibly slow.

That’s just a neat trick played by the awareness – to smooth over radical changes – frame jumps – otherwise the 3D awareness would collapse.

Collapse? That bad?

Literally. It can’t handle anything more than tiny incremental shifts – so we shunt the big kahunas into non-awareness. Then, when the time is right, the quantum shift fades into awareness in a blurry delirium, with a few major distractions in the background to prevent people from focussing too intently and frying their c-a circuits.

C-a circuits – as in?

Conscious-awareness circuits.

But couldn’t you just do a big underlying structural shift?

Sure.

And can that happen in one night too?

Yep.

It’s like anything’s possible.

Absolutely. Ultimately there are no limits, no rules.

Uh?

Ultimately we’re dealing with in-finity – so it’s gonna be pretty hard to find fundamentals which can’t or won’t yield to the power of Is = whatever might be/ whatever is not

Hum… interesting equation.

Yeah. It’s a mind bender – but suffice it to say that things can and do change dramatically – the only problem is being aware of what’s really happening – when we’re all, to a certain extent, flotsam and jetsam in the quantum stream.

It looks kind of hopeless, if you ask me.

Not at all.

No?

No. The minute you choose to recognise the quantum nature of things, the minute you realise and accept that, literally, any thing is possible…

Then?

You go from passive to active mode.

And?

Your flotsam and jetsam suddenly starts integrating vertically as well as horizontally.

Er…

Metaphorically speaking of course.

Of course – but, er, what does it mean?

It means that you now have an awareness of other frames, other levels, you start attuning, aligning, harmonising your software with your hardware.

And?

And – there’s a kind of harmonic resonance – what they once called the music of the spheres.

But that refers to the universe at large.

Absolutely – but when were you ever less than an integral part of the universe at large, my friend?

Er… li’ll ol’ me?  

Li’ll ol’ you. And the moment you bring vertical integration back into play – boom.

Boom? That bad?

Light speed – or what you think of as light speed – which is, of course, no speed at all – speaking pedantically.

And what does it do to my precious c-a circuits?

Good question. With vertical integration you can move between super-focussed and diffuse states in a blink of the mind – without mental flapping, without traumatic resistance, with ego-shock.

So I can handle any shift whatsoever?

Yes and no.

Er…

From the 3D perspective – an unequivocal yes. You’re able to shift frames and handle multi-dimensions, so you’re now using the quantum mind – a mind that awaits your launch code.

And the no?

Well – like i said – ultimately, we’re dealing with in-finity, so things can start getting blurred and unthingy – but these are not limitations of the nature or kind you could possibly conceive of from a 3D perspective.

So, I get the idea that whatever new, super charged reality I find myself in – sooner or later – I bump into walls and resistance – in a kind of depressingly never-ending cycle of expansion and assimilation.

Ah – how you rush to find fault with in-finity’s exploitation of your prime directive.

Er…

You know what it is – in your heart.

…something Star Trekky – to boldly go where no man’s gone before?

Something like that.

Really? I got it right?

More or less. I prefer a variation of Shakespeare’s oft quoted

To be or not to be?

Precisely.

But what’s your version?

To be and not to be.

And not to be? How’s that possible?

Good question. Isn’t that what we’re all endeavouring to figure out? 

Oh my G… And that’s it?

Might be, or then again, might not.

Nudge nudge wink wink – I get ya, mate. I kid you nought.

Very good. So what about tonight’s mission?

What about it?

One of the discussions out there in the quantosphere

Why on earth would you call it that?

Ok, ok - have it your way. One of the discussions in g-nome portal has been…

Sheez – I remember. How amazing is that?

Honestly – deal with your freakin exuberance man.

Oh – so I’ve gotta be all Zen, do I?

A little Zen would definitely help. Now, back to…

We were debating our collective battered wife syndrome.

Correct.

We’ve been allowing a bunch of sociopaths to run the planet and grind humanity down, physically, mentally

and emotionally.

Would you let me handle this?

