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The Great Resensitization
Feb. 13th, 2024 10:07 pmOne of the traits of the Age of Pisces (the Equinox I believe we are in right now that is giving way to the Age of Aquarius) is the pathological need to declare the imminent arrival of the Rapture, which is supposed to take the form of an epic cleansing and/or a universal improvement in consciousness. For Christians, this fallacious line of thinking is expressed in belief in an actual Rapture. For New Age types, it is a Great Awakening during which a golden age will dawn and the "ignorant" -- a.k.a. anyone who is disagreement -- will be swept away in a tsunami of rainbows and unicorn farts. For atheists, hope rides with luxury communism and Universal Basic Income. The forced institution of commie UBI promises that soon-to-be sterile, formerly middle class plebes will be permanently kept under thumb in voluntary, walkable pod prisons. They will eternally eat ze bugs and dream of flying cars that never materialize in between marathons of drug-fueled masturbation and video games... Yippee!
Noah and Klaus are advised to retreat to their underground bunkers NOW. I encourage them to keep detailed journals so future scientists can study their excruciating deaths by etheric starvation. When their ancient, emaciated yet bloated bodies are found, samples of tissues will reveal a treasure trove of information about how awful death can be despite a near perfect diet of the best preserved food and lots of high-tech simulators and massage chairs in every basement room. Live like a mole, die like a mole. As for the rest of us, we will take our chances with the real sun and its cancer-causing rays, operating under the grim acknowledgement that none of us gets out of here alive.
I have said it before and I will say it again: Meatworld sucks. Nevertheless, you and I were not entirely reluctant in our choice to be here, as is self-evident despite Meatworld being an illusion.
A hundred years ago, people were still able to see ghosts and spirits regularly. I have a small book collection on people who recall interacting with fairies from the years 500 to 1900AD. I believe if we could go back a couple thousand years and live as a human being of that era, seeing monsters, ghosts, and fairies would be an everyday occurrence. My guess is that Beowulf, including all accounts of the monster Grendel, was closer to news reporting than fiction in its day. Even further back in time to ancient Egypt, I think it is highly likely that witnessing pyramids being put together via a combination of slave labor and levitation would not have been a big deal.
What Happened? The Dark Age of the Soul
We are living through the worst part of what some call the Kali Yuga, an age of spiritual retardation that was dreaded when it was foreseen by the Incas and loathed and feared by the prophet Nostradamus. Via sheer fate and our collective choices, the human race has descended to the rock bottom of an abyss of spiritual ignorance. We are living through a Dark Age of the Soul. In the West, monotheism narrowed the already ailing connection with the Divine, reducing it to a dogmatic set of rote repetitions based on what used to work. Like Hollywood sequels nobody asked for or wanted, monotheism continues to double and triple down on dysfunctional routines. In the East, the combination of Marxism and Confucian conformity reliably produces hideous manifestations of slavery and capitalist excess. Though most of the East's depravities have been blamed on Western devils, absolutely none of it happens without the consensual copycatting of Western greed. Ghost cities, clear cut Indonesian (former) rainforests, and florescent blue rivers do not happen without permission and participation.
The usual strategy for battling the world's evils, if you can call it a strategy, is to wallow in outrage about what was done by that guy over there. Karen can wave her finger until it falls off and it's never going to do jack until Karen looks at her own life and decides to be the change she pretends to want to see in the world. There is a more subtle approach that works better than outrage. As you can imagine, the subtle road is often avoided because it requires nuance. This road entails discovering the hidden goodness of the Kali Yuga and amplifying that goodness until it is powerful enough to transform the midnight of the soul into morning.
Insensitivity
The commonest disease of the modern age is etheric starvation and the commonest birth defect is spiritual retardation. We cannot see, hear, or properly feel the non-embodied entities known generally as spirits and we are almost hopelessly ignorant about the astral plane. When we are still children, some of us are occacionally clairaudient or clairvoyant. Some of us (not me) remembered their past lives as young children. Many of us play with imaginary friends, which by the way are real beings without flesh bodies. By the time we are out of diapers, most of us are taught to be good little atheists in one way or another. We are instructed to dismiss our childhood conversations with non-embodied beings as fantasy or worse, we are condemned if we don't say the being was Allah or Jesus himself. Adding punishment to pre-existing spiritual retardation is like beating the prisoner for peeing in the corner because he had no toilet. Many people raised in this thoroughly modern manner take on spiritual damage for life, abandoning the pursuit of the higher self from cradle to grave: this is what often happens to drug addicts and alcoholics. A more obnoxious variation on the theme are the ones who are convinced there is a single way to connect with the only God and all the rest is Satan. That said, monotheism isn't all garbage and sometimes serves its original intention -- to connect the seeker with his Creator. Communism has been known to produce spiritual people in spite of itself. Beautiful flowers bloom in abandoned asphalt wastelands... they're called "weeds" and they are very hardy.
