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Anyone familiar with an author named Carlos Castaneda? He wrote a series of novels claiming that he traveled to Mexico to study shamanism, particularly Toltec. In the books we are introduced to a character named Juan Matus, aka "Don Juan". Throughout the series he describes how he was a student under the guidance of Don Juan, and was introduced to the ways of "brujos" or witches. He Iearned how to cultivate specific plants used for shamanic purposes, as well as basic shamanic pragmatism, and "magical passes." Carlos recorded a few experiences in great detail throughout his books that can be described as altered states of consciousness. With the aid of the "teacher" plants and without. One of the bits of knowledge Castaneda claimed to have been given by Don Juan was this: "We have a predator that came from the depths of the cosmos and took over the rule of our lives. Human beings are its prisoners. The Predator is our Lord and Master it has rendered us docile.....They took us over because we are food to them, and they squeeze us mercilessly because we are their sustenance. Just as we render chickens in coups, Humaneros. Therefore their food is always available to them." He also said. "I have been been beating around the bush all this time, insinuating to you that something is holding us prisoner." Don Juan then claimed "This was an energetic fact for the sorcerers of ancient Mexico." "NO NO No No this is absurd don Juan what you're saying is something monstrous! It simply can't be true for sorcerers, or for average men, or for anyone", Carlos replied. "Why not?" asked Don Juan calmly. "Why not? Because it infuriates you? you haven't heard all the claims yet? I want to appeal to your analytical mind. Think for a moment, and tell me how you would explain the contradictions between the intelligence of man the engineer and the stupidity of his systems of beliefs, or the stupidity of his contradictory behaviour. Sorcerers believe that the predators have given us our systems of belief, our ideas of good and evil, our social mores. They are the ones who set up our hopes and expectations and dreams of success or failure. They have given us covetousness, greed, and cowardice. It is the predators who make us complacent, routine, and egomaniacal.” “‘But how can they do this, don Juan? [Carlos] asked, somehow angered further by what [don Juan] was saying. “‘Do they whisper all that in our ears while we are asleep?” “‘No, they don’t do it that way. That’s idiotic!” don Juan said, smiling. “They are infinitely more efficient and organized than that. In order to keep us obedient and meek and weak, the predators engaged themselves in a stupendous maneuver; 497_02_2 stupendous, of course, from the point of view of a fighting strategist. A horrendous maneuver from the point of view of those who suffer it. They gave us their mind! Do you hear me? The predators give us their mind, which becomes our mind. The predators’ mind is baroque, contradictory, morose, filled with the fear of being discovered any minute now.” [“Let US make man in OUR own image,” Genesis 1:26.] don-juan Don Juan “I know that even though you have never suffered hunger… you have food anxiety, which is none other than the anxiety of the predator who fears that any moment now its manoeuvre is going to be uncovered and food is going to be denied. Through the mind, which, after all, is their mind, the predators inject into the lives of human beings whatever is convenient for them. And they ensure, in this manner, a degree of security to act as a buffer against their fear.” “The sorcerers of ancient Mexico were quite ill at ease with the idea of when [the predator] made its appearance on Earth. They reasoned that man must have been a complete being at one point, with stupendous insights, feats of awareness that are mythological legends nowadays. And then, everything seems to disappear, and we have now a sedated man. What I’m saying is that what we have against us is not a simple predator. It is very smart, and organized. It follows a methodical system to render us useless. Man, the magical being that he is destined to be, is no longer magical. He’s an average piece of meat.” “There are no more dreams for man but the dreams of an animal who is being raised to become a piece of meat: trite, conventional, imbecilic.” Castaneda, 1998 (Source) . slide_3 . A new study published in the journal Nature has revealed how ritual human sacrifices in the ancient world were carried out as part of a broader, sinister way to keep the ruling elites in power. According to the study, the elites in these societies used ceremonial killings to consolidate their stay in power. . About Carlos Castaneda (Source) Instead of writing about the man (Castaneda), I think it’s best to eventually lead one’s attention away from this man, and rather focus (unfocus?) on what he was trying to have people understand as the ultimate endeavor: freedom. One of the best and most comprehensive articles about Castaneda is a 2007 article by Salon, written nearly ten years after his death. A somewhat “Hollywood-ized”) BBC video about him is on YouTube. A really good, long-read biography: The Teachings of Don Carlos . The following is a related passage, providing additional insights: The Active Side of Infinity In Castaneda’s final book, The Active Side of Infinity (1998), don Juan challenges Castaneda to reconcile man’s intelligence, demonstrated in so many achievements, with “the stupidity of his systems of beliefs… the stupidity of his contradictory behavior.” carlos pg 217 Don Juan said, “This is the appropriate time of day for doing what I am asking you to do. It takes a moment to engage the necessary attention to do it. Don’t stop until you catch that fleeting black shadow.” . “Skyfish” infra-red photo. (Source1, Source2) . I did see some strange fleeting black shadow projected on the foliage of the trees. It was either a shadow going back and forth or various fleeting shadows moving side-to-side or straight up in the air. They looked lie fat black fish to me, enormous fish. It was as if gigantic swordfish were flying in the air. I was engrossed in the