Down The Rabbit Hole

When anyone attempts to describe this other level of consciousness you often run into the film “The Matrix”. I have used the film as an example because the film was a significant emotional event in my life, not entirely due to the film itself, but because if triggered something dormant within me that surfaced as an awakening of sort. After the viewing the film I was resonating on a higher level and perceived my conscious reality differently. I perceived time differently. Some thoughts were manifesting before me as if they were commanded to appear in real-time. It was one of those rare events where my unconscious self was screaming at me to pay more attention. This awakened state did not last very long and the following day, after sleeping, I was back to my normal mundane perceptions. This was prior to my use of Psilocybin and my harrowing session into the void.

David Icke has entered my conscious reality many times throughout my life. Most of the time I have taken what he stated with a few grains of salt. This time however David has reentered my life after a series of recent enlightening events and now some of (foundational views pertaining to artificial intelligence or conscious simulation) Davids’s views are starting to synchronize with my own, which is a bit unsettling, because David’s views were a bit out there even for me (reptilian and the like).

The reason why I watched and now post this video is because I am finding that my antagonists or those that are actively preventing my ascension are not of this physical dimension. I still must acknowledge that there are people (physical human entities) that continue to be obstacles in my conscious environment. These human entities are, as Carissa Conti has experienced, under the influence or possessed by these extradimensional (not extraterrestrial) beings. I have had experiences where I met a person familiar to my family and she was one of the people who I call “the others”. She and I could not stand next to each other without feeling anxious or agitated. After she left the house I suffered an attack, similar to having the life drained out of me. The next time I saw her all the adverse feelings were absent. Her behavior was completely different from our first encounter and I did not suffer an attack afterwards. I have had numerous experiences (some corroborated by family members) where strange behaviors from strangers have occurred, mostly waving at me and acting as if someone hit pause, leaving them with a blank stare as if looking into the distance, when I approached them.

There have been numerous experiences that I now interpret as some other kind of influence acting upon myself or someone in close proximity. I have been momentarily been taken over when I have been in immediate danger, like a failsafe being activated to ensure my safety. I have also had experiences that were interpreted to protect someone else. If for some reason I perceive a person as a threat, I will encounter a kind of psychic intervention that favors that person. If I engaged in an argument with a person (that I now know to be under the influence of dimensional entities) I will find my throat tighten and find it difficult to speak (Matrix movie scene: “what good is a phone call if you are unable to speak” Neo’s mouth seals shut). The last physical altercation I had found myself in during the late 90s (a man touching my girlfriend inappropriately), I was unable to land a punch and ended up with a black eye. And, when I attended the local sail boat show I was attacked psychically when I approached a particular salesperson.

These are just a few of the numerous anomalous experiences I have had to date. Now,  I am learning to protect myself from the daily attacks with incantations I learned from Robert Bruce. I cannot explain how it works other than that it provides relief from the perceived physical and psychic attacks I have endured for the past 11 years or more. I have stated that I am a shaman, but recent activity concerning mysticism has gone to another level entirely.  Since the use of these methods there has been a shift in my conscious experiences. The yo-yo (pendulum) effect has diminished. I am more capable of maintaining a kind of equilibrium or homeostasis consciously. My unconscious experiences have normalized and do not exhibit the chaotic swings toward fear and despair. The most recent attacks that have left me with sudden health problems and people stating that I look tired and rundown have ended.

I am finding my way through. The extensive amount of people who once watched me and that I encountered when I first discovered that I was a targeted individual has dropped significantly. These people were either possessed, paid or forced to do something they probably did not understand. The last two people that were overtly watching me looked very concerned that I was going about my business without being influenced negatively. The two men stood out as “the others” always do with a kind of matte finish in the way light reflects off of them (best interpretation of what I see and feel). They were not happy with what they saw.

The ancient Gnostics were correct in the way they interpreted consciousness. They used the current vocabulary to express what they were experiencing. There are a lot of people other than Ike that are using our current terminology to describe our conscious experiences, such as artificial intelligence and simulations. What is interesting is that after a several thousand years the fundamental aspects of consciousness are actually the same, we just have different ways of interpreting what we are seeing and feeling. The only thing that has evolved is the sophistication of the illusion or simulation. There are far too many points of distraction. Far too many people support, protect and insure the continuance of the program (System Matrix, etc.). We even have a desire to propagate this illusion to other parts of the solar system without knowing that there lies an infinite universe of possibilities right here before us, right here and now.

