The Truth
How many times have you known the truth only to find out that you were not fly aware of all the facts and had to backtrack? I backtrack all the time. I am a seeker of the truth.
I fully recognize that I do not know the truth, except according to Mike and he has been wrong so many times I can’t count them all. When I say I am a seeker, I should say that I love rabbit holes. I am Alice in Wonderland and I love being twisted around like a prize booby. Now don’t think I am stupid because I am quick as lightning when it comes to figuring stuff out only to find that I have been led on a wild goose chase.
One moment I am human in the middle of a powerful new world order, the next I am a hybrid with 50% Draco blood. Then I have my blood drawn in the 4th dimension only to discover my DNA- Soul connection. Next I discover that I am not in the same time frame as I once was, and have become a Clone of myself in a different reality.
All through this, I am still here writing away observing how deep the rabbit hole goes, only to find out that it is not a rabbit hole at all, but rather my odyssey of the mind which carries me to all kinds of highs and lows. I had to lose my ego a long time ago to survive knowing what I think I know of the truth. It is a good thing I love mind games because this life in 3-D is one big mind fuck.
Recently, I found out that the Human/ Hybrid mind was made up of 13 cubed holographic spaces, each possibly containing some version of the truth. By thoroughly understanding one space, one is allowed to jump to the next space, and so on. One can jump more than one space at a time, but there is a risk of not knowing whom, when, or where one is when one does such a thing. I do things that make me in constant jeopardy all the time because of my Soul-DNA test and my ability to have my soul answer questions that I ask, not know the gravity of what I am asking. My assumptions often get in the way of my progress toward the truth. My ego continually gets in the way because I am constantly challenging all these truths that we as people of the earth just took for granted all these millennia.
Back awhile I realized that my questions were too difficult and so I experimented to find that I had gone beyond his mere cover which I call my body. Not I recognize the difference between my body and me. It’s a lot like when John Quincy Adams was asked on his deathbed how he was doing, he replied, “I am dying, but other than that I am fine.”
When somewhat enlightened creatures get to that point in their lives, they have truly accomplished something, that of being able to distinguish between the mundane body and the energy which gives us the spark of life. It usually shows up just before they die, as they have no choice, but to accept the inevitable anyway.
These lessons of life have been happening to me a lot lately. Maybe it’s because I have a lot of time to myself to reflect on the reasons why I am here, or maybe it was just my time to get some real knowledge. I know that no one else can use the knowledge I have or even wants my specific knowledge, probably because it doesn’t belong in their lives. Everyone comes to 3-D on a different path with different things to learn in this lifetime. One thing is for sure; it is too short to mess around going after only material wealth, the perfect diet, or the most beautiful garden.
At age 61 I am old enough to know what I want and start going after it. Only thing is, I wake up each day and wonder what new idea or thing will hit me over the head enough to change my direction. At every stage of my life I knew I had this game figured out only to be dealt a blow in the head, sometimes it took several times going through the same thing over and over for me to see that my course was not set like everyone else’s and the rules that applied to the other people did not apply to me. I knew I was very different a long time ago when I did not fit into the mold like everyone else did. I have always been lost in thought, but now it is ridiculous as to the amount of thought I go into about a seemingly simple process. My analysis-paralysis has been cut way down by my test, but it has not stopped it altogether.
I know what it is like now to be older and the world has passed you by. No one is interested in the slightest in what I have to say, it is enough to get it done and move on. There is no actual learning done today if the man or woman can write down the process of actually doing something and sell it on the net. Pretty soon, within a matter of months, it is common knowledge and you can’t even give it away.
We are all infomaniacs for only what we want to see. Strip it down to the minimum time and feed it to me in my IPOD. If it is more than 2 minutes in length, forget it, because I’m not interested. I am part of the instant generation. Instant food, instant info, instant knowledge, instant learning is a part of what I was taught was good and true to have.
I fully recognize that I do not know the truth, except according to Mike and he has been wrong so many times I can’t count them all. When I say I am a seeker, I should say that I love rabbit holes. I am Alice in Wonderland and I love being twisted around like a prize booby. Now don’t think I am stupid because I am quick as lightning when it comes to figuring stuff out only to find that I have been led on a wild goose chase.
One moment I am human in the middle of a powerful new world order, the next I am a hybrid with 50% Draco blood. Then I have my blood drawn in the 4th dimension only to discover my DNA- Soul connection. Next I discover that I am not in the same time frame as I once was, and have become a Clone of myself in a different reality.
All through this, I am still here writing away observing how deep the rabbit hole goes, only to find out that it is not a rabbit hole at all, but rather my odyssey of the mind which carries me to all kinds of highs and lows. I had to lose my ego a long time ago to survive knowing what I think I know of the truth. It is a good thing I love mind games because this life in 3-D is one big mind fuck.
Recently, I found out that the Human/ Hybrid mind was made up of 13 cubed holographic spaces, each possibly containing some version of the truth. By thoroughly understanding one space, one is allowed to jump to the next space, and so on. One can jump more than one space at a time, but there is a risk of not knowing whom, when, or where one is when one does such a thing. I do things that make me in constant jeopardy all the time because of my Soul-DNA test and my ability to have my soul answer questions that I ask, not know the gravity of what I am asking. My assumptions often get in the way of my progress toward the truth. My ego continually gets in the way because I am constantly challenging all these truths that we as people of the earth just took for granted all these millennia.
Back awhile I realized that my questions were too difficult and so I experimented to find that I had gone beyond his mere cover which I call my body. Not I recognize the difference between my body and me. It’s a lot like when John Quincy Adams was asked on his deathbed how he was doing, he replied, “I am dying, but other than that I am fine.”
When somewhat enlightened creatures get to that point in their lives, they have truly accomplished something, that of being able to distinguish between the mundane body and the energy which gives us the spark of life. It usually shows up just before they die, as they have no choice, but to accept the inevitable anyway.
These lessons of life have been happening to me a lot lately. Maybe it’s because I have a lot of time to myself to reflect on the reasons why I am here, or maybe it was just my time to get some real knowledge. I know that no one else can use the knowledge I have or even wants my specific knowledge, probably because it doesn’t belong in their lives. Everyone comes to 3-D on a different path with different things to learn in this lifetime. One thing is for sure; it is too short to mess around going after only material wealth, the perfect diet, or the most beautiful garden.
At age 61 I am old enough to know what I want and start going after it. Only thing is, I wake up each day and wonder what new idea or thing will hit me over the head enough to change my direction. At every stage of my life I knew I had this game figured out only to be dealt a blow in the head, sometimes it took several times going through the same thing over and over for me to see that my course was not set like everyone else’s and the rules that applied to the other people did not apply to me. I knew I was very different a long time ago when I did not fit into the mold like everyone else did. I have always been lost in thought, but now it is ridiculous as to the amount of thought I go into about a seemingly simple process. My analysis-paralysis has been cut way down by my test, but it has not stopped it altogether.
I know what it is like now to be older and the world has passed you by. No one is interested in the slightest in what I have to say, it is enough to get it done and move on. There is no actual learning done today if the man or woman can write down the process of actually doing something and sell it on the net. Pretty soon, within a matter of months, it is common knowledge and you can’t even give it away.
We are all infomaniacs for only what we want to see. Strip it down to the minimum time and feed it to me in my IPOD. If it is more than 2 minutes in length, forget it, because I’m not interested. I am part of the instant generation. Instant food, instant info, instant knowledge, instant learning is a part of what I was taught was good and true to have.
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