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.
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 :-)
0=1
Cuckoo la
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