And so it begins...

I've been searching for quite a long time. I've searched high, I've searched low. I've been all over this lush green world, I really have sailed the seas of the world, visiting far flung exotic places and met the people on the streets, smelled the smells, saw the sights, lived the experience.

Yet after all this experience I'm still left wanting more. I'm still left with the nagging thought that there's something else out there, something beyond life, beyond normal experience, beyond the everyday mundane world. I feel the tug of the mysterious every day, every single moment of existence. I hear it's name whispered on the air; it's true sound just out of reach no matter how hard I strain my ears to capture it. I catch fleeting glimpses of it from the corner of my eye.

Am I going mad? Am I wrong to believe there's something more than the illusion of society, of culture? All culture first sprang from a cult. Ours just happens to be an incredibly large and enduring cult. This cult has managed to convince us that material gain is the goal of life. It's not, it's the GAOL of life. It's Philip K Dick's "Black Iron Prison". We're told that cars and houses and money will make us happy. Man-made concepts, man made objects, man made problems.

You want to know the key to happiness?

The only thing we can take with us is the sum of our experiences on this planet, in this life. It could be construed as being the meaning of life. To experience as much as possible. Perhaps we're genetic recorders of experience, programmed to absorb life and all it's glories and disasters. For all we know we are living sensors for the universe which is experiencing itself, because it's the only way it can? Perhaps that's all life is? The universe trying to figure out what it is and why it's here? If that were true, surely that would make any of our own invented, personal problems seem miniscule in comparison?

For a long, long time mankind (and womankind) have been successfully distracted by our culture of obsessive consumerism, our fetishisation of property, our fetishisation of fear, our fetishisation of cleanliness. We are a society obsessed with being clean, we are a society obsessed with safety, with protecting our property in case some big bad wolf wants to come and blow it all down. Squeal piggy, squeal.

Who are you going to squeal to? Why do you think we see so many cop shows on TV? Society is simply reinforcing the idea that they are in charge, that they will always catch the bad guy, but don't forget, the bad guy is always out there, he always wants to steal your children, to rape you, murder you and steal your property.

Here's the deal. You wanna know how to break free of the psychic oppression of your corporate masters? You don't need to avoid all television or to stop reading the newspapers. Just be aware of the methods they use to instill fear in the populus. It's time for you to see the fnords.

The question remains - Why are we being kept in a state of fear? Is it to keep 'them' in power? or is it to keep mankind from re-discovering his true nature? Our nature as beings of supreme power, scope and magnificence. The world is ours, we just think that it belongs to them. Don't buy into their BS.

There IS something else out there. It's the truth. It's Barbelith, it's VALIS, it's the universal collective unconscious. We are all capable of tapping into it and tapping into our own personal power. They just want you not to remember how.

It's easy. Just believe.

Close your eyes.

Take a deep breath.

Open your mind.