sight. Then, finally, it scared me. It became to dark to see the foliage, yet I could still see the fleeting black shadows. “What is it, don Juan?” I asked. “[Long ago, the native sorcerer/shamans of Mexico] discovered that we have a companion for life,” he said, as clearly as he could. “We have a predator that came from the depths of the cosmos, and took over the rule of our lives. Human beings are its prisoners. The predator is our lord and master. It has rendered us docile; helpless. If we want to protest, it suppresses our protest. If we want to act independently, it demands that we don’t do so.” It was very dark around us, and that seemed to curtail any expression on my part. If it had been daylight, I would have laughed my head off. In the dark, I felt quite inhibited. “It’s pitch black around us,” don Juan said, “but if you look out of the corner of your eye, you will still see fleeting shadows jumping all around you.” He was right. I could still see them. Their movement made me dizzy. Don Juan turned on the light, and that seemed to dissipate everything. Don Juan said, “You have arrived, by your effort alone, to what the shamans of ancient Mexico called the topic of topics. I have been beating around the bush all this time, insinuating to you that something is holding us prisoner. Indeed we are held prisoner! This was an energetic fact for the sorcerers of ancient Mexico.” images Why has this predator taken over in the fashion that you’re describing, don Juan?” I asked. “There must be a logical explanation.” “There is an explanation,” don Juan replied, “which is the simplest explanation in the world. They took over because we are food for them, and they squeeze us mercilessly because we are their sustenance. Just as we rear chickens in chicken coops, gallineros, the predators rear us in human coops, humaneros. Therefore, their food is always available to them.” 20120912-165928I felt that my head was shaking violently from side to side. I could not express my profound sense of unease and discontentment, but my body moved to bring it to the surface. I shook from head to toe without any volition on my part. I heard myself saying, “No, no, no, no. This is absurd, don Juan. What you’re saying is something monstrous. It simply can’t be true, for sorcerers, or for average men, or for anyone.” “Why not?” don Juan asked calmly. “Why not? Because it infuriates you?” “Yes, it infuriates me,” I retorted. “Those claims are monstrous!” mother-durga-amman-fighting-goddess-kaali-durga-amman Puny humans. “Well,” he said, “you haven’t heard all the claims yet. Wait a bit longer and see how you feel. “I’m going to subject you to a blitz. That is, I’m going to subject your mind to tremendous onslaughts; and you cannot get up and leave because you’re caught. Not because I’m holding you prisoner, but because something in you will prevent you from leaving while another part of you is going to go truthfully berserk. So brace yourself!” There was something in me which I felt was a ‘glutton for punishment’. He was right. I wouldn’t have left the house for the world; and yet I didn’t like one bit the inanities he was spouting. Don Juan said, “I want to appeal to your analytical mind. Think for a moment, and tell me how you would explain the contradiction between the intelligence of man the engineer, and the stupidity of his systems of beliefs; or the stupidity of his contradictory behavior. Sorcerers believe that the predators have given us our systems of beliefs; our ideas of good and evil; our social mores. The predators are the ones who set up our hopes and expectations, and dreams of success or failure. They have given us covetousness, greed, and cowardice. It is the predators who make us complacent, routinary, and egomaniacal.” 80f6d75ff8fe6d2a79c3895cccb42904“But how can they do this, don Juan?” I asked, somehow angered further by what he was saying. “Do they whisper all that in our ears while we are asleep?” “No, they don’t do it that way. That’s idiotic!” don Juan said, smiling. “They are infinitely more efficient and organized than that. “In order to keep us obedient, meek and weak, the predators engaged themselves in a stupendous maneuver- stupendous, of course, from the point of view of a fighting strategist; a horrendous maneuver from the point of view of those who suffer it. They gave us their mind! Do you hear me? The predators give us their mind which becomes our mind. The predators’ mind is baroque, contradictory, morose, and filled with the fear of being discovered any minute now. aztec-practice-of-human-sacrifice-in-ancient-mexico “I know that even though you have never suffered hunger,” he went on, “you have food anxiety which is none other than the anxiety of the predator who fears that any moment now its maneuver is going to be uncovered, and its food is going to be denied. Through the mind, which after all is their mind, the predators inject into the lives of human beings whatever is convenient for them. The predators ensure in this manner a degree of security to act as a buffer against their fear.” “It’s not that I can’t accept all this at face value, don Juan,” I said. “I could, but there’s something so odious about it that it actually repels me. It forces me to take a contradictory stand. “If it’s true that they eat us, how do they do it?” Don Juan had a broad smile on his face. He was as pleased as punch. He explained that sorcerers see infant human beings as strange, luminous balls of energy covered from the top to the bottom with a glowing coat something like a plastic cover that is adjusted tightly over their cocoon of energy. He said that that glowing coat of awareness was what the predators consumed, and that when a human being reached adulthood, all that was left of that glowing coat of awareness was a narrow fringe that went from the ground to the top of the toes. That fringe permitted mankind to continue living, but only barely. As if I were in a dream, I heard don Juan explaining that, to his knowledge, man was the only species that had the glowing coat of awareness outside that luminous cocoon. Therefore, he became easy prey for an awareness of a different order; such as the heavy awareness