Time 22:55 – In the presentation David talks about the limitations of these entities that ht home. He talks about the inability of these entities to create or imagine and are robotic in nature.

My experience has been spot on. Attacks happen depending on the time of day, the position of the sun and moon as if on a schedule or using a window of opportunity. I have often felt that these entities are intellectually challenged, but they cannot be if they are able to manipulate this level of consciousness and our perceptions to a point. They are limited possibly because they have evolved to a point where creative imagination is unnecessary or they are not of this dimension and cannot perceive everything. Mind parasites or as I called them parasites of consciousness are dependent upon humanity for whatever purpose and this is a exploitable condition of our unwanted relationship with them. They need us. At this time I cannot imagine a scenario where humanity needs them. To be free of them would mean that humanity would ascend beyond their ability to limit, interphere and influence us.

Call them what you like and history has given them many names (Gods, Demigod, demon, angel, jinn, ghost, spirit, aliens, extraterestrials, etc.) They have been ‘here’ since the beginning, but it is up to each individual to realize the true nature of this conscious experience and push past the illusory veil of our corporeal conscious reality. At this time I do not believe that a savior will come and free us in mass. I do think that the savior narrative fits well into scheme of this reality. There are a vast amount of people who are willing to wait (a few more thousand years) to be rescued, I am not one of them.  I am willing to risk everything to find a way to conscious liberty right now.

The past few weeks have been enlightening in a strange way. My view of what would be my own personal narrative as I conquered any and all obstacles never entailed parasitic dimensional entities, demonic possession, gatekeepers to a false conscious reality or unknow negative entities. But, I did surprise myself when I just took it all in stride and said “whatever it takes” bring it on…

I do have (I beleive everyone has) a very powerfull ally, my unconscious formless self. I do not know much about it (yet, it has my attention), but I do know that it is happy that I have realized its presence and potential. At last, I have someone I can trust implicitly. It makes a difference when you have someone on the inside, so to speak. Ready or, not here I come.

“What a long strange trip it’s been…”

Magicians, Deities and Consciousness

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Landing a helicopter in the early 1800s to talk to and help the citizenry with the knowledge and technology of our time would seem magical or downright godly.

The first time the Nameless used their technology on me I thought I was dying. They used their technology on me on a canyon road in Topanga CA. possibly hoping I would pass out and veer off of the steep clifs on that road. It happened again and after I made it home safely I made a farewell video for my then wife and family. The two instances caused me to think I was having a heart attack. Interesting since I was running from Topanga to Pacific Palisades on the trails of the Topanga Wildlife Preserve at least three times a week. I needed to be pretty fit to run the hills on those trails.
The next time I was hit by their E.M. beam I was in Hawaii. It was the climax of my escalating relationship with these people or beings. I remembered how the first two attacks felt and I knew I wasn’t  having a heart attack, I knew they were doing it to me. On the day of a series of attacks I was telling them to fuck off and goading them to try and take me down. I moved from room to room trying to avoid the beam. I could feel the energy dissipate when I left one room and then build as it tracked me into another room in my apartment. I did not leave the apartment because I was afraid that I would lose consciousness in the hallway or elevator. The prospect that they might have been waiting on me to leave was also heavy on my mind. I ended the first evening wrapped in wet towels in the middle of my apartment in the fetal position. 
The next night it started again. Not knowing what was happening I began to apologized and begged for them to forgive me. I thought that some kind of UFO or aircraft from some powerful alien race was punishing me.I thought their ship was hovering above the apartment targeting me with another barrage from their death ray, Gods sent to claim my soul. As the attacks continued I was able to fend them off with aluminum foil and then a hastily and loosely constructed Faraday cage out of cardboard and foil grounded to the plumbing under the kitchen sink. I started to be able to discern where the beams originated from as the altered the position of the weapon to exploit the weakness of the faraday cage. Most of the remainder of the attacks where from a building adjacent to my apartment building and from the apartments above and below my own. Needless to say that what I once thought were Gods were just the acts of petty humans. The great Wizard of Oz was revealed to be a group of people living, or stationed, at my apartment complex. The journal of those attacks is located at the end of my ebook.
The last time they used their weapon on me while driving I pulled off the highway and moved amoung other drivers in close proximity. A few hazardous maneuvers placed me back on the highway without feeling the weapon again. I knew that the weapon was being used from one of the vehicles near me. It wasn’t from an aircraft of any kind. They continue to use the weapon on my at my current residence, but since I am aware of them and their tactics it no longer frightens me. I know that they do so because I have reached a level of energy or life force that allows me to ascend to a higher state of consciousness. I know they just want to put me back in my place.

