Life doesn't make rational sense sometimes. Ok, alot of the times.
Why humanity behaves the way it does occassionally - or repeatedly - destroying the environment, imposing its sadistic urges for domination onto others, enslaving itself to serve systems designed to maximize the numbers of intangible monopoly money is some computer database... Why we adopt lifestyle habits that end up killing us and our relationships... Why we worship imaginary figures and condemn entire segments of our population for not accepting our fictitious heroes as "saviors..." Why Trump ended up as P.O.T.U.S....
It can all seem a bit randomly chaotic and illogical.
Though, perhaps there is perfect order in it. After all, nature's laws of cause and effect and irrefutable.
But, without a heavy dose of psychedelics, a near-death experience, or some profoundly rare epiphany into the deeper dynamics of this shared holographic reality occuring on this dimension we call "Earth," most might be left to wonder what the fuck is going on here.
Let's be real. Shit is kinda bonkers. And I'm sure you can provide an ongoing list of factual evidence to support that hypothesis.
Inevitably, life has its ways of tearing off our blinders and presenting us information that drowns our childish pollyanna views of the world with the heaviness of human pain, suffering, injustice, betrayal, sorrow, and all that other not-so-fun stuff. Growing up - for many of us in the western world anyways, who may have had a picture of society painted for us bestowing our vision with rose-colored lenses and beliefs we were collectively at the pinnacle of evolution - life was easier.
Optimism was justified by the steady feed of news of economic growth and pop-cultural richness. Happiness was a breeze, as the adults took care of everything and we were free to play. Then, something happened.
Whatever it was - perhaps something different for each of us - reality hit home.
Our eyes were opened to the darker side of life.
Truth started slipping in through the lies we'd been fed. Ugly truths. Demonish truths. Truths that haunted the deepest crevices of our souls.
We may have each been cracked open to different facets of what wasn't working so well here afterall. But we all had to come and face some facts: there was a shadow side to humanity. And it wasn't nice.
Perhaps we marched on, still full of vigor and optimistic that the wrongs of the world could be righted, adopting a "rebel with a cause" spirit. Others sunk deeper into depressions, enthusiasm drained with the continual lashes fate cruelly inflicted.
Why are we here? most of us asked sooner or later.
And answers never came.
So we sought them.
Yet, what we found probably made us only more confused, or increasingly frustrated, bitter, and angry.
Some of us found those who claimed to have answers. And wanting so badly to have some way to rationalize all the madness, many bought into very stinky bullshit.
For some, the promised salvation laid in delegating responsibility over to some dead guy with a beard and fervously trying to scare everyone else into thinking they were evil if they, too, didn't come pledge allegiance to some stack of paper with ink scribbled all over it.
For other, their hope came in a "new age" approach, whereby happiness and peace were to be found by being "positive" - viewing all the violation of natural law and human right as an opportunity to light the darkness with their love.
Yet, the chaos continued. Ever got kinda worse.
The End.
(Or is it...?)
Patterns have repeated. Cultural programs playing out over and over.
The faulty mechanism of these biological space suits we call our bodies... imperfect. Probably about due for an upgrade, if there is something to the whole "evolution" theory.
For the mass majority of people, there is no way out of the loops.
Some have clued in that something's off. And in more attempts to make sense of it all, we've created storylines. We've picked villains to point our fingers at and blame. We've engaged all the cognitive biases at our disposal to create whatever illusion of control we could to convince ourselves we still had some power left to make a difference, despite being slaves to our own internal psychological mechanisms at root of the seeming disorder in our lives.
Really, it kind of is a prison.
But it's not the government or bankers that are responsible.
It's not even really us.
It's just the dynamics of universal law, operating through vehicles not built to sustain higher levels of functionality.
We are all dying.
Though perhaps not for the reasons most think.
As advanced as we've believed science has come, our collective understanding of the brain-body-genetic system and its role(s) in generating a shared holographic construct we call "reality" is quite limited. Like, we've probably barely even entered pre-school, comparatively.
But, knowledge filling in the gaps is coming.
In the years ahead, people will likely discover the actual root cause of sickness and death itself.
And no, it's not because of vaccines, flouride in the water, GMOs, chemtrails, etc, etc. There are no conspiracies here. Nor are there cure-all magic snake-oils.
I could potentially break into some reasonings here as to what both the cause and solution might really be. Though, it might be a bit premature for that. Or, I might just end up making a fool of myself like all the other quacks who claim to have the answers. And there have been alot of them.
But regardless of all the spiritual "we create our reality" mumbo jumbo, the motivational memes telling us we're in charge of our destiny, the self-proclaimed health gurus rallying against big pharma and selling miracles cures on their websites, and the religious fanatics hailing in a new world holy order - at the end of the day, shit's breaking down because we don't have the processing capacity to keep up.
Again - our bodies have not evolved much since the horse & buggy. The human vehicle is slightly overdue for an upgrade.
With the explosion of information flow since the internet came forth, it's been impossible to process every bit of information that would be required to be inputted into our brain's computation of solutions to our problems.