of the predator. BohemianGrove_cremation_of_care1 Bohemian Grove, Cremation of Care ceremony. Relax! Attendees explain it’s just a “simulated” human sacrifice . . . to extinguish feelings of empathy and prove to each other they’re guilt-free psychopaths. (Bohemian Grove, Cremation of Care Ceremony) At Bohemian Grove . . . infected underlings, who can demonstrate they have no human empathy, are entrusted to make decisions that will cause great harm to millions of people, for the benefit of a very few. He then made the most damaging statement he had made so far. He said that this narrow fringe of awareness was the epicenter of self-reflection where man was irremediably caught. By playing on our self-reflection, which is the only point of awareness left to us, the predators create flares of awareness that they proceed to consume in a ruthless, predatory fashion. They give us inane problems that force those flares of awareness to rise, and in this manner they keep us alive in order for them to be fed with the energetic flare of our pseudo-concerns. There must have been something in what don Juan was saying which was so devastating to me that at that point I actually got sick to my stomach. 350px-Harvey_Hancock_at_Bohemian_Grove_1967 After a moment’s pause long enough for me to recover, I asked don Juan, “But why is it that the sorcerers of ancient Mexico and all sorcerers today, although they see the predators, don’t do anything about it?” Clipboard01 . . . for the kids. “There’s nothing that you and I can do about it,” don Juan said in a grave, sad voice. “All we can do is discipline ourselves to the point where they will not touch us. ladygagamtvbloodsacrifice2 Lady Gaga, 2009 MTV Awards “How can you ask your fellow men to go through those rigors of discipline? They’ll laugh and make fun of you; and the more aggressive ones will beat the shit out of you… and not so much because they don’t believe it. Down in the depths of every human being, there is an ancestral, visceral knowledge about the predators’ existence.” My analytical mind swung back and forth like a yo-yo. It left me and came back, and left me and came back again. Whatever don Juan was proposing was preposterous, incredible. At the same time, it was a most reasonable thing; so simple. It explained every kind of human contradiction I could think of. But how could one have taken all this seriously? Don Juan was pushing me into the path of an avalanche that would take me down forever. I felt another wave of a threatening sensation. The wave didn’t stem from me, yet it was attached to me. Don Juan was doing something to me, mysteriously positive and terribly negative at the same time. I sensed it as an attempt to cut a thin film that seemed to be glued to me. His eyes were fixed on mine in an unblinking stare. He moved his eyes away, and began to talk without looking at me anymore. esclava-mk-ultra-nicki minaj-grammy 2012- Nicki Minaj Grammy Awards Performance, 2012. Relax! Attendees explain it’s just a “simulated” human sacrifice . . . so a global audience can vicariously experience how much fun it is to be enslaved and mind-controlled by psychopaths. “Whenever doubts plague you to a dangerous point,” he said, “do something pragmatic about it. Turn off the light. Pierce the darkness; find out what you can see.” He got up to turn off the lights. I stopped him. “No, no, don Juan,” I said, “don’t turn off the lights. I’m doing okay.” TetesSurrealistes18 Simulated Cadaver “Art” at 1972 Rothschild Party . . . just “simulated” feeding on humans. What I felt then was a most unusual, for me, fear of the darkness. The mere thought of it made me pant. I definitely knew something viscerally, but I wouldn’t dare touch it, or bring it to the surface, not in a million years! 55f013fec36188856a8b456f-e1441865184536“You saw the fleeting shadows against the trees,” don Juan said, sitting back against his chair. “That’s pretty good. I’d like you to see them inside this room. You’re not seeing anything. You’re just merely catching fleeting images. You have enough energy for that.” I feared that don Juan would get up anyway and turn off the lights, which he did. Two seconds later, I was screaming my head off. Not only did I catch a glimpse of those fleeting images, I heard them buzzing by my ears. Don Juan doubled up with laughter as he turned on the lights. “What a temperamental fellow!” he said. “A total disbeliever, on the one hand; and a total pragmatist on the other. You must arrange this internal fight, otherwise you’re going to swell up like a big toad and burst.” Sacrifice-AztecsDon Juan kept on pushing his barb deeper and deeper into me. “The sorcerers of ancient Mexico,” he said, “saw the predator. They called it the flyer because it leaps through the air. It is not a pretty sight. It is a big shadow, impenetrably dark, a black shadow that jumps through the air. Then, it lands flat on the ground. “The sorcerers of ancient Mexico were quite ill at ease with the idea of when it made its appearance on Earth. They reasoned that man must have been a complete being at one point, with stupendous insights and feats of awareness that are mythological legends nowadays. And then everything seems to disappear, and we have now a sedated man.” I wanted to get angry and call him a paranoiac, but somehow the righteousness that was usually just underneath the surface of my being wasn’t there. Something in me was beyond the point of asking myself my favorite question: What if all that he said is true? At the moment he was talking to me that night, in my heart of hearts, I felt that all of what he was saying was true, but at the same time and with equal force, I felt that all that he was saying was absurdity itself. “What are you saying, don Juan?” I asked feebly. My throat was constricted. I could hardly breathe. dia_murals Mural at Denver International Airport. “What I’m saying is that what we have against us is not a simple predator. It is very smart and organized. It follows a methodical system to render us useless. Man, the magical being that he is destined to be, is no longer magical. He’s an average piece of meat. There are no more dreams for man but the dreams of an animal