Today they resumed the attacks, but they were not as effective as they hoped. The EM field can be felt, but it is not as debilitating as it once was. I do not know if I am becoming immune or if I am being protected by some other source, but today was mild compared to the others. I went to the office of my appointment and the minions were just leaving, as they always do, casting a glance in my direction with the look of disdain and defeat.

It is not magic. It is not godly. It is not the behavior of some ascended being from another world. It is the behavior of humans that have acquired technology and use it to subjugate others to maintain power and control over others. It is the same behavior we have seen time and time again throughout our history. It is an unfortunate characteristic of people that have lost their sense of humanity and their respect for themselves and others. They do so without conscience and it can nolonger be tolerated by consciousness as a whole. Petty humans need to leave the magic to the real gods.
Magic

Is there such a thing? If someone was able to levitate or move over vast distances with a thought, would that be magical? Are we capable of such things? I have a feeling that we have always possessed these abilities, but they have been purposely hidden from us at this level of consciousness. Could you imagine this reality full of people floating around and poping from place to place. Supernatural abilities in the hands of a populace with our kind of maturity would be interesting to say the least. Should these abilities be purposefully hidden or obfuscated.

Are we not capable learning to use these abilities as any other ability. What about the simple act of walking. We did not just spring to our feet straight out of the womb. We learned to do so over time, both as a species (if you believe in evolution) and during our lives. Are we not capable of learning to use and respect our known and unknown abilities as we evolve and progress? Is this the reason why we are here in this realm? Are we too primitive to handle these so called supernatural talents that the Nameless use to exploit us on a daily basis?

Magic is just a word that describes things we are not capable of understanding or have not yet been able to understand. Consciousness is mysterious and magical because we are unable to interpret what consciousness itself is showing us. Consciousness uses this to invite us to take a closer look so that we may discover all it has to offer. Science has discovered the quantum weirdness of the universe. Things that do not make sense are usually written off or made out to be some sort of universal constant with some mathematical value. It may just turn out to be that consciousness cannot be explained with numbers and formulas, it may turn out to be far to dynamic and intrinsic to consciousness itself to warrant an explanation.

I have been reminded of Carlos Casteneda. His work has been dismissed as fiction. Much like my story has been dismissed as delusion. The greatest story ever told has garnered millions of followers. Why has it been so easy to believe in a story about magical events that had happened thousands of years ago but when someone talks about the experience of some magical or supernatural events in their life they are simply explained away as an act of God or dissmissed as lies or delusions? We have been conditioned to react this way. We have forgotten to look for the mystery in life. We have lost contact with consciousness and the magic and wonder held therein. Consciousness is trying to get our attention to the all the wonder, mystery and magic that it is willing to provide us. All we have to do is break from our inherited delusions. The easiest way to do this is with psychedelics. Psychedelics are an important part of our consciousness or they would not exist within it.

My Waking Dream

The Nameless are beginning to be more overt. They are antagonizing and provoking me. Standing in front of my home (female Mexican witches with their male handlers – they always come in pairs), driving slowly in front of me on my bike rides (typical minion thug), flipping me off on the highway (caucasian male in a blue BMW Z4), making faces at me when they drive by while I am riding my bike on congested roadways (goofy looking male of Asian descent). They are even sending their adolescent spawn out to provoke me (I have always wondered about the nature of the spawn of the Nameless and bullying in schools – as well as violent retaliation from others in events such as the infamous Columbine Massacre).

I no longer react because I view them the same as when I see them in my sleeping dreams. The menacing characters can do nothing if they are unable to incite a reaction. I am lucid in my waking dream and just view them, avoid them and laugh. This childish behavior is very odd, but it reveals that they are as petty as I have always stated. They have come to their wits end and the true nature of their character is coming to the fore; childish petty demons of myth and folklore. The oddity of our sleeping dreamworld is usually recognized just before we wake up. I am hoping that these odd experiences are an indication that I am close to my eventual awakening.

It may very well turn out to be that I am not insane, I am just starting to view this reality as the insanely delusional world it actually is. What does that say about an insane person that starts to view normal people as insane? The more I witness this kind of behavior the more contentment I find within my own conscious reality. This is truly a mind fuck…

NOTE: I must apologize for the hastily written entry riddled with errors and typos. I did not have time to reread the post at the time ts was posted. I hope that I have corrected most of the errors. Much is starting to happen. I try to post as soon as I experience them.