A Cry from the Wilderness

We are surrounded by a dome of doom.

Everybody is eaten alive by their identifications, their emotional attachments. Step back for a moment: it is plain silly.

There is only light and darkness. The rest is stupid.

For God’s sake, stop complaining & whining & plotting like a village gossip.

Whatever happened to just having a beer with the guys.

You can shove your theories, your rules, and your revenge fantasies somewhere else. Seriously.

The dome of doom must be broken by love. Your darkness ain’t pretty. That’s a fact.

If you can’t recognize and discern the darkness in everything, and the light in everything, you are toast.

Yes, I’m crying. Because you are holding yourself back. You do and think and act against your better judgement. It’s sad.

Love and compassion are the key. It should be obvious, obvious!, that this is not the smothering “love” and “compassion” of the devouring mother. It’s the emotional partaking in another’s struggle towards the light. The loving gaze of one who understands.

Why would you judge people like a silly child judging its parents for not giving in to its whims? Stop with this nonsense already.

I don’t care about your “solutions.”

There is only beauty and truth and ugliness and lies. To yourself, to others; by yourself, by others.

The world is not as it seems, and you know it. Yet you draw all the wrong conclusions. A hammer thrown around in a frenzy won’t help.

What you need? You need a heavy dose of Love & Light slapped in your face with a goddamn iron bar.

People talk about Clown Show, but never ask what the meaning is of it all.

Leaders are not made by those pathetically musing about the “will to power.” Leaders are forged by destiny against their will.

I want symbolical sunlight and meadows. I want to rise. You will know and feel, or you won’t.

You create the cosmos. You can change it, wield its energies like a badass wizard. But you don’t know how. And you shouldn’t try until you do know. And once you know, you will realize you have already done it many times.

This world will run its course. Your only choice is how you relate to it: your free will is not of this world.

The silliness of it all is driving us nuts, I know. Our world is the product of a dark cosmic joke that isn’t a joke at all. The whole thing is insulting to our souls. Feel the insult. Stand up to it. But don’t listen to anybody telling you how to do it, or that you must do this or that. F**k them. Find your own way.

Oh yes, forget the idiots. Especially those lost in silly abstract fantasies, those too unadvanced to think in more than a list of absolute rules and fixed constructs, those who are so stupid that they believe we are a bunch of unconscious machines made of dead atoms, those who emanate darkness from every pore even while they tell you otherwise, and those who want to fix the world based on their ignorance of their ignorance (that is, everybody).

Forget them all, them blood-sucking, nonsense-peddling bastards. That way, you confine them to unreality, where they belong.

Find your destiny. You can’t learn it from anybody. You can’t forge it either or will it or invent it. You have to gradually discover it, follow it, or perish.

Your destiny will crush you, and you will hate it, and do everything you can to escape it. If you think you know it and you like it, chances are you are merely projecting some low biological urge as a justification for your utterly unjustified egomania.

You think you see the darkness, but without light, you can’t see anything, not even darkness. So rise. Rise like an eagle and see light and darkness, good and bad, truth and lies. “Beyond good and evil” doesn’t mean denying the distinction, which is clear as hell to anybody with half a soul still working; it doesn’t mean justifying your lowest drives; it means rising high above so you can live in REALITY.

Oh, and don’t get on my nerves with your optimism.

There is no fixing this, my friend.

Only to open your third eye, to switch on the light, to rise to a state of being not of this world. Like utterly, completely not of this world, yet containing everything in it. Yes that’s right. Deal with it.

You have no idea what’s coming, and how everything has changed, and how deep it all goes. “Thinking outside the box” doesn’t even begin to describe what’s needed.

Your prison is in your mind, and your mind is in history. Transcend it by becoming aware of history, therefore of your mind, therefore of your prison.

You are moving round and round the news cycle, the outrage cycle, the fashion cycle, even while you delude yourself into believing you are special, awake, unlike those normies. But you have no free will.

If you had it, you would stop moving in circles imposed on you by forces you don’t see, much less comprehend. Instead, you would use those circles to spiral the hell out of this mental sh*thole.

How? Use your emotions, informed by love based on truth, as a springboard to get in touch with the All. The rest will fall into place, if you know how to let it.

I don’t want to board no spaceships. I don’t want to live in a village, or a city, or the past, or the future.

Here’s what I want. I want to change our entire existence so that we can all board spaceships, chill in our hobbit houses smoking pipes with friends in a low-tech world in spiritual balance, study world history in an AI-enhanced super library, and much more—all at the same time, instantaneously, while feeling more real & connected & alive than we can ever imagine.

It’s either evolution or Last Men, in a dreadful, mentally fossilized slow-motion process, fading into oblivion.

Our call.

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