Transcending Self
by Elva Thompson - Nov 28, 2015
Elva Thompson
Contributor, ZenGardner.com
What a full frontal shock it is when the horror and brutality of this sacrificial reality becomes self- evident, and we are called upon by life itself to change our thinking and perspective. What a shock it is to realise that we are alive amongst the half-dead: the third dimensional fractals of Impostor Consciousness, the materialistic selfish mind and its false sense of entitlement to take and defile anything it wants.
Two kinds of awakening….
There are two polarities of awakening, and even though they may share an ideal, their energy is fundamentally very different; one is ego based, exclusive and self important, while the other is heart based, self-less and inclusive.
Birth pangs
“When she transformed into a butterfly, the caterpillars spoke not of her beauty, but of her weirdness. They wanted her to change back into what she always had been. But she had wings.” Dean Jackson
Awakening for the heart based person is a very painful process, and we can be lonely in our new found understanding. Often we are faced with disbelief and hostility by those close to us who cannot understand our sudden change of view.
And then there is the mob, the thought police….we’ve all met them: the holier than thou, self-righteous bloody hypocrites that tell us from their keyboards, or in their smarmy patronising voices that we are misguided, basically full of shit for being against war, fracking, nukes, gmo, hunting, or adopting a flesh free diet. This mindset reinforces its dogma with faerie stories and downright lies, and has the nerve to tell us that we don’t live in the real world of nuts and bolts and screws.
The fear zone
Sometimes it is necessary to stand back from the round table and its twelve knights: the earth plane and the planetary frequencies that control it, and take a long look at self. This is hard for most of us, we’d 10750239_mrather drink a beer or watch football on the telly. But, if we want to regain sovereignty of our multi-dimensional awareness …the buck stops here; here in the fear zone. We have to confront the shadow, not in some superficial way, but deeply, and really investigate what it is that frightens us…or should I say, what frightens Impostor Consciousness.
Death
Impostor Consciousness is for the most part afraid of death; the annihilation of the I…and how it’s going to happen. The billions of little I’s with their own half blinded ‘take upon a fake’ are terrified of personal extinction, and try to prolong their physical existence by any means they can. Many clasp at straws, and take the poison balm of organised religion.
The vampire cult
Organised religion is the vampire cult of the matrix game; black cloaks, robes and blood soaked wafers; the defilers of children; the destroyers of truth and purveyors of deception; little ensanguined bats that suckle on our fear of death…. and what lies beyond. The managers of the farm want us to be afraid of a supernatural, nebulous god, and they want us to abdicate our spiritual energy to him and him alone. Religious dogma of whatever creed steals our vital energy, and this energy is used as fuel to ignite the game…the crusades; the dark ages of torture and blood, and today’s satanic world of carnage and endless terror. The apostles of Lies programme us with dogma just as they programmed our fathers and their fathers; they lull us with the serpent spell, so we won’t look too closely at their distorted, filthy doctrine. The church is a distraction of the matrix, and a very effective one at that. It is a pillar of the game of ‘us and them’; the divider of mankind and the messenger of hate.
Maserati versus a Mini minor
Life is a ride along a racetrack, and it seems the older we get the faster we go… hurtling towards the grave. But there’s another kind of speed….the speed at which we vibrate, the frequency of soul. The faster we vibrate the more understanding and clarity we receive, a truth often overlooked by the unconscious mind. Impostor Consciousness can be likened to the speed of a Mini Minor and awakened consciousness to that of a Maserati. A toolkit for vibratory acceleration can be found in my articles[The Ultimate Distraction and Symphony of Self]
Outrunning the matrix
The matrix and its corresponding mindset of Impostor Consciousness vibrates within certain parameters; and is confined to the frequencies of the third dimension: those of Earth, Water and Fire.The lower three chakras of our energetic system.
Air which is the breath of Life, the Nous, is centred in our lungs and heart and is the gateway to Space[fifth chakra] and our multi dimensional awareness. Shamans know that East[Air/heart] and the West[Water/Emotion] are forever at war; our true nature of unconditional love versus the material and carnal desires of Impostor Consciousness.
Immortality
We are imperishable beings, and it is only Impostor Consciousness, the ego I and its little world of drama that is afraid of death…death of the body; the blood sack; the lens that projects the image on the screen. The only thing that happens at death is the fake world of the matrix disappears for a while, until we are drawn back by the balance sheet of negative resonance from our past life; drawn back to be starved, raped, tortured and murdered on the battlefields of everywhere, or done to death by big pharma’s pill and needle.
The truth is: everything is energy, so how can an immortal frequency be afraid of death?
Ascension through the Heart
As we strive for balance within our own awareness, we re-connect with our mirror image: the aspects of self we call the natural world and its precious creatures. And, if we can free ourselves of fear and resonate with the timeless beings that we truly are…who knows what opportunity awaits.
Stay in love with life….
Invictus by William Ernest Henley
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
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ZenGardner.com
Thanks to: http://www.zengardner.com
by Elva Thompson - Nov 28, 2015
Elva Thompson
Contributor, ZenGardner.com
Since your life has become
A loud self-proclamation-drum,
How will you ever feel the joy
Of a transcendence-satisfaction-life?