who is being raised to become a piece of meat: trite, conventional, imbecilic.” beatles-yesterday-and-todaya_026_lennonprophecy Don Juan’s words were eliciting a strange, bodily reaction in me comparable to the sensation of nausea. It was as if I were going to get sick to my stomach again. But the nausea was coming from the bottom of my being, from the marrow of my bones. I convulsed involuntarily. Don Juan shook me by the shoulders forcefully. I felt my neck wobbling back and forth under the impact of his grip. The maneuver calmed me down at once. I felt more in control. Daksa-approches-Lord-Siva-and-beggs-for-forgivness Down! On your knees. “This predator,” don Juan said, “which, of course, is an inorganic being, is not altogether invisible to us as other inorganic beings are. I think as children we do see it, but we decide it’s so horrific that we don’t want to think about it. Children, of course, could insist on focusing on the sight, but everybody else around them dissuades them from doing so. The only alternative left for mankind is discipline. Discipline is the only deterrent. But by discipline I don’t mean harsh routines. I don’t mean waking up every morning at five-thirty and throwing cold water on yourself until you’re blue. Sorcerers understand discipline as the capacity to face with serenity odds that are not included in our expectations. For sorcerers, discipline is an art; the art of facing infinity without flinching; not because they are strong and tough, but because they are filled with awe.” kohanim-temple-jerusalem-passover-sacrifice Bring on the sacrificial goats! “In what way would the sorcerers’ discipline be a deterrent to the flyers?” I asked. Don Juan scrutinized my face as if to discover any signs of my disbelief. He said,”Sorcerers say that discipline makes the glowing coat of awareness unpalatable to the flyer. The result is that the predators become bewildered. An inedible glowing coat of awareness is not part of their cognition, I suppose. After being bewildered, they don’t have any recourse other than refraining from continuing their nefarious task. If the predators don’t eat our glowing coat of awareness for a while, it will keep on growing. abraham-and-isaac-on-mount-moriah2 Ok, lord, I’ll kill my son for you. “Simplifying this matter to the extreme, I can say that sorcerers, by means of their discipline, push the predators away long enough to allow their glowing coat of awareness to grow beyond the level of the toes. Once it goes beyond the level of the toes, it grows back to its natural size. The sorcerers of ancient Mexico used to say that the glowing coat of awareness is like a tree. If it is not pruned, it grows to its natural size and volume. As awareness reaches levels higher than the toes, tremendous maneuvers of perception become a matter of course. s9809_3837479666174382550_n Rubens, Saturn Devouring His Son, 1636. Saturn was one of the Titans who ruled the Earth. “The grand trick of those sorcerers of ancient times was to burden the flyers’ mind with discipline. Sorcerers found out that if they taxed the flyers’ mind with inner silence, the foreign installation would flee, and give any one of the practitioners involved in this maneuver the total certainty of the mind’s foreign origin. The [alien mind control of these creatures] comes back, I assure you, but not as strong; and a process begins in which the fleeing of the flyers’ mind becomes routine until one day it flees permanently. “That’s the day when you have to rely on your own devices which are nearly zero. A sad day indeed! There’s no one to tell you what to do. There’s no mind of foreign origin to dictate the imbecilities you’re accustomed to. My teacher, the nagual Julian, used to warn all his disciples that this was the toughest day in a sorcerer’s life for the real mind that belongs to us. The sum total of our experience after a lifetime of domination has been rendered shy, insecure, and shifty. Personally, I would say that the real battle of sorcerers begins at that moment. The rest is merely preparation.” 51vMyK66DhL._SY344_BO1,204,203,200_ I became genuinely agitated. I wanted to know more, and yet a strange feeling in me clamored for me to stop. It alluded to dark results and punishment, something like the wrath of God descending on me for tampering with something veiled by God himself. I made a supreme effort to allow my curiosity to win. I heard myself say, “What-what-what do you mean, by taxing the flyers’ mind?” “Discipline taxes the foreign mind no end,” he replied. “So, through their discipline, sorcerers vanquish the foreign installation.” I was overwhelmed by his statements. I believed that don Juan was either certifiably insane or that he was telling me something so awesome that it froze everything in me. I noticed, however how quickly I rallied my energy to deny everything he had said. After an instant of panic, I began to laugh, as if don Juan had told me a joke. I even heard myself saying, “Don Juan, don Juan, you’re incorrigible!” Smoke Signals - James 5:13 . . . the savory smoke of sacrifice. Don Juan seemed to understand everything I was experiencing. He shook his head from side to side, and raised his eyes to the heavens in a gesture of mock despair. He said, “I am so incorrigible, that I am going to give the flyers’ mind which you carry inside you one more jolt. I am going to reveal to you one of the most extraordinary secrets of sorcery. I am going to describe to you a finding that took sorcerers thousands of years to verify and consolidate.” He looked at me, smiled maliciously, and said, “The flyers’ mind flees forever when a sorcerer succeeds in grabbing on to the vibrating force that holds us together as a conglomerate of energy fields. If a sorcerer maintains that pressure long enough, the flyers’ mind flees in defeat. And that’s exactly what you are going to do; hold on to the energy that binds you together.” I had the most inexplicable reaction I could have imagined. Something in me actually shook, as if it had received a jolt. I entered into a state of unwarranted fear, which I immediately associated with my religious background. Don Juan looked at me from head to toe. “You are