Magicks, plural
Huh?
Plural. Magicks.
And what?
It isn’t the same as what you were thinking.
So now you’re able to read my mind, are you?
Well, chances are yes, you instantly assumed I was talking about some kind of, you know, magic.
The thought did cross my mind, for a second, until I noticed that oh so seductive “s” at the end of your word.
You mean to say you understand the difference this implies?
Why so surprised? You think you’re the only one who’s had to deal with things that make no sense when using words the usual way?
Er… it’s just people usually scratch their head or start looking at you like you’re a nutcase.
People… And you reckoned I’m of the same ilk?
Of course not Merry. Of course not but, how on earth could you know what I was thinking about? You can hardly read my mind, can you?
[whistling to himself] I’m not sure I’d need to, Zie.
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Your mind is more or less obliged to operate as every mind does – following certain prescribed pathways or patterns.
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I’m not trying to imply that you’re not unique, God forbid.
Sounds like it.
Just that the mind which conveys you through the tangled briars of 3D reality is designed to limit you and obstruct you no less than it’s supposed to aid and assist you.
Come on, that’s ridiculous.
Is it?
Well, yes. The mind can or should be able to take us anywhere if we’re willing to open it, if we’re willing to see the wood from the trees.
Can and should, agreed, but in actual fact it has another purpose. It's a mechanism or machine designed to make 3D reality as real as possible for you, to give you the impression that this is all there is, that this is the real reality, and nothing else matters or even exists.
Sounds like some crazy conspiracy theory to me. As far as I’m concerned, the mind is an incredible tool which enables us to operate in any situation. It's all but limitless.
Absolutely, if you bear in mind the nature of 3D reality, that this is a kind of laboratory, a kind of simulation, no matter how real it seems, which is only possible if the mind ignores or blanks out everything that doesn't fit the paradigm. This it does with incredible ease and grace, until we start to sense an other.
Another what?
An other, period.
Okay, you sense an other, and what?
Awareness.
Huh?
Awareness. It's a big deal. With awareness the 3D mind which is heavily programmed to focus on what, the nature of things which, to be fair, is not a bad place to start, suddenly starts noticing the gap between things, unthings, unthingedness, for want of a better word.
Er...
Starts noticing things which apparently make no sense, but which seem to exist, seem to be part of reality regardless. In other words, the mind becomes aware of what notteth no less than what whatteth.
Ridiculous! You're just playing around with words.
Yes, it certainly seems that way doesn’t it, and yet there's more to it than intellectual sophistry. You see, awareness comes from a deeper level than understanding. Awareness is a direct experience, taking us all the way back to consciousness itself. Awareness forces us to challenge our preconceptions, our prejudices and beliefs. It upsets the complacent apple cart of received wisdom and presumed knowledge. It takes our mind for a walk on the wild side of reality, to a place where things are no longer certainties, where things are no longer definite or even, strictly speaking, things.
Utter bunkum! You can't say things are not certain. Things being things fixeth them in the space-time matter of reality. They cease to be subjective. They become objective facts: facts or data points in the empirically verifiable field of things we refer to as objective reality.
Correct. Things are indeed features of objective reality, yet objective reality is but one side, one aspect of a totality, which includes both material reality and unthingable-ness.
Humph! I think you meant to say “unthinkable-ness”.
Yes, in some respects it is unthinkable for the rational minds cannot deal with awareness directly, can it? It can only really think in terms of things no matter how abstract, things that matter in some shape or form.
And awareness, you are saying, can go where the rational mind fears to tread? Is that what you believe?
Indeed it is so, but talking of this is largely meaningless unless we are ready to cut awareness some slack and allow it to proceed beyond the boundaries of objective, material reality, into the quantum wilds, into the great beyond, into no matter what.
Er...
Look, I'm not talking about trying to find crazy weird stuff that blows the mind. I’m not looking for thrills.
Then what?
Nothing really.
Lame reply.
I'm looking for nothing, but at the same time I no longer wish to deny things which are unthingable or unthinkable in the 3D model. So when I become aware of things which the rational mind is keen to brush under the rug, to deny or ignore, I simply open a window, so to speak, in another part of my brain. I allow the awareness to do its job and bring those unthings, for want of a better word, into play, into conscious awareness.