A loud self-proclamation-drum,
How will you ever feel the joy
Of a transcendence-satisfaction-life?
—Sri Chinmoy
Shock and aweWhat a full frontal shock it is when the horror and brutality of this sacrificial reality becomes self- evident, and we are called upon by life itself to change our thinking and perspective. What a shock it is to realise that we are alive amongst the half-dead: the third dimensional fractals of Impostor Consciousness, the materialistic selfish mind and its false sense of entitlement to take and defile anything it wants.
Two kinds of awakening….
There are two polarities of awakening, and even though they may share an ideal, their energy is fundamentally very different; one is ego based, exclusive and self important, while the other is heart based, self-less and inclusive.
Birth pangs
“When she transformed into a butterfly, the caterpillars spoke not of her beauty, but of her weirdness. They wanted her to change back into what she always had been. But she had wings.” Dean Jackson
Awakening for the heart based person is a very painful process, and we can be lonely in our new found understanding. Often we are faced with disbelief and hostility by those close to us who cannot understand our sudden change of view.
And then there is the mob, the thought police….we’ve all met them: the holier than thou, self-righteous bloody hypocrites that tell us from their keyboards, or in their smarmy patronising voices that we are misguided, basically full of shit for being against war, fracking, nukes, gmo, hunting, or adopting a flesh free diet. This mindset reinforces its dogma with faerie stories and downright lies, and has the nerve to tell us that we don’t live in the real world of nuts and bolts and screws.
The fear zone
Sometimes it is necessary to stand back from the round table and its twelve knights: the earth plane and the planetary frequencies that control it, and take a long look at self. This is hard for most of us, we’d 10750239_mrather drink a beer or watch football on the telly. But, if we want to regain sovereignty of our multi-dimensional awareness …the buck stops here; here in the fear zone. We have to confront the shadow, not in some superficial way, but deeply, and really investigate what it is that frightens us…or should I say, what frightens Impostor Consciousness.
Death
Impostor Consciousness is for the most part afraid of death; the annihilation of the I…and how it’s going to happen. The billions of little I’s with their own half blinded ‘take upon a fake’ are terrified of personal extinction, and try to prolong their physical existence by any means they can. Many clasp at straws, and take the poison balm of organised religion.
The vampire cult
Organised religion is the vampire cult of the matrix game; black cloaks, robes and blood soaked wafers; the defilers of children; the destroyers of truth and purveyors of deception; little ensanguined bats that suckle on our fear of death…. and what lies beyond. The managers of the farm want us to be afraid of a supernatural, nebulous god, and they want us to abdicate our spiritual energy to him and him alone. Religious dogma of whatever creed steals our vital energy, and this energy is used as fuel to ignite the game…the crusades; the dark ages of torture and blood, and today’s satanic world of carnage and endless terror. The apostles of Lies programme us with dogma just as they programmed our fathers and their fathers; they lull us with the serpent spell, so we won’t look too closely at their distorted, filthy doctrine. The church is a distraction of the matrix, and a very effective one at that. It is a pillar of the game of ‘us and them’; the divider of mankind and the messenger of hate.
Maserati versus a Mini minor
Life is a ride along a racetrack, and it seems the older we get the faster we go… hurtling towards the grave. But there’s another kind of speed….the speed at which we vibrate, the frequency of soul. The faster we vibrate the more understanding and clarity we receive, a truth often overlooked by the unconscious mind. Impostor Consciousness can be likened to the speed of a Mini Minor and awakened consciousness to that of a Maserati. A toolkit for vibratory acceleration can be found in my articles[The Ultimate Distraction and Symphony of Self]
Outrunning the matrix
The matrix and its corresponding mindset of Impostor Consciousness vibrates within certain parameters; and is confined to the frequencies of the third dimension: those of Earth, Water and Fire.The lower three chakras of our energetic system.
Air which is the breath of Life, the Nous, is centred in our lungs and heart and is the gateway to Space[fifth chakra] and our multi dimensional awareness. Shamans know that East[Air/heart] and the West[Water/Emotion] are forever at war; our true nature of unconditional love versus the material and carnal desires of Impostor Consciousness.
Immortality
We are imperishable beings, and it is only Impostor Consciousness, the ego I and its little world of drama that is afraid of death…death of the body; the blood sack; the lens that projects the image on the screen. The only thing that happens at death is the fake world of the matrix disappears for a while, until we are drawn back by the balance sheet of negative resonance from our past life; drawn back to be starved, raped, tortured and murdered on the battlefields of everywhere, or done to death by big pharma’s pill and needle.
The truth is: everything is energy, so how can an immortal frequency be afraid of death?
Ascension through the Heart
As we strive for balance within our own awareness, we re-connect with our mirror image: the aspects of self we call the natural world and its precious creatures. And, if we can free ourselves of fear and resonate with the timeless beings that we truly are…who knows what opportunity awaits.
Stay in love with life….
Invictus by William Ernest Henley
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
+++
ZenGardner.com
Thanks to: http://www.zengardner.com