My
ol’ teacher said that before you are born you choose your parents and
that you have an overview of the circumstances and beliefs that you are
to be born into, he even said you have a comprehension of the defects or
inabilities of the future body you will inhabit at birth, your DNA
karma say.It is a very original idea because your birth and the mindset you inherit from your parents overwhelmingly dictates the nature and circumstances of your life’s initial journey. It is our first karma to be born into the restriction of a physical body that is sometimes frightened and it moves slowly, and the second karma is the family imprint that is emotionally embossed upon us. Our third karma develops as we grow up and we go out and test our embossed-self up against real life and other embossed, sometimes warped souls, and we learn through action and reaction.
Our fourth karma is spiritual, for humans know very little about where our consciousness comes from, or the dimensions that exist all around us, and we know little or nothing about God or the after-life, and nothing is ever written about our pre-life, where we were before we were born? Religion attempts to address the subject of God and the after-life but it offers us nothing more than the arrogance of ignorance dressed in a platitude. It is not very accurate… mumbo-jumbo mostly.
These four karmas bind humanity into a collective karma that I call the global-ego. It’s consumerism, violence and titillation, corruption, lies, abuse the status quo, and evil. Essentially it is the spiritual bankruptcy of the soul that Deepak Chopra speaks of, a bankruptcy driven by self-interest, greed and of the curse of silent fears.
At the age of eleven, my then rotten karma had placed me, for what would turn out to be seven years, at a moldy Catholic boarding school. I saw the cruelty, violence and homosexuality of the priests and I vowed to escape. The school was in England and my parents were in Africa and I had no money so my attempt to tunnel out of Stalag 14 at the age of eleven was futile. But I learned the code and I saw how the escape from our karma might be achieved later.
I also learned a concept at an unusually early age that would eventually change my life. Young men yearn for girls and cars, iPods and cool clothes and they pray to be miraculously raised up in some way, fame overnight, please.
Instead, I prayed for wisdom. ‘God, please make me truly wise’ became my mantra, for I saw the ignorance and I knew I was part of it, as I knew nothing. I somehow realized that knowledge would set me/us free. Real knowledge, pure knowledge as I later came to call it.
I knew money was important so I did that for a bit after school , then I learned to meditate and dreams and visions followed and once I could see even a little, everything changed. My whole life became an escape route. Meanwhile, I built alliances with Fringe Dwellers who also sought to escape. We helped each other. I learned love there; we all learned that selfless co-operation is a priceless key.
I did marriage and babies and there was a bittersweet beauty in that, moments of inadequacy and euphoria wrapped in lots of pain, it was the karma of an expensive chocolate embedded in a cactus. And while all that was a wonderful learning – no regrets at all, it wasn’t my real destiny, escapology was the soul mate to which I was bound for life.
I gradually got it – escape that is. Looking back, I saw that at every step I was shown the way out. I learned you need money, not huge amounts just some, and you need wisdom and the community of tunnel diggers. You also need a bit of luck but I came to believe you make your own luck and while we don’t understand the exact mathematics of it all, I still feel it is generated from a program within you driven by pulses of the force of will.
The force of will is like golden mist swirling in a gentle wind, it is out ahead of you as a silent resolve and fortitude, it is the power of all your eventualities, but mostly it is the ability to be patient and to endure while you stalk the wild pendulum; chasing the pendulum is hopeless, if you wait it clunks you on the nose. ‘Plank on head’, I call it.
The desire to flee to a brave new world is a deep yearning, an ache in many-a-soul, but to let go of what you know and jump is scary. It is okay if you balk at the edge; everyone balks at the Jump Program, as it said in the Matrix. But, when staying becomes more frightening than jumping, your soul takes on kangaroo-like qualities.
I already knew how to jump but I would do so gingerly holding my nose, Ayahuasca taught me how to plunge into the void fearlessly. If you want it badly enough you’ll learn to jump, especially if you are bored with life and all the old re-hashed stuff, and copious blah, blah. There is a heroism in jumping for freedom.
The Morph came in 2001 and the walls melted and people dematerialized and the door appeared, I went through and came back and then I went through again, a deer from an inner world helped me, bizarre eh?
The Morph is everywhere; it’s mine it’s yours, it is for everyone, many see it naturally and while you should still pray for wisdom to descend upon you, it’s under your nose really. I taught some people to see the Morph (a small group, maybe three hundred) and I agreed to personally take a hundred and fifty across the Morph to the door for I felt once they knew, they could teach others. I’m in the taxi on the crossing process with those people right now.
Resolve to flee if that is your wish, pray for freedom, act coherently, sell stuff, clean up, heal yourself, and love and respect Gaia for she is our mother and her dark side Kali is very scary. Process your shadow, learn to vision and to dream the lucid dream, and follow those instructions that you see, as that is pure information just for you – a blessing from the Golden Hind also known as the White Hart, the stag on the windy mountaintop that bellows at dusk calling each soul to stop wandering about in loneliness and indecision and come back home.
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