Programmed? We all are. Why are you coughing? I’m sorry if you didn’t know: your brain doesn’t work for you but against you. Uncle?! Why are you coughing? Believe it or not, I’m telling the truth. Well, there you go. It’s hard to hear yourself being told such enormity. First of all, I refused for a long time to swallow the snake. It was too huge. Indigestible.
And then one day, I believed it. I saw the big machines coming together between the sun and us, I knew. They were massing to stare at us, the passengers amazed, the crews in stitches with laughter, I understood.
A simple example: we wake up, we say to each other: today no job, I’m just bubbling. I take care of myself for a change. What independence! What nerve! What courage! My ass. You’re just following the program prepared for you.
Everything happens as if this planet earth — and the whole solar system — were the result of an ancient experience: creation of an animal humanity. Intelligent, developed, creative beings, even daring ones, but totally devoid of a knowing and active soul.
Beings designed to obey overpowerful, soulless masters who are also incapable of rising above their animal condition. Animals, that’s what they are, that’s what we are when we imitate them.
Sad humans of the 5th humanity, condemned to animality in this soulless kali yuga. Our protector, the Mother Goddess, has given us a soul. But Kali Yuga is her dormancy: she sleeps the sleep of the just.
Sleep of injustice, rather. We lack his support. We miss his help and support so much. Condemned to fend for ourselves, we bicker over nothings. What is essential is invisible to the eyes; we can only see clearly with our hearts. Do soulless beings have hearts? Alone against the infinite, learn to resist the destructive and disruptive attraction of our soulless gods, the Archons.
I am programmed. You are programmed. He is, she is programmed. We are, you are, they are programmed.
It is not our inner being that is programmed. The brain’s program is more superficial, which is enough for almost all humans. In Kali-yuga, indeed, very few human beings venture deep within themselves. Only the awakened take pleasure in it. They spend their time there – which only exists on the surface, by the way. The dream time is immediate.
We were created without a soul. We then had only a mechanical body driven by the brain and the mental apparatus. Yes, like robots. Our body was successful; seeing it, the Goddess cracked on us. She gave us an immortal soul. But the soul cannot be incarnated in the physical body. It remains at some distance above the fontanelle.
Between the material body and the immaterial soul, steps are necessary. In Kali Yuga, these stages are our subtle bodies: envelopes around the body forming steps, degrees between matter and spirit. Enlightenment is complete when the soul descends these degrees to incarnate deeply in the material body.
Knowledge is total for the soul. No need to study to learn, just dream and the truth comes out of the well, naked, transparent, eternal, splendid. Only here it is. In the absence of the Goddess who rubs under our feet, the soul is subjected to a severe test.
The awakened still enjoy it fully, they are the last to achieve it. In these dark times, only awakening can make us a fulfilled being, conquering itself, enjoying a sense of subtle orientation that allows it to remain online outside the misleading time and lying space.
Like a blazing comet, I’ve traversed infinite nights, interstellar spaces of the imagination, voluptuousness and fear.
Either you’re programmed and it works for you: no one can do anything for you. Or you don’t want this damn program. In that case, I’m here. I can show you the path of your soul. Reveal to you the infinite possibilities that are offered to the complete human being. It is only complete when the program is skipped so as to evolve all alone among the stars.
Believe me, when the soul is in you, nothing is easier than to skip the program.
But, you say, isn’t it contrary to human life to cut oneself off from all that is human? On the contrary. When human life is inhuman, when the Kali Yuga breaks us small, when nothing great comes to us on this material level, I prefer to go look elsewhere if I am. And it works: I meet there every time.
This planet is the site of an experiment on which we are guinea pigs. Hamsters without a soul, we obey rules that we have not chosen. Blind faith (pleonasm) allows us to accept with gratitude the infamous mess that we are treated with a teaspoon morning and evening until the living robot is exhausted. And on his grave will be written: Resquiescat in pace. Rest in peace.
Here on earth, peace does not exist. Don’t wait until you are dead to know this adorable peace. You can enjoy it from now on. Staying there at every moment. Forget about what doesn’t matter to you, you’ll see the place it gives you.
Forget about the time constraint. Move on. Try again. That’s exactly what the tarot shows with the arcane Maison Dieu. Awakening gives you an immortal double. Finally, your soul is within you. Finally, you are taught by a double who knows everything, who sees everything, who can do everything. Who goes all the way.
See this iron grip that encircles the earth. All rebellion is futile. No one can escape from the mortal trap — except by death, precisely. It is unjust and cruel. It is worthy of a being without a soul, without conscience, without generosity, without love.
To know love, your soul must have entered you. Otherwise, you will only know desire. You will stop at the threshold of true happiness, of heavenly enjoyment, of infinite pleasure because your material body is not enough. The soul = love equation does not work in all languages. We are lucky that French is an initiatory language. Let’s take advantage of it. Let us revel in his treasures of wisdom.
Résiste ! Prouve que tu existes ! Refuse ce monde égoïste !
Resist! Prove that you exist! Refuse this selfish world!
All-powerful but soulless beings, the Archons, once created our material bodies. They are our bosses. Our tyrants. Everything goes through them as long as the soul is not in you.
Do you want to live? Be yourself? Free, eternal, infinite? It’s possible. The time is not far off when this somewhat crazy dream will become the common goal.
I see him that time. But I don’t wait for him to talk about him, about what he will give to everyone. Why wait for him to be there, since it’s possible immediately.
He lived near a desert where stones seemed to be waiting for someone.
Some may hear the voices within them with great clarity and obey what they hear.
Our understanding of antiquity is a great deception concocted by monk scriveners.
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