The average spiritual condition of someone born in our time, especially when compared to the spiritual condition of someone from long ago, is akin to a non-physical form of leprosy. Leprosy is a deteriorating condition of not being able to feel what happens to your Meatworld body even if your limbs rot and your nose falls off your face. The pain one feels as a leper is random an unrelated to the states of emergency happening to various organs and body parts. Unlike the Meatworld leper, the spiritual leper cannot end her own suffering by opening her wrists and going for a stumpy jog. The spiritual body is eternal and prevents temporary Meatworld solutions.
I tried to explain to someone on my neglected White Witch of the Prairie channel on TikTok why cursing others is dumb despite it feeling good. I said it was like thinking you are playing Catch when you are actually playing Dodgeball: all that bad energy you throw will be met by a sea of vicious, famished beings who immediately perk up and say "The girl who threw THAT smells TASTY."
Lather, Rinse, Repeat.
I say this all the time but if you don't have a daily, working prayer relationship with at least one deity, a daily banishing ritual, regular discursive meditation, and daily divination on your side, you are most likely a sitting duck for veritable legions of malevolent entities. You are their ticket to ride, you are their free lunch, and they will happily go after your family if you'll only give them a way in.
Speaking of prayer, I recently saw a person on Facebook asking for prayer warriors to help her through her latest bit of self-caused drama. First of all, prayer is not war. Those who use the term "prayer warrior" in a serious context are the same as kung fu amateurs who hang around in bars looking for someone to fight. Prayer is not defense; if it was, those who prayed would not need to lock their doors or own guns. Prayer is encouragement and advice from beings who are older, smarter, wiser, and better than us. If you largely create your own messes and messes for others who are drawn into your drama, prayer is counterproductive. When "prayer" is really just begging for more enablement from mysterious forces, it is worse than a waste of time. The lady who asked for prayer warriors is constantly begging not to learn the lessons that have been in front of her face this whole time. I steer clear of asking gods to help her avoid slipping under the covers of the bed she made.
Another bon mot you'll hear me dish like a broken record is the practice of thanking items and spaces compulsively and then patiently listening with one's mind's ear for a quiet, barely discernible "You're welcome". The Clean Toilet Challenge is forever, if you hadn't guessed. Though I maintain a spotless commode in careful hopes of one day having an empire of earned wealth, it is primarily a practice of daily humility and deep appreciation of the convenience of indoor plumbing.
The Ecosystem: You Were Never Alone and You'll Never Be Alone
It is my belief that despite spiritual leprosy, we all have our own spiritual ecosystem before birth and well after death. While incarcerated in the Meatworld illusion, we can talk to all of our selves, including our higher selves, along with a panoply of non-embodied beings. Here is a partial list of beings who are around any given person on any given day:
-Ancestors
-Ghosts of the recently dead
-Spirits of place
-Spirits of objects
-Animals who astrally project
-Ghosts of dead animals
-Angels
-Demons
-Egregores
-Fantasy versions of the self
-Fairies
-Random things wandering around the astral
There is nothing unusual about conversion with these beings; or at least there didn't used to be anything unusual about it. To be schizophrenic is to have a generally toxic ecosystem where you have the conversations aloud. Demonic obsession is when the ecosystem is trashed and opportunistic, malevolent entities have moved in to feed off the energy produced like parasites. Demonic possession occurs when the soul inhabiting the body is so weak, the body itself can be automated by demons.
If you've ever talked to yourself, you have probably talked to a non-embodied being. It isn't a big deal. Everyone does it. The trick isn't in talking to entities but in knowing:
1. If it is your own voice or someone else's
2. Knowing who you are talking to
Beings can and will impersonate others: that's why the idiots who run seances or use Ouija boards who think they've channeled Elvis or Napoleon can almost guarantee they've laid out an energy buffet table for random, opportunistic demons wandering the lower astral. I call this kind of entity an Impersonator and they are freaking awful. Inviting them into a seance or a Ouija session is like going to a party dressed in a string bikini, taking a couple of roofies, and expecting to remain a virgin by the next morning.
Discursive meditation, divination, and meaningful, non-combative prayer are the only ways I know of getting anywhere the truth of who's who where non-embodied entities are concerned. If you know of any others, by all means, please share them.
Noah and Klaus are advised to retreat to their underground bunkers NOW. I encourage them to keep detailed journals so future scientists can study their excruciating deaths by etheric starvation. When their ancient, emaciated yet bloated bodies are found, samples of tissues will reveal a treasure trove of information about how awful death can be despite a near perfect diet of the best preserved food and lots of high-tech simulators and massage chairs in every basement room. Live like a mole, die like a mole. As for the rest of us, we will take our chances with the real sun and its cancer-causing rays, operating under the grim acknowledgement that none of us gets out of here alive.
