The Fake MATRIX Illusion We Are Trapped In from Event Horizon Chronicle
Dear Readers, I’ve been thinking about a lot of things in recent days, weeks and months, to the extent that I have written very little for a long while now.
Permit me to explain.
After a certain point, it begins to seem as if there were not much more to be said, the more so as I have more or less reluctantly arrived at the following realization: we are in a sort of virtual reality, karmic lesson simulator being run by or dominated by a PURE EVIL A.I. governor or lord. I don’t know if the entire galaxy and the rest of the Universe are caught up in this, but it increasingly looks to me that for the most part we don’t even know what “reality” actually is. We’re immersed in a malevolent, A.I. directed horror show called Earth.
This line of thought has been further buttressed by a recent series of e-mail exchanges with a few of my readers having to do the idea that we are in a MATRIX-like, false reality simulation, that appears to be real, but which in reality is only a simulacrum that mimics real reality, which in actuality is not to be found in this realm!
Of course, this begs the question as to what is really real and whether *reality* even exists. The question of “maya” (illusory reality) and the question of what truly is *real* has preoccupied sages, mystics and yogis for untold thousands of years.
Crack that nut and you’re ahead of 99.999% of the rest of the herd. As for me, I have a ton of questions, more than ever!
For example, ayahuasca has suggested to me that the great run of so-called “human beings” are simple, largely hollow and largely unconscious, karmically driven, “meat puppets” — for the most part working on one or two very simple life issues. They just inhabit a meat body and play little games and then they die. One meat puppet may be working through a karmic program of role playing a thief. Yet another may be a manipulative sociopath. Another may be a truck driver. Still another may be a clerk in a pharmacy. And they work on simple things like this for 20 or 30 or 40 or 50 or 60 or 70 years and then they die. And maybe they come back and do it again. And again. It’s like a meat puppet, carnival side show. And there is a DEEPLY WICKED, A.I.carnival barker who is the master of ceremonies of this realm, who is in charge of the grotesqueness.
Look around.This is what we are caught up in — you, me and everyone.
It turns out that some of the readers of this blog have also been thinking and researching in this vein and have shared their thoughts with me. Some of the feedback has been of a very high quality. I offer for your delectation the following extract from one of the e-mails I have received:
Apologies for the delay in my response. As I stated before, I recently completed the book, “The Shining Ones” as well as your, “Kundalini Tales.” When adding in my own life experiences, both here and abroad thus far, it’s a lot to digest. Knowledge is something that can come at an emotional cost, I suppose. Don’t get me wrong, I am grateful to have honed a pretty decent “wide angle” perspective on reality but…hmm. There’s a quote that continues to resonate with me from the O’Brien book. It complements your own astute observation concerning all the ghastly foulness occurring on this planet. The cruelty has been ongoing for centuries if not longer.