And er... what’s the difference between awareness and conscious awareness?
Well, you can be aware of something but if the mind doesn't wish to deal with it then awareness fades rapidly into the background and is all but forgotten, self-censored you might say, elbowed aside by a constant barrage of things that purportedly matter, favoured by the rational mind. Unless an awareness is brought to consciousness, categorised and slotted in somewhere, it struggles to compete with the rational mind which dominates the narrative. The rational mind is something of a bully who likes to have his own way, if you know what I mean.
And the consciousness can handle out-there awareness experiences, can it?
Absolutely. The conscious-awareness is a mind unto itself. It’s a mind which is not limited to the head, or past experiences, or even expectations. It's like the cloud mind. It isn't even limited to your physicality.
And we have access to this cloud mind, you're saying?
How could it be otherwise?
Er...
The cloud mind is essentially you in non-locality.
And non-time?
That's it. You seem to have grasped the essentials.
Well I see what you're getting at, but I'm not sure I believe it.
Absolutely.
Huh?
This is not something to be believed. It has to be experienced directly.
And how?
Well, partly when 3D reality stops making sense anymore, and partly when the awareness starts making it more and more obvious that there's something else, something using up bandwidth on the awareness channel but apparently going unreported, until the consciousness kicks into gear, can no longer ignore or deny what's under its nose. That’s when something really impressive happens, that's when the cloud mind overrides the rational mind's filters and bang. That's when you suddenly become aware of your awareness at the conscious level and kazam kazoo, you ain't never looking back, ever again, are you?
Er...
Like leaving the playpen. It was fun while it lasted but now you've outgrown that space. Time to move on, isn't it. Time to unmagick the magicks.
How do you mean?
Well you can't spend the rest of your life referring to everything that's outside the playpen yet able to affect what's going on here as magic, can you? Eventually the indigenous tribesman realises that the guys visiting in roaring flying birds aren't in fact gods, and that there’s a big world out there which he's actually part of. It's not necessarily better or worse, but it exists, and love it or hate it, once contact has been made there's no going back.
So the world beyond 3D is in all likelihood just as messed up as 3D itself?
Now why do you believe 3D is messed up?
Come on, give me a break. Anyone can see the state things are in in our reality. Why do you think they call it “the matrix” if it's natural and healthy?
Things weren't so different when you were inside your mother's uterus waiting to be born.
How do you mean?
It got fairly cramped. You couldn't see how you were going to manage the space. It was no longer what it used to be.
So?
So as one phase comes to an end you decouple from it. You unattach. You start sending out feelers, looking for the next. It's there, but it has to be discovered, doesn't it.
But why all the trouble? Why the pain?
Why oh why, I ask myself, and therein lies the rub.
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The pain is only ever as great as your resistance to the change.
It is?
Absolutely. If there was no resistance, if you hadn't grown hopelessly attached to this particular version of reality you would smoothly, effortlessly shift, flow, transition into the next.
How likely is that? I mean 3D’s not the kind of thing you can be lukewarm about, is it? It’s more akin to an obsessive compulsive disorder, isn't it?
You've got a point there, true, but the pain you're referring to is largely irrelevant.
What! How insulting. You have no idea what people are going through. The suffering and misery. Off the scale.
Absolutely. But bear in mind that you are the master of this process.
Huh?
You are the one managing the transition
You honestly mean to say that I'm some kind of sadomasochist, that I willfully cause myself pain?
No.
Then what?
I mean that you're delicately trying to reconnect yourself with reality, while the part of you that’s in situ in the playpen, so to speak, is doing everything it can to block and resist this reconnection, utterly convinced that nothing exists outside the playpen, or if anything does exist out there, it must by definition be bad, an existential threat, and must be resisted at all costs. Do you see the difficulty you face? You have been incredibly successful creating a reality that is engrossing and utterly convincing. It is material, is it not. Your body cannot argue with this determination, can it? You feel its blows, its gravitas, its weight and mass. What could be more real or more convincing than your reality, notwithstanding death.
Huh?
Death is to a certain extent the fly in the ointment of material reality, is it not?
I don't see why.
Yes, I know.
Why should death be an issue. It's just something that happens to all of us, isn't it?