Sure

Every night these serial abusers come back with profusions of love and sincere repentance, and every night we agree to give them one more chance – because what the heck – we can hear they mean it.

Absolutely.

But they appear to have some kind of personality split, or forked tongue.

Yep.

And next day they continue trashing the last remaining vestiges of paradise here on Earth.

So?

So we’re either incredibly dumb, hopelessly naïve or perhaps, in love with victimhood and digesting pain and abuse.

Sounds about right.

But why?

?

Why would we put up with it night after night? We’re not just talking about chemtrails, needless war and genetically modified food – we’re talking unspeakable shit – toxic pharmaceuticals, paedophilia, hell, even creepy scarcely believable satanic abuse. Ew!

Ew indeed – but from a quantum perspective – anything that helps trigger awareness is worth stomaching, worth enduring – is it not?

This is way too sick – when I recall the raw data we eyed last night.

But remember – when you’re out there and you know it’s the easiest thing in the world to cut them off, to shift, it makes it a lot easier to give ‘em another chance.

But we know they’re completely unable to change.

It’s not about them – is it?

Er…

It’s about us. They’re us – the part of us that agreed to go onto the side of “not to be”.

Literally, the dark side.

Yep – but literally the only side that made it possible for there to be a light side too.

Oh.

Precisely. Big mother Oh.

So we’re somehow responsible for not giving full power to our light side?

It needs great darkness to shine brilliantly.

So we’re doomed to eternal suffering.

Doomed? How so, if we meet every night to reprogramme the matrix?

Dam – you’re contradicting yourself again. Make up your mind – what are we supposed to do with them?

I – don’t – know

or care

Or care – only because I know that you’ve got everything under control.

Oh come on – pull the other one. We’ve got the sickest things in the world happening right under our noses – and we’re just dying to give these perpetrators of darkness and misery another chance.

Presumably because you still have unfinished business.

Like what?

I have no idea.

Like hell you don’t.

The words I chose and use carefully.

Like a bloody lawyer.

Precisely. G-nome portal, as you well know – is where the laws are made and unmade, with bewildering rapidity and ease – laws which bind energy, matter and notness – the very opposite of what you think it is, into a contract – a journey in time – the story of a day – a contractual agreement between heaven, earth and humanity, in the broadest possible sense.

Oh.

So, what is it?

What is what?

What is it you haven’t yet swallowed? What’s the unfinished business? What’s being put off incessantly?

How am I supposed to know? This is all happening at a depth way below my conscious-awareness as you yourself said.

Correct, but something tells me you now know too much.

Oh no. You mean they’re gonna come for me in black bloody helicopters?

Ha ha…

Look – I’m not feeling good about this. Can we just drop it please?

Sure. In any case – you’re probably, secretly, without even being aware of it, working for them as a double agent, aren’t you?

Nooooooooooo – don’t you dare.

Dare what?

You bastard.

Huh?

Playing all innocent, like you don’t know. I’ll kill you – I’ll rip your heart out…

And eat it?

And eat it.                                        oh.

?

Fuck.

...

Merry. It, er… looks like something got into me.

Something?

Like I’m compromised.

Huh?

Do you think it might be true – that I might be holding signal for them, unwittingly – aiding and abetting – a double agent?

No.

Phew.

If you were – it wouldn’t be innocent or unwitting – as you put it.

No?

It would be deliberate. A deliberate act of denial – a deliberate section of your mind, your conscious-awareness set aside for doing evil shit – dedicated to not-being – which is still up and running – parallel to your overtly light orientated self.

Oh F… This is too much…

It would be something that you would do everything possible to deny – even to the point of hating your friends and family – were they to shine light on this dark, dirty little secret.

Oh sheez. I might have known. I…

But fortunately all is not lost… The day is only 24 hours long and come night – all can be rewritten, should i be willing to process the 1 that is all – the whole that’s been holding me in space and time miraculously, all the way through this astonishing narrative –

to-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow…

and all our yesterdays have lighted fools

the way to dusty death…

It is a tale

told by an idiot, full of sound and fury

signifying nothing.

A-men!

A-men   :-)

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