I have said it before and I will say it again: Meatworld sucks. Nevertheless, you and I were not entirely reluctant in our choice to be here, as is self-evident despite Meatworld being an illusion.
A hundred years ago, people were still able to see ghosts and spirits regularly. I have a small book collection on people who recall interacting with fairies from the years 500 to 1900AD. I believe if we could go back a couple thousand years and live as a human being of that era, seeing monsters, ghosts, and fairies would be an everyday occurrence. My guess is that Beowulf, including all accounts of the monster Grendel, was closer to news reporting than fiction in its day. Even further back in time to ancient Egypt, I think it is highly likely that witnessing pyramids being put together via a combination of slave labor and levitation would not have been a big deal.
What Happened? The Dark Age of the Soul
We are living through the worst part of what some call the Kali Yuga, an age of spiritual retardation that was dreaded when it was foreseen by the Incas and loathed and feared by the prophet Nostradamus. Via sheer fate and our collective choices, the human race has descended to the rock bottom of an abyss of spiritual ignorance. We are living through a Dark Age of the Soul. In the West, monotheism narrowed the already ailing connection with the Divine, reducing it to a dogmatic set of rote repetitions based on what used to work. Like Hollywood sequels nobody asked for or wanted, monotheism continues to double and triple down on dysfunctional routines. In the East, the combination of Marxism and Confucian conformity reliably produces hideous manifestations of slavery and capitalist excess. Though most of the East's depravities have been blamed on Western devils, absolutely none of it happens without the consensual copycatting of Western greed. Ghost cities, clear cut Indonesian (former) rainforests, and florescent blue rivers do not happen without permission and participation.
The usual strategy for battling the world's evils, if you can call it a strategy, is to wallow in outrage about what was done by that guy over there. Karen can wave her finger until it falls off and it's never going to do jack until Karen looks at her own life and decides to be the change she pretends to want to see in the world. There is a more subtle approach that works better than outrage. As you can imagine, the subtle road is often avoided because it requires nuance. This road entails discovering the hidden goodness of the Kali Yuga and amplifying that goodness until it is powerful enough to transform the midnight of the soul into morning.
Insensitivity
The commonest disease of the modern age is etheric starvation and the commonest birth defect is spiritual retardation. We cannot see, hear, or properly feel the non-embodied entities known generally as spirits and we are almost hopelessly ignorant about the astral plane. When we are still children, some of us are occacionally clairaudient or clairvoyant. Some of us (not me) remembered their past lives as young children. Many of us play with imaginary friends, which by the way are real beings without flesh bodies. By the time we are out of diapers, most of us are taught to be good little atheists in one way or another. We are instructed to dismiss our childhood conversations with non-embodied beings as fantasy or worse, we are condemned if we don't say the being was Allah or Jesus himself. Adding punishment to pre-existing spiritual retardation is like beating the prisoner for peeing in the corner because he had no toilet. Many people raised in this thoroughly modern manner take on spiritual damage for life, abandoning the pursuit of the higher self from cradle to grave: this is what often happens to drug addicts and alcoholics. A more obnoxious variation on the theme are the ones who are convinced there is a single way to connect with the only God and all the rest is Satan. That said, monotheism isn't all garbage and sometimes serves its original intention -- to connect the seeker with his Creator. Communism has been known to produce spiritual people in spite of itself. Beautiful flowers bloom in abandoned asphalt wastelands... they're called "weeds" and they are very hardy.
The average spiritual condition of someone born in our time, especially when compared to the spiritual condition of someone from long ago, is akin to a non-physical form of leprosy. Leprosy is a deteriorating condition of not being able to feel what happens to your Meatworld body even if your limbs rot and your nose falls off your face. The pain one feels as a leper is random an unrelated to the states of emergency happening to various organs and body parts. Unlike the Meatworld leper, the spiritual leper cannot end her own suffering by opening her wrists and going for a stumpy jog. The spiritual body is eternal and prevents temporary Meatworld solutions.
I tried to explain to someone on my neglected White Witch of the Prairie channel on TikTok why cursing others is dumb despite it feeling good. I said it was like thinking you are playing Catch when you are actually playing Dodgeball: all that bad energy you throw will be met by a sea of vicious, famished beings who immediately perk up and say "The girl who threw THAT smells TASTY."
Lather, Rinse, Repeat.
I say this all the time but if you don't have a daily, working prayer relationship with at least one deity, a daily banishing ritual, regular discursive meditation, and daily divination on your side, you are most likely a sitting duck for veritable legions of malevolent entities. You are their ticket to ride, you are their free lunch, and they will happily go after your family if you'll only give them a way in.
