A Rude Bonk
Yeah, this latest Green Lion Tarot revelation has reconnected me with my manic insights from May. And they were insights. Incredible, amazing and profound links between things. They were so profound at the time that I thought, this is it, I'm going to ditch ALL worldly pursuits and follow the bellowing call that I have heard from the gods/powers/universe/The One.
Alas, as usual, I strayed back to my worldly ways. How much louder can god shout at you man? How many more signs must god give you before you believe that truly, undoubtedly, you have been chosen for the mission?
You see, the minute you try to ditch your pointless worldly pursuits, you're setting up an almighty battle between You and The World. The world needs worldly pursuers. That's the only thing that keeps the collective delusion from falling apart at the seams.
"It's all just mania" you say. Sure it's mania. Doesn't mean what I saw isn't valid. Mania affords its victims a view of things from new outside-the-box perspectives. Ask any Pdoc worth their Prozac, and they'll confirm that the revved up manic brain can jump around so quick and far that it can detect links between the most diverse things. Doesn't mean the links aren't there.
And that's primarily what May's insight was all about. A ginormous LINKING UP of things. Pythagorean philosophy, The golden ratio, Revelations, the WWW, the aerial map of England, The hebrew alphabet, the Gnostics, and the Future OF Mankind. Stuff that would make the Da Vinci Code look like Little Red Riding Hood's Granny. For the things I saw were no less than THE SOURCE CODE. The divine SCRIPT. The code of everything. The Code of Nothing.
(You see, if everything is 100% different, then really, it's just 100% THE SAME. Got to think about that one. Then maybe you'll get it.)
OK, so now you're thinking, Yeah, Yeah, this is just another Project DOG. Some little contrived and tenuous link blown out of all proportion by a self-engrossed ego.
Well, you can think that if you like. The trick is to KNOW, not think. And in order to know you can NEVER bypass WHY. You can bury your head in all the wheres, whats, whens, and witches, but ultimately you must stand before the almighty Y. The Robber's Cross.
Then you can say:
YES, I do
OR you can say : NO, I don't
OR you can say: I NEITHER do nor don't
OR you can say: I BOTH do and don't
If all else fails you can say: NONE of the above
But you know what: In ALL cases you'd be wrong.
Because when Chris's wife was holding the DOOR KNOB in Solaris
All she actually wanted was a ROOD BONK.
When will u Doogie Adams grovelling kidz get out the sandbox, switch off the fkn Level 42, and wake up to the fact that 618 is where it's @
ReplyDeleteCommonly known there are 7 chakras of the body.
ReplyDeleteThere are however 10 chakras.
Three are suspended in the region of head.
Bipolars reach for them to swiftly and hence our condition.
A very small percentage of man is evenly remotely aware of these three, but bipolars have tried to connect with them.
There is a page in Discover Atlantis which bears this out.
zOtl you are one intercontinental hyena's dick.
ReplyDeleteFly your bipolar 6, that a joke within it's self, 747 unique, to the 13th dimension.
If you need directions, plug into the universe and it will willing give you a map.
Posse?? Where the fuck u get posse man? I was talking about yr POSE, you know, that fake persona u put on for everyone.
ReplyDeleteWhats the matter Zoroaster - u got a lil' round one concussion that u put an extra S in there? You think you were still on cartoon network?
And stop counting yr Followers man. That's a really scary sign