Correct.
Then what?
It's something that happens which the rational mind is supremely unable to handle. Death makes a mess of all rational assumptions and calculations.
No it doesn't!
All of which are based on me being the centre of things, me being a certainty, me being constant, the all-seeing eye of the hurricane around which reality things turn and the drama unfolds.
Poppycock!
So the rational mind packages death in protective layers of “not worth thinking about/ to be dealt with at a later date/ who cares, it happens to everyone/ feeling scared? Sex, drugs or keeping myself busy with endless distractions will handle that”.
Well, there may be some truth in that.
Only if you're willing to consider that truth, which involves allowing the mind to float out beyond the playpen. As long as you desperately need to defend your play-castle reality, you'll be unable to see what I'm saying even if I present formidable evidence and watertight arguments, neither of which do I intend to do.
Whyever not?
I didn't come here to persuade you. It's none of my concern whether you believe me or not, or whether you're ready to accept any of this.
Don't you care?
Does it matter?
Er...
This is your life, your process, your religion.
Wait a minute... what do you mean “my religion”?
You believe in things, including yourself. As long as that belief is paramount, as long as you are utterly committed to your status quo, your version of reality, any third party attempt to overcome this will only provoke a more determined resistance, a mortal struggle not to let go.
You might be right there. So death, you were saying, is a problem.
Correct. Death is one of those awkward fundamentals which, like trying to explain how life and the universe originated, defeats all honest attempts the rational mind makes to provide a convincing 3D explanation. Without cheating the rational mind falls woefully short of handling the big questions. Fortunately, the rational mind is expert at cheating, and is more than able to distract, mislead, beguile, browbeat or face down the most intransigent of thinking minds. How? you may ask? What could be simpler? It has insider knowledge. It knows you inside out – all your fears and weaknesses, all your foibles and fantasies.
But you're speaking about the rational mind as if it's somehow not me.
Am I? Oh dear. Well never mind. I’d be the last one to suggest there might be an agenda at play. I certainly wouldn't wish to sow seeds of dissension or suspicion in the ranks of our faithful foot soldiers.
Ok, ok, I see your game.
A little insider joke, but as you can see, if the rational mind’s vaunted objectivity and neutrality only applies as long as we accept unconditionally and agree to work exclusively within the 3D paradigm, then we run into a problem once we come to the other dimension/ paradigm shift stage of the game. The highly respected and trusted mastermind that has served us so faithfully in building up our rock solid, bombproof reality, potentially becomes the greatest obstacle to any further advancement.
You really have the knives out for the 3D mind, I see.
I want a fair fight, nothing more.
And death?
Quit harping on about death, you know it gives me the heebie-jeebies.
Give me a break Zie, I know exactly what you’re up to.
Ok, bro, you don't miss a trick, do you?
Why do you have to drag it out like this. I know you've got something you want to say, so maybe you can just get on with it before I unsubscribe from your channel.
Ok, bro.
Cut it out Zie.
Well I'm hardly gonna call you sis, am I? That just sounds absurd.
Call me by my name, idiot.
Nonna? I thought you wanted to be incognito.
Ok, you've said it now so can we just move on. Death. Last chance or I'm leaving.
Nonna my beloved.
Ugggg!
Death is not a thing to discuss in polite circles.
Polite circles, my ass.
Very funny, but if the proverbial elephant is hiding under the rug, while we may not be able to see it as such, we certainly can observe what Einstein cryptically refers to as the curvature of space-time.
You mean a big bump.
That I do.
And?
And if death is a major non-thing, it too would presumably, though hidden, induce a bump big enough to challenge the best attempts to ignore it.
But you're saying nothing new.
True. Nothing of any consequence whatsoever, except that Einstein's space-time, though utterly abhorrent as far as science goes, is remarkably useful when one starts to consider the nature or form of reality itself.
Ah.
You see?
Not at all. Can't make head or tails of what you're on about.
Then why did you “ah”.
Dunno. It just popped out.
Exactly. And that folks is how babies are born, or new paradigms, if you like.
Exasperated Uggggg!
Regardless of what we think we know. Happenly, until with hindsight the magicks take shape as the backbone of a new emergent paradigm.
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Adios Nonna, so cruel yet so... “click”
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