Devious Beyond Measure
posted by A.D. IV [Jester] | July 29, 2010
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IcerocketI sit in this mundane sphere and imagine that I am not here. Visionary gifts of grand splendor from ancient experiences. A Mayan King, a Pharaoh, a Persian mystic and a jester in the kings court. A lot of bad karma follows beings of this nature. Diving deep into the realm of my subconscious mind I have discovered only a portion of my past before I was resurrected again. This life being my time of redemption and liberation, to suffer through humanities pinnacle of of darkness. Seeing reality for what it is with such clarity, making me wonder where my story will take me next. The meat of my plot has been one of grandeur and plentiful lavishness, vast knowledge and mystical wisdom. Now looking through a keyhole to the door of my escape from Samsara I wait for the key. What could it be other than me completing me? Making myself one with Ain Soph and the nothingness of eternity.
Wandering with my head in the clouds, feet on the ground, mind elsewhere and spirit everywhere else. Yet I still feel incomplete, completely devious and misunderstood. Why is this? Could it be that I am not meant to be one until the shift is done? Is that my punishment? Must be, we're all here because we failed to put the puzzle pieces together last time we were in a vessel. The women who did my past life regression told me that my impact will not be for another fifteen years or so, that my ideas and understanding will not be acceptable until then. That I am at the threshold of my life's transformation, and that I am the final key to my entire eternal life cycle. This is a lot to be told as a young man with a soul so old, immense pressure to complete my task as the key-holder.
The key is not only me, it is time itself. I am meant to be here to witness and endure the end of time. That will unlock all the past and future characters of my essence, and we will be one conscious entity containing consciously all the knowledge and experience I have ever known or will ever know. This culmination of my psyche is the key, a shamanic fool is as devious as one could ever become. A childlike madness coupled with innocent wisdom, eternally wandering through the cosmos, the trickiest teacher of them all. Here to watch civilization fall and guide the confused through the expansion of infinity.
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You are the confused that
— Aug 01, 2010
You are the confused that you are guiding. Mixing upaya with ego will only bring worse dark karma for 'tricksters'. Having powerful intension and focusing it like a sporadic tryptamine laser through neuronal sheaths will cause quantum flux of your personal geomagnetic bioelectric filed to occur and disrupt causalogical continuum, causing harm to others and manifesting demons from the subconscious that you only posses nominal control of.
Your childlike madness is rooted in fear of separation, and fear that the oneness and connection will be lost, indeed you used substance to get here of course it is fleeting. A busy mind will create problems for you, if you want to binge on shit do some yoga as well it will center your power, otherwise it is diffuse and harmful, shooting in all directions harming others accidentally while in a state of childlike madness messing with shit you don't know the power of yet.
Keep to the centered awareness of the experience and don't get taken by visions and your own potential for power. You can't guide anyone else if your mind is filled with ideation, that is a screen of hallucinatory illusion stuff, amplification of neuron firing frequencies encoding a mix of memories and speculative gleams of universal genetic information, which of course cements you as some type of emissary for these things, which is further ideation of the egoic sort.
You lack discipline. You ain't got the spirit for this. what you do is garbage, might as well smoke meth, and get all the ego without the half insights. If you want cultivate your practice then empty your mind of garbage that is the beginning. Then listen for the hum, then accord your body with the hum of your brain, then feel your qi or bioelectric current move internally, then stretch for 3 hours...feels good doesn't it? weight of thoughts lifted wayward emotions sink to a deepcenter in the abdomen, worries and mindwinds cease tumultuous torrential howling and begin to coalesce into aggragates of biophotonic resonance hubs informing the rest of you body and mind, informing anyone within a 12 foot radius, informing distant times and realms, the concordant circuitry of cosmic unity. Not the mental depictions and feelings of such which are not centered and thus open to ego manipultion, open to harming others through negative thought patterns...
What do you think drove the Aztecs mad and brought European invaders? Dark priests and fungi's embodying jester gods of death. The Aztecs had many words for hate, they had laws banning black magic, Paranoia and psychosis was prevalent in the decaying age of their culture, Drought and famine brought about by individuals possessed with power... tricked by their own egos into doing ignorance to others... bringing about through their hatred... , invaders with ambitions for metals and things from the earth, bringing their god of suffering to preside over 30 million dead souls lost to disease.
So don't fuck around kiddies! The kraken stirs in the darkness, keepers of the void.
that is why
— Aug 01, 2010
I am here to fix what I have done wrong in the past, but you seem to judge in a most pompous fashion, I agree I am young in this life but old beyond time in my deepest soul. I know far more than you tend to give credit for, I want to start yoga practice so badly, and I will. I only use enthoegens occasionally and in sacred manners, I teach in a mysterious pattern, but lead no one anywhere. The trickiest trick the herd to sheppard themselves. Jester Gods were gods of war, now it is my time to redeem and be a peace maker. I agree I lack discipline, but that comes with practice, you don't just wake up one day and know everything about your self, it takes years, in some cases life times. Just don't tell me my thoughts are garbage, because it makes you look like a phallus. I will take your ideas into consideration though and take it as constructive criticism. thank you for your perspective, even though it was a little harsh and borderline brutal. Namaste
"in order for there to be order... there must first be disorder"
If you love, your love, if
— Sep 28, 2010
If you love, your love, if you want to leave, immediately disappeared in front of me, but a lifetime. When a love has become the past, I was pursuing something, I still dream of holding any case, why not better, so he did not regret!
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