Speaking of prayer, I recently saw a person on Facebook asking for prayer warriors to help her through her latest bit of self-caused drama. First of all, prayer is not war. Those who use the term "prayer warrior" in a serious context are the same as kung fu amateurs who hang around in bars looking for someone to fight. Prayer is not defense; if it was, those who prayed would not need to lock their doors or own guns. Prayer is encouragement and advice from beings who are older, smarter, wiser, and better than us. If you largely create your own messes and messes for others who are drawn into your drama, prayer is counterproductive. When "prayer" is really just begging for more enablement from mysterious forces, it is worse than a waste of time. The lady who asked for prayer warriors is constantly begging not to learn the lessons that have been in front of her face this whole time. I steer clear of asking gods to help her avoid slipping under the covers of the bed she made.
Another bon mot you'll hear me dish like a broken record is the practice of thanking items and spaces compulsively and then patiently listening with one's mind's ear for a quiet, barely discernible "You're welcome". The Clean Toilet Challenge is forever, if you hadn't guessed. Though I maintain a spotless commode in careful hopes of one day having an empire of earned wealth, it is primarily a practice of daily humility and deep appreciation of the convenience of indoor plumbing.
The Ecosystem: You Were Never Alone and You'll Never Be Alone
It is my belief that despite spiritual leprosy, we all have our own spiritual ecosystem before birth and well after death. While incarcerated in the Meatworld illusion, we can talk to all of our selves, including our higher selves, along with a panoply of non-embodied beings. Here is a partial list of beings who are around any given person on any given day:
-Ancestors
-Ghosts of the recently dead
-Spirits of place
-Spirits of objects
-Animals who astrally project
-Ghosts of dead animals
-Angels
-Demons
-Egregores
-Fantasy versions of the self
-Fairies
-Random things wandering around the astral
There is nothing unusual about conversion with these beings; or at least there didn't used to be anything unusual about it. To be schizophrenic is to have a generally toxic ecosystem where you have the conversations aloud. Demonic obsession is when the ecosystem is trashed and opportunistic, malevolent entities have moved in to feed off the energy produced like parasites. Demonic possession occurs when the soul inhabiting the body is so weak, the body itself can be automated by demons.
If you've ever talked to yourself, you have probably talked to a non-embodied being. It isn't a big deal. Everyone does it. The trick isn't in talking to entities but in knowing:
1. If it is your own voice or someone else's
2. Knowing who you are talking to
Beings can and will impersonate others: that's why the idiots who run seances or use Ouija boards who think they've channeled Elvis or Napoleon can almost guarantee they've laid out an energy buffet table for random, opportunistic demons wandering the lower astral. I call this kind of entity an Impersonator and they are freaking awful. Inviting them into a seance or a Ouija session is like going to a party dressed in a string bikini, taking a couple of roofies, and expecting to remain a virgin by the next morning.
Discursive meditation, divination, and meaningful, non-combative prayer are the only ways I know of getting anywhere the truth of who's who where non-embodied entities are concerned. If you know of any others, by all means, please share them.
Gardens are Holy
The cultivated spiritual ecosystem is much like a garden coaxed out of wasteland. Careful and deliberate, its variety invites benevolent pollinators and repels pests. It works to improve what was good about the land that was already there.
When death happens, there are choices to be made. If you see Meatworld as the end all and be all as many atheists and self-labeled faithful do, then you remain unaware of the larger spectrum of reality. Meatworld is the calcified extension of the spiritual plane, and being in it for periods of fleshy incarnation is something Dion Fortune likens to being asleep to the higher planes. To die is to awaken an to return to the true home beyond the Gates of Death. It is only when we die that we can awaken to reality out of the Meatworld illusion and get a more unfettered access to the Divine. Occultists spend their Meatworld lives cultivating the connection. The classic occult path is to spend time in prayer an contemplation hoping for Divine help broken with a ton of "chop wood, carry water" diligence in Meatworld. The ecosystem of the occultist ideally starts as trashy parking lot and ends as well-tended Paradise on Earth. Of course materialists and atheists fail to understand why we would rip down the abandoned shopping center only to transmogrify it into a woodland path terminating in a statue of Athena. They only understand once they have left the mall and its fever dreams of looking cute and gorging on salty snacks. (I too love salty snacks but at some point, you've got to eat something naturally green, pink, purple, or orange or you will have a bad time.) For anything new to be born, the old must die an fade away. We have reached peak parking lot, I think, and that's why we are witnessing a slow and undramatic re-sensitization to the spirit world. If a half-blind, former atheist can see the light, I believe anyone can.
