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On the tide of learning ! Having dodged mainstream learning I felt I could now add bits n pieces to fulfill my quest for knowledge. I had not been brainwashed in the usual ways (I'd been brainwashed in appalling ways)and I'd often been asked what was my secret. To my unageing appearance. I'd simply rejected any notion of time being in control, I also wasn't attached to anyone whom demanded that I age. But there could be other things going on and I feel the strangest thing, a pull that's drawing me backwards through time. It reminds me of that time out in the desert at night exploring that remote mountain that seemed to be at the center of alien activity. I'd been tasked to take a device in my backpack that could sense any vibrations inside the mountain that could be caused by the factory beneath where the craft were made. I got to that untroubled and set the machine down and layed back to enjoy the beautiful night sky. It wasn't long before I felt the energy and its effects. Some kind of unearthly pull was gripping me and trying to suck me into another space. My watch had stopped so I shook it but still nothing. I'd put my finger on that moment to explain how I'd got on that different road. I'm guessing the aliens had somehow short circuited time to their advantage. I felt a fear that somehow I'd never be completely normal again. That some new thing had found a home in me. As time went on it would become more apparent and everyone I knew would be getting older and die and I kept feeling even younger. I had the joints of a young person too and I went on long runs feeling invigorated, and wonderfully alive. I'd come to lots of conclusions that may not be represented in the classroom curriculum. One was about windows, and it was smack bang about at the heart of personal development. It was that when you seem ready an opportunity to advance was slipped your way. It was window to a new space but only temporarily available and if you didn't accept it then you could wait for the next window. Sometimes those windows were outright scary. One time just out of the blue a wonderful feeling filled me, but what was I supposed to do with that? I hoped I'd sleep and wake up feeling normal again. in my hardened depressed, sarcastic state. I felt bullet proof like that. I liked my serious look framed in my curly hair. It spoke of the discordance in my being. I decided to accept any windows that would come my way and meditate more. Cayce was an average unexceeding student when he was given a gift. He could suddenly remember all the book titles and authors in his list. Other things too and this is what I mean by a window. The mind .the real mind is hidden, locked away from your normal thinking human. It is like a tool cabinet that lay quiet, unopened till some need is there. I'd had this problem of describing how schizophrenia worked to a jury, to help understand how culpable they were. Not every schizo has alter personalities that totally consumed them in a Jeckle & Hyde way. But the loss of the "middle ground" the feel good place that felt like it is in the center meant you could swing violently between the countering forces on the sideline. If someone was nice to you you felt wonderful and conversely if they taunted you you seeped with a revengeful rage. It was so ridiculous the way you could be controlled. So this is how I described what could be going on. You also had the ability to explore all the unused secret chambers that lurked in the mind. No barriers to what others were thinking and contact with spirits, from previous lives. o there I lay feeling those forces trying to suck me down into the mountain and I dropped into an uncomfortable dream and I learned a lot about the aliens, and what they were doing. the way they hunted with tools we have no conception of. The war they fought against the 'matrex' Gods who'd rather be left undisturbed. They'd hear the knock on the door and feel a chill that they'd been found. Not safe anymore. The aliens were trying to depose the rulers of the matrex to be in control themselves. It had been a frustrating fight for them, finding a home that suited them where they'd be left alone to do their work. The Earth was that place where the inhabitants were technologically challenged and their minds could not grasp the higher order that ran things. They played their stupid wars over boundaries and their corrupt leaders were only intent on living off the profit of the few who worked. They were becoming stupid too and reading was like a lost art with few doing it anymore. Where were they heading? A split was opening up between them and some wanted to do what they could to reverse the destruction and return the Earth to a time in the deep past where simple values and ways meant you had a lot of time and didn't need to do a whole lot. What is a life ? I was just wondering that recently when a guy claimed he'd done 800,000 klms in his car. He was getting past middle aged no and busy as ever, and you know living closely with animals who here one minute gone the next amplified the disparity. We'd become something completely nuts !       Imagine my surprise when I found out that my opinion actually mattered!  |
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Evolution was the work of the 'matrex'. How they got there kicks ! Imagine my surprise when I found out that my opinion actually mattered!
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Some of the ancient statues and temples defy logic......how did they do it.
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Gillian knows!
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Some of the ancient statues and temples defy logic......how did they do it.  Imagine my surprise when I found out that my opinion actually mattered!
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Gillian knows!  Imagine my surprise when I found out that my opinion actually mattered!
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