fearing the wrath of God, aren’t you?” he said. “Rest assured, that’s not your fear. It’s the flyers’ fear, because it knows that you will do exactly as I’m telling you.” 433a831a200efa66318c2da2da403713His words did not calm me at all. I felt worse. I was actually convulsing involuntarily, and I had no means to stop it. “Don’t worry,” don Juan said calmly. “I know for a fact that those attacks wear off very quickly. The flyer’s mind has no concentration whatsoever.” After a moment, everything stopped as don Juan had predicted. To say again that I was bewildered is a euphemism. This was the first time in my life ever, with don Juan or alone, that I didn’t know whether I was coming or going. I wanted to get out of the chair and walk around, but I was deathly afraid. I was filled with rational assertions, and at the same time I was filled with an infantile fear. I began to breathe deeply as a cold perspiration covered my entire body. I had somehow unleashed on myself a most godawful sight: black, fleeting shadows jumping all around me wherever I turned. I closed my eyes and rested my head on the arm of the stuffed chair. “I don’t know which way to turn, don Juan,” I said. “Tonight, you have really succeeded in getting me lost.” Don Juan said, “You’re being torn by an internal struggle. Down in the depths of you, you know that you are incapable of refusing the agreement that an indispensable part of you, your glowing coat of awareness, is going to serve as an incomprehensible source of nourishment to, naturally, incomprehensible entities. GodsShowAndTell_14134971531eb08e149d Jesus’ dad, GOD, sacrificed his only son. Relax! It’s cool. God had no choice, he had to do it to save us, because of our sins. “And another part of you will stand against this situation with all its might. The sorcerers’ revolution is that they refuse to honor agreements in which they did not participate. Nobody ever asked me if I would consent to being eaten by beings of a different kind of awareness. My parents just brought me into this world to be food, like themselves, and that’s the end of the story.” Don Juan stood up from his chair and stretched his arms and legs. “We have been sitting here for hours. It’s time to go into the house. I’m going to eat. Do you want to eat with me?” I declined. My stomach was in an uproar. lucifero-by-francesco-scaramuzza-610x767 Scaramuzza’s Lucifer, eating a human. Yum, yum. keha Pop music star, Ke$ha, eating a simulated human heart. Yum, yum. “I think you’d better go to sleep,” he said. “The blitz has devastated you.” I didn’t need any further coaxing. I collapsed onto my bed, and fell asleep like the dead. [When I arrived] home, as time went by, the idea of the flyers became one of the main fixations of my life. I got to the point where I felt that don Juan was absolutely right about them. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t discard his logic. The more I thought about it, and the more I talked to and observed myself, and my fellow men, the more intense the conviction that something was rendering us incapable of any activity or any interaction or any thought that didn’t have the self as its focal point. kali8xj My concern, as well as the concern of everyone I knew or talked to, was the self. Since I couldn’t find any explanation for such universal homogeneity, I believed that don Juan’s line of thought was the most appropriate way of elucidating the phenomenon. I went as deeply as I could into readings about myths and legends. In reading, I experienced something I had never felt before: Each of the books I read was an interpretation of myths and legends. In each one of those books, a homogeneous mind was palpable. The styles differed, but the drive behind the words was homogeneously the same: Even though the theme was something as abstract as myths and legends, the authors always managed to insert statements about themselves. ee5732820bf2797099c36186ff96c859The homogeneous drive behind every one of those books was not the stated theme of the book. Instead, it was self-service. I had never felt this before. I attributed my reaction to don Juan’s influence. The unavoidable question that I posed to myself was: Is he influencing me to see this, or is there really a foreign mind dictating everything we do? I lapsed, perforce, into denial again, and I went insanely from denial to acceptance to denial. Something in me knew that whatever don Juan was driving at was an energetic fact; but something equally important in me knew that all of that was guff. The end result of my internal struggle was a sense of foreboding; the sense of something imminently dangerous coming at me. I made extensive anthropological inquiries into the subject of the flyers in other cultures, but I couldn’t find any references to them anywhere. Don Juan seemed to be the only source of information about this matter. The next time I saw him, I instantly jumped to talk about the flyers. I said, “I have tried my best to be rational about this subject matter, but I can’t. There are moments when I fully agree with you about the predators.” codex-vaticanus-1 The god, Quetzalcoatl, which translates as “feathered serpent.” In other words, a dragon-like reptilian, or flyer, worshiped as a deity. “Focus your attention on the fleeting shadows that you actually see,” don Juan said with a smile. I told don Juan that those fleeting shadows were going to be the end of my rational life. I saw them everywhere. Since I had left his house, I was incapable of going to sleep in the dark. To sleep with the lights on did not bother me at all. The moment I turned the lights off, however, everything around me began to jump. I never saw complete figures or shapes. All I saw were fleeting black shadows. “The flyers’ mind has not left you,” don Juan said. “It has been seriously injured. It’s trying its best to rearrange its relationship with you. But something in you is severed forever. The flyer knows that. The real danger is that the flyers’ mind may win by getting you tired and forcing you to quit by playing the contradiction between what it says and what I say. tumblr_msm0aqWekf1sfun6ho4_500 “You see, the flyers’ mind has no competitors. When