We might be able to see the order in the chaos.
We might be able to see the myriad of cultural programs running in both individuals and organizational entities driving the behaviors of people, groups, governments, and corporations.
We might be able to see complexity of details in the systematic dynamics of insitutional structures & operations and their interaction with one another as interdependent agents in global ecosystems.
We might be able to interpret the genetic coding as extracted to produce the events unfolding before our eyes on the world stage - accessing insight into the intricate link between the human memory system and what gets extracted out via the encoding within our brainwaves onto the projection screen of our conscious experience.
We might be able to dig into a collective memory network to access the source code of our reality, determining where the "bugs" lie producing outer results - and to run simulations of alternations to the code until we found what within the memory database needs adjustment to restore harmony and integrity within the system.
Go re-read these last few paragraphs.
Maybe, there is all this nasty shit going down in the world, for one - because it's merely where we're at in our evolution - and secondly, because we haven't yet accessed the potential of our own brains' processing power to activate the sensory abilities and capabilities enabling complex pattern recognition of a degree at which the solutions we seek become clear and we unlock the skill to collective organizate for the effective execution of those solutions, with their inevitably requirement of rewriting unfathomable amount of cultural coding throughout millions of planetary entities (institutions, organizations, groups, tribes, etc.)
Head spinning yet?
If not, go back and re-read that. I'm not joking.
At a certain point in evolution, the chaos ends. (Or rather, the perception of 'it' as chaos ceases - the phenomena continuing, though the order in it all perfectly clear.)
Perhaps further down the line, the 'chaotic' phenomena itself transforms through a complete rewriting of the code. Though that may be a ways away. That also might be some utopian ideal. Or, maybe this is all a simulation, and that already exists on a different channel.
Though, what good does any of this ponderance do for us, anyways - if the potentials to enlighten our confusions and rewrite the source code in the memory system generating our holographic reality is years ahead? What good does knowing what may be coming do for us now, when we're decaying, trapped in these malfunctioning bodies running in survival mode, energy levels declining such that we barely have enough to support our own thriving, let alone work out the solutions to the world's largest problems?
Maybe none. Maybe we are trapped in shitty vehicles ill-equipped for this day & age, and just have to make the most of our dysfunction and enjoy the bumpy ride while it lasts.
That may not be the most optimistic outlook. Though it might be realistic. No sense sugar coating bitter truths.
Though, maybe a sneak preview of what might be coming may equip us to know when opportunity presents itself.
Maybe we are fated for disaster at this point. But, by the possibility coming into awareness of what the potential crossroads might look like that could avert our course in a constructive, alternative route - we might possibly know enough that when it's time, we'll be prepared to recognize the call to shift course and follow the white rabbit when we see it.
If this resonates, follow my account.
This is the breadcrumb trail.
We can wake up tomorrow and take some major or even minor action to change the course of our lives. This is true.
And those slight veers of direction may even bring consequences to change the lives of others. This is also true.
But truth alone doesn't make things happen. Applied, it might.
Though even then, sometimes a tiny bit of truth is really relative fucking irrelevant in a context governed by layers upon layers upon layers of memory coding lying deep beneath the surface of awareness, that we are totally unequipped to even begin dealing with addressing.
Sorry to drop the bomb, my friends - I know that sounded like it was going in cliche light & love inspirational direction for a moment. Though the reality is, despite all the motivational rah-rah and positive thinking, the odds of universal law are against us, so long as our brain-body-genetic vehicles remain un-upgraded. I hate to be the bearer of bad news - but I'm not. Just stating facts - and if you stick around long enough, there will be more to counter on the good side. But not now.
For now... I dunno.
Each of us is on our own path. Some are struggling. Some are rocking it.
Some really have found a trajectory in life that has worked to bring them stability and well-being. Many more have not.
And despite those who've not seeking far and wide outward for answers, the "expertise" and "authority" of others claiming to have answers always falls short of expectations. For it's only ever one perspective. No hope of attaining salvation can ever be attained until a person has embraced both ends of contrasting perspectives - and the full spectrum in between. Yet, most close down to perspectives conflicting with their own - thus shutting down their entire brain to the perception of the full-spectrum in which what they truly desire lies.
No "authority" will likely tell you that.
Not because of some covert, conspiratorial intention to control. But simply because pretty much no one knows this stuff yet. Like I said - we've barely entered pre-kindergarden. The Gods are probably laughing at us, learning to crawl right now.
Anyways...
I leave you that all to sit with for now.
Take and absorb what you will. Criticize what you won't, and it will only dumb you down.
Even if it was all bullshit... bullshit too has its time and place. Discarded, with it, opportunity goes. Acknowledged, the seeds of wisdom might lie within - whether through the contrast provided to clarify truth, or the transmutation into new form. (Such as manure feeds the garden we eat.)
And irregardless of how much of this might have been truth and what could possibly have been not - the real truth always lies somewhere in the middle.
Follow the white rabbit... ;-)