it proposes something, it agrees with its own proposition, and it makes you believe that you’ve done something of worth. The flyers’ mind will say to you that whatever Juan Matus is telling you is pure nonsense, and then the same mind will agree with its own proposition, ‘Yes, of course, it is nonsense,’ you will say. That’s the way they overcome us. “The flyers are an essential part of the universe, and they must be taken as what they really are; awesome, monstrous. They are the means by which the universe tests us. We are energetic probes created by the universe,” he continued as if he were oblivious to my presence, “and it’s because we are possessors of energy that has awareness that we are the means by which the universe becomes aware of itself. “The flyers are the implacable challengers. They cannot be taken as anything else. If we succeed in doing that, the universe allows us to continue.” . PART 2: So what? . “Our Predators” – are known in different cultures by different names . david_icke_quote_extraterrestrials_metaphysics_aliens_reptilians_archons_spirituality Hyper-Dimensional Entities – Part 1 Hyper-Dimensional Entities – Part 2 Also: Lords of Destiny (Hermeticism) The Evil Magician (Gurdjieff) The Shaitans (Sufism) Jinn (Arabian mythology) Occult Hostile Forces (Rudolf Steiner, Sri Aurobindo) Psychopathic Handlers (prof77) . There are beings in the spiritual realms for whom anxiety and fear emanating from human beings offer welcome food. When humans have no anxiety and fear, then these creatures starve. – Rudolf Steiner, Berlin, 1907 In the great epic poems, including Homer and Virgil’s works, the gods are routinely described as swooping over the savory smoke of sacrifice to lick up the scintillating effluvia, i.e. the food of the gods . . . Cain-Abell-engraving slide_12 lead_pope-420x0 HOLY SMOKE! . rkc_5_offerings . Pope Benedict XVI Celebrates Easter - Easter Vigil Just feeding the gods. “The gods gathered like flies around the man making sacrifice.” – Epic of Gilgamesh . “Our Predators” – are also known as “Toltec Allies” Toltec “Allies” are unseen entities who feed upon us. According to Robert Stanley, in 1997, Don Miguel Ruiz described Toltec Allies . . . gifs_19Attached to humanity are unseen beings that also are an organ of the earth. They share the metabolism of the earth, just as humans do. These beings form a spectrum from benevolent to harmful. They have been present alongside the human race from the beginning. The destiny of these beings and that of humans is intertwined. The Toltec’s call them Allies. The Allies lack a brain, which means they have no factory to create emotions, but they need the ethereal energy of emotions to sustain their life. Allies push humans to create traumas in order to create fear, which they feed upon.” Ruiz explained that the Allies had no mechanism to produce the negative emotional energy themselves. They had to turn human emotional energy into negative energy before they could harvest it. In order to turn human emotion negative, the Allies are capable of putting fearful thoughts into the minds of humans, which in turn generates the negative emotion on which they feed. – Don Miguel Ruiz, Beyond Fear, a Toltec Guide According to John Lamb Lash the Toltec-derived neo-shamanism of Castaneda is also similar to elements of Gnosticism: (Source) The Toltec Allies as an alien mind or foreign installation is comparable to the Gnostic idea of a dehumanizing ideological virus implanted in our minds by the Alien/Archons. Toltec emphasis on mastering intent is comparable to Gnostic emphasis on ennoia, intentionality, which aligns us with the Gods and elevates us above the Archons. Toltec assertion that predation is “the topic of topics”: comparable to the Gnostic emphasis on the intrusion of the Archons. Toltec distinction between organic and inorganic beings: comparable to the distinction between humans and Archons in Gnostic cosmology. The Toltec “luminous egg” is comparable to the oval of clear light in Gnostic revelation texts and the augoeides or “auric egg” of the Mysteries. The Toltec figure of the Eagle is comparable to the same figure in the Nag Hammadi Codices states: “I appeared in the form of an Eagle on the Tree of Knowledge.” (The Apocryphon of John, 23.25-30). . “Our Predators” – are also known as “Archons” For thousands of years, humanity has been increasingly mind-possessed, failing to recognize the possessing entity as ‘not-self’. – Eckhart Tolle, A New Earth. Behavioral patterns are dictated by the Archons of the planet. Their influences often dismissed by populations as instinct or as “part of their nature”. (Source) 51AWQnqkKKL._AC_UL320_SR212,320_ Gnostic Parallels in the Writings of Carlos Castaneda Two thousand years ago, there was a religion on this planet called Gnosticism, which was the biggest religion on earth at the time. In 1947, the sacred Gnostic text, the Nag Hammadi, was found, buried in a deep cave in Egypt, in clay jars. The Nag Hammadi consist of 13 codices, containing over 50 texts, which is quite a substantial amount of writing. These texts tell the story of what the Nag Hammadi people, 2,000 years ago, thought the world was about, including a clear and defined discussion of what Archons are. Gnostic writings describe alien psychopathic handlers called Archons, Arkontai in Greek. According to the Gnostics there was an invasion that occurred about 3,600 BC and, about 1,600 years before the Nag Hammadi texts were buried. This invasion was like a virus. The beings that were invading were called Archons. They were jealous of us because we have an essence of some kind, an energy or a soul, that they don’t possess. The Gnostic texts from Nag Hammadi describe Archons as heavy, elusive, shadowy creatures, “beings of the likeness, shadow-creatures” who have an ability to infect our perceptions and memories. transhumanism-pop-culture1The Archons’ strategy is to somehow insert into our minds “a profound alteration in our understanding of the world,” a “fake” version of reality. Furthermore, if one is not alert, this alteration is so camouflaged, and so difficult to detect, that it is almost indistinguishable from our organic, un-corrupted mindset. We are then lulled, tricked, or deceived into accepting our altered understanding as being “true” in our minds. To the extent we mistakenly accept, or buy into, the Archon’s deviant false understanding of reality; then the Archons, who planted the deception (i..e., the mind virus), gain control over us. We become their puppets, perhaps without even suspecting that we’ve been fooled and thereby manipulated. “Archons are described in the Nag Hammadi as invisible or inter-dimensional mind-parasites, or virulent viruses, corrupting and feeding upon human consciousness.” – John Lash Lamb (Sources: here, here, and here.) They are entities who are dedicated to exploring the limits of negativity and states of existence disconnected as far as possible from God source. art_podesta 3Devoid of empathy, love, positivity, they are entities who have become so disconnected from light, so disconnected from God source, they require the exact opposite of God source just to survive. Fear, depravity, and low vibrational states attract them and serve as their sustenance, their food–perpetuating their own preferred state of energetic negativity, and enabling them to thrive while disconnected as far as possible from from God source energy. To maximize production of their needed sustenance, they prefer humans who either assist them in oppressing humanity (i.e, psychopaths), or humans who are barely alive, and in pain, yet still able to give off huge amounts of negative emotional energy. miley_papermagazine_4-e1434485894390By controlling the major institutions on this planet (money, media, politics, religion, etc.) most of humanity is being tricked or coerced, without our consent, and against our nature, into a low state of vibrational being. They use corruption, lies, illusions and deceptions on humans to produce in us fear, pain, deprivation, suffering, powerlessness, hopelessness, and negativity. Our reality has been hijacked, our emotions manipulated, our culture divided and attacked. The Archons’ mind virus affects our minds to get us to believe they can do far more than they can actually do, but in so believing, we unwittingly surrender our power to them. By insertion of false beliefs they get us to unwittingly surrender our power. As a result, when we surrender to the mind virus, they get their way with us. zuck_last-vr-pic Invisible mind-parasites, corrupting and feeding upon human consciousness. Gnostics believed that the force of Kundalini, or the ambient field generated by that force, served as protection from the Archons. On the use of Kundalini to repel alien intrusion, see Kundalini and the Alien Force. Regarding confronting Archons, see A Gnostic Catechism.; regarding activation of Kundalini energy, see here. Other similarities between Don Juan and the Gnostics: Don Juan asserts that “the flyers’ mind has no concentration whatsoever.” This remark recalls the Gnostic assertion that the Archons have no ennoia, no will of their own, no intentionality. Don Juan’s description of the “luminous egg” is comparable to the oval of clear light in Gnostic texts–the augoeides or “auric egg” of the Mysteries. d054f35cb16c3e70e3aa08d1052be59c Hi! I feed on human fear, pain and suffering. “These Elementals live in the soul-realm of man as long as he lives, and grow strong and fat, for they live on his life-principle, and are fed by the substance of his thoughts.” – Franz Hartmann, M.D., Magic: White and Black “They are attracted to emotions. Animal fear is what attracts them the most; it releases the kind of energy that suits them.” – Carlos Castaneda, The Fire from Within “They were interested in emotion… They feasted as they made love to me.” – Rick Strassman, M.D., quoting DMT volunteer speaking of insect-like, reptilian creatures in DMT – The Spirit Molecule . “Your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour.” – St Peter 1 Peter 5:8 tumblr_n2zt0wqwdz1r84jico1_1280 “A roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour.” – St Peter 1 Peter 5:8 . Loosh Ever wonder why a good God would build a world where the only way to survive is by taking life? Eating is a requirement for biological life as we know it. We must kill and consume other life forms for us to live. Is also the reason we kill to live also why we age and die? alice_1906767494_nWhat kind of God or gods would create a reality predicated on killing and consuming life-force energy from other life forms? Is this world created by a God of love–or perhaps created by something else? Is our world the organic “real” world, or it some kind of a corrupted, synthetic, agenda-driven simulation? The term ‘Loosh’ was coined by Robert Monroe, whose understanding is that our world is a farm, set up by psychopathic entities for the sole purpose of harvesting the energy of fear and suffering from living creatures. “They took over because we are food for them, and they squeeze us mercilessly because we are their sustenance. Just as we rear chickens in chicken coops, gallineros, the predators rear us in human coops, humaneros. Therefore, their food is always available to them.” – Carlos Castaneda, The Active Side of Infinity Shocking as it may seem, humans may NOT be at the top of the food chain. chronal_disassociation_tracer_by_fenyachan-danyxxeThey (i.e., our psychopathic handlers) are attracted to emotions. Animal fear is what attracts them the most; it releases the kind of energy that suits them. – Carlos Castaneda, The Fire from Within The term, Loosh, may be loosely derived from the French “louche” which means something shady or disreputable; or possibly from something to do with Lucius, Lucifer, Luciferian. Loosh is a life-force energy generated by all organic life in varying degrees, the most potent coming from humans’ emotions. According to Tom Montalk, loosh energy can be either positive or negative–that “soul energy” or what Monroe termed “loosh,” spans a wide spectrum in terms of its vibrational essence and level refinement. Trauma, fear, pain and suffering generate negative loosh energy; joy, creativity, love, and empathy generate positive loosh. In a positive loosh economy, no one gets depleted, as the Creator always fills the cup. It’s kind of like the mythical idea of a cup or cauldron or horn of plenty that could never be exhausted. It’s like a mom nursing her baby. Baby grows, mom gets wiser, and it’s all good. There is no loss, only net gain there. Love is free energy. Giving out love does not diminish the giver. The negative loosh economy is “zero-sum” in the physics sense, in that every gain in one place comes with a loss elsewhere, and finite supplies are divided up and competed over. photo_quarantine_03According to don Juan, and others, our predators feed on negative loosh. In other words, our psychopathic handlers trick us into expressing hurtful behaviors toward others, the environment and even ourselves, in order to release the emotional energies of fear and suffering, which they thrive upon. The system of loosh production, that maximizes harvest of negative loosh output, goes by many names: The Matrix (Wachowski) Matrix Control System (Jadczyk) The General Law (Mouravieff) Maya (Hinduism) The Sphere (Wilde) Demiurge (Gnosticism) Because of a proclivity for living in a negatively charged environment our parasite’s physiology is fundamentally incompatible with positive loosh. Due to vibrational difference in frequency levels only negative life-force energy can sustain them. Nthe-system-isnt-broken-it-was-built-that-wayegative loosh production is amplified by creating stressful conditions on Earth (such as poverty, diseases, war, starvation, conflict, etc.). Which increases output of negative human emotions (such as trauma, fear, pain, suffering, anger, etc.); which increases their “food” supply. Negative loosh is not only highly coveted by our psychopathic handlers, but most crucially of all, it is absolutely necessary for for enabling and facilitating negative entities’ existence on this planet. “When we are stressed, our body releases a flood of adrenaline, cortisone, and other stress hormones that induce physiologic changes.” (Source) 6c916b818fa104a5c7f2954a37e4ea8d Our psychopathic handlers use pain and trauma in order to “farm” us for loosh . . . art_704_n Our parasite is attracted to, and feeds upon, human’s stress-induced, negative emotional energy, known as “loosh.” . Moloch.harp.drum.fluteWe find stress-inducing rituals, including blood rituals and human sacrifice, in: The Druidic tradition Tibetan Buddhism Among the Indians of the Americas In Greece, Rome, Africa, China, Arabia, Germany, Phoenicia, Egypt. . jephthasdaughteri Ok, lord, I’ll kill my daughter for you. There are many instances of blood sacrifice, including child sacrifice, in the Bible, as listed here. For example, the Bible (Judges 11:31-40) has a little-advertised story of human sacrifice, with the Israelite judge Jephthah ritually slaughtering his own daughter to fulfill a vow he made to god Jehovah. . Robert Monroe, in his online book “Far Journeys,” writes of contact he had with a light being in an out-of-body experience. (Monroe is arguably the world’s foremost researcher on OBEs; he started an institute with trainee/researchers to scientifically investigate the phenomenon.) Reportedly the light being told Monroe that when humans die, their energy is released and harvested by trans-dimensional beings, who use it to extend their own life spans. The claim is that we live in a garden created by ‘these beings’ (i.e., our psychopathic handlers) as their food source. According to Monroe’s story, animals are intentionally positioned on this planet to feed on plants and on each other, thereby releasing the life force of their victims so it can be harvested. He calls the released energy “loosh.” Loosh is also harvested from the emotions engendered when a parent is forced to defend the life of its young. In a predator-prey struggle, exceptional energy is produced in the combatants. According to Monroe, the cosmic “energy farmers,” intentionally equipped animals with devices like fangs, claws and super-speed in order to prolong predator-prey combat and thereby produce more loosh. The spilling of blood in a fight-to-the-death conflict releases this intense energy (I.e., “loosh“). . . Our psychopathic handlers, as described by indigenous North-American Indians . . . “Our Predators” – are also known as “Wetiko” Whether we care to admit it or not, we are all infected with Wetiko, The Insanity Disease. The only effective antibiotic available to battle our insanity is the disinfecting power of conscious awareness of our own insanity. (Source) Wetiko existence evades detection by being well disguised and hidden. So long as the root of wickedness is hidden, it is strong. But when it is recognized, it is dissolved. When it is revealed, it perishes… It is powerful because we have not recognized it.- The Gospel of Philip–The Nag Hammadi Library WETIKO_coverThe term wetiko is a term used by indigenous, native-american, Cree indians (windigo in Ojibway, wintiko in Powhatan) which refers to a “spirit who terrorizes other creatures.” The wetiko parasites feed on and harvest the emotions of fear and terror. (Source) [Also, see here.] Wetiko works its covert operations through our unconscious blind spots, hidden within our own minds, hidden by our own unawareness of its ability to deceive us, camouflaged by fooling us into not even looking for it. Wetiko can be likened to a virus of the mind, an “anti-information” virus–not only does it block the reception of information, but it substitutes false information for the real thing. It can mimic and infect our memories so convincingly that “its” inserted false perceptions and memories become our perceptions and memories. (Source) This is the horrifying part of it: somehow the self-monitoring circuit in the person is fooled by the very dysfunction it is supposed to monitor. Like a hypnotist, it can make us not only quack like a duck on cue, but imagine, to boot, that we wanted (decided) to quack.- Philip K. Dick The Wetiko mind-virus, like a parasite, attempts to take over and control it’s host, steadily compromising the host’s defenses and disabling the host’s ability to detect its presence. Its strategy is to gain the host’s willing cooperation (to be deceived) There are